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The doors open all too quickly. Damn express elevators. There was once a time when they were so slow, you could fuck someone in them and the only danger was getting caught. Getting caught with my dick up to the hilt in Lucinda’s pussy excites me, but having someone recognize her is a no go. It’s unlikely as we’ve proved, but without her glasses hiding her eyes, she’s a damn sight more recognizable, even with the contacts in. The other worldliness of them invites a second look and a second look at Lucinda could be too much. I’ve already danced with fate this evening and come dangerously close to putting us all in danger.
She steps out and walks across the entry hall. I watch her ass as she walks and my cock twitches. Maybe I couldn’t have her in the car, and maybe the moment has passed, but in the apartment, I can take my time. Watch her come again, this time impaled on my cock.
The filth running through my head has me hurrying after her. I press the keycard to the door and open it for her. She nods her head slightly. Another thank you? She can thank me plenty inside by wrapping that beautiful mouth of hers around my cock.
The door has barely closed behind us when there’s a knock at it. I check my watch and see it’s two am. I open it to find the guard there, contrition coating his ugly face.
“What? Come to accuse me of rape again?”
“I never...” his voice trails off, leaving me with slight satisfaction. Not enough to forgive the asshole, but at least the jobsworth knows he’s fucked up. “I mean, I didn’t know it was you, sir.”
“So you think it’s alright for me to rape someone?” I’m playing with him now. Let the fucker squirm. He deserves to.
He shakes his head so violently that he’s in danger of it falling off. If it wasn’t for Lucinda standing right next to me, I might help it along.
“Not at all. I didn’t think that. I only...”
I shut the door on him, no longer interested in listening to his pathetic attempt at an apology.
I have better things to do. Lucinda has moved away and is sitting at one of the tall seats at the kitchen island. She’s picking at a bowl of cherries and pulling them from the stalks with her teeth. I entertain the idea of bending her over the island and fucking her until my name is the only thing on her lips.
There’s another knock at the door. The guard not only doesn’t seem to value his job much, but it seems he has a death wish too.
“What the fuck!” I roar as I open the door. I shut my mouth when I realize who it is.
Nix stares down at me, his mouth slightly open in surprise at my outburst. He looks fucking awful. His dark eyes take me in, then skip over to Lucinda.
“What the fuck have you done to her?”
He knows. Or at least I thought he did before I realize he’s not seen her like this. The last time he was in the apartment, she hid in her room.
“Mercier gave her a make-over.”
He grits his teeth, a low growl emanating from his throat. Lucinda races past the pair of us and slams the bedroom door behind her.
Nix turns his attention back to me. I don’t have time to consider what he’s thinking before he grabs my shirt and lifts me so I’m on my tip toes. His eyes flick back to me.
“She’s dressed up pretty fancy for a quiet night in. Tell me you haven’t taken her outside.”
“Will you calm the fuck down already?” I pull myself from his grip. “I took her out to the work party, not that it’s any of your business. What are you doing here at this time, anyway? You’re five hours too late.”
He growls as he slams the door behind him with his foot. “I came because you’ve not been answering your fucking phone and I thought something had happened. You took her to your work party? Are you fucking insane?”
“Just put me down.” I grit out. I stink of her. My lips taste of her pussy. If he’s this angry at me for taking her out, I don’t want to see the explosion when he finds out what I did to her in the car.
And now she’s gone and I’ve lost my chance. Nix might be mad at me, but I fucking despise him at this moment. He’s not here because he’s worried that something has happened to us. He’s here because of her. “You are fucking obsessed with her. It’s making you irrational.”
His eyes widen. “I’m irrational. I’m not the one who thought it was a good idea to go out on the town with the most well known kidnap victim in the fucking world.”
“Well known? You just saw her. You wouldn’t have known it was her if she wasn’t standing in the apartment.” I know I’ve fucked up and yet I don’t give a shit. If he was so bothered, he should have gotten his ass down here when I called him.
“I’d know Sin anywhere,” he growls. “No fucking wig and slutty dress is going to hide her.”
I hate that he’s right. When I first saw her like this, I didn’t recognize her at all. Nix knew it was her without question. “It’s not a wig. Mercier cut and dyed her hair. He didn’t tell you?”
He lets out a bellow and runs his hands through his long hair. “No, he fucking did not tell me. He failed to mention the fact that he’s ruined her when he was gloating about fingering her pussy.”
“What?” Nix’s anger is palpable, but mine is more of a shock. I love Mercier, but now I could quite happily rip his head from his shoulders. I told him he could too. I groan as I remember the rules. He even asked if he could fuck her and I said I didn’t care. That was before I got a taste of her. Before I realized how fucking special she is... I was a fucking idiot.
