Page 123 of His Last Nerve


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I would tell her every fucking day for the rest of my life.

A knock on the door had me pulling away from her with a low, frustrated growl. She looked up at me in a lust filled daze, her lips swollen and red. My beard had scratched against her skin, leaving a pinkish tint in its wake.Fuck.

There was a second bang, but I ignored it as I rubbed my thumb over those lips, my dick begging for mercy in my jeans. “I’m going to fuck that mouth,” I growled. "That mouth, that pussy, and that ass is mine.”

“Oh,” she breathed, her hands coming to my shoulders. My hand dropped to her throat as I leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Good little sluts get all of their holes fucked,” I rumbled, licking the shell of her ear. Her knees buckled and a dark smile spread across my face against her skin. I loved that my filthy mouth turned her on. I loved that she liked being degraded and praised.

“Your cowboys are downstairs,” she reminded me, trying to escape.

I dropped my lips to her neck, thrusting my hips to press my erection against her. “Gonna need to have that cunt again soon, baby. Going crazy thinking about it.”

“Denver. Your cowboys—”

“I wonder if you would be quiet enough for me to fuck you while they’re downstairs…”

She froze.

My hand trailed down and up underneath her dress. She was wearing the blue one today, my favorite. I skimmed my fingers over the apex of her thighs and relished the sound of her breath hitching “My sweet, slutty pussy wet for me right now, Enchantress? Hm?”

“Y-yes,” she uttered, breathless.

“You want my cock?”

Her fingers gripped my shoulders tightly, and I could hear her heartbeat. A chuckle left me. She did.

I removed myself from her, adjusting my jeans in the process. Valerie remained plastered against the door, her knees bent, and thighs pushed together. Her nipples were pebbled underneath the fabric of my favorite dress. Her green eyes were dilated—wild.Fuck.

I wanted to ruin her. I wanted the mascara she wore running down her face, mixed with her tears as she looked up at me, my cock in her throat. I wanted to spread her ass cheeks and watch while I fucked that little hole, stretching it to fit me and only me.

Jerking my chin to the door, I said gruffly, “Get downstairs before I fuck you against the door.”

“HasanyoneseenCathy?”

Chase shook his head. “I’m sending a deputy out to the hotel now. He’s going to question Bart.”

I looked at Diana, sitting at the other end of the table. She had her tablet and a few files spread out around her, twirling her Apple Pen in her fingers while reading over something.

“Anything?” I pressed. That contract I found in Cathy’s apartment had been nagging me.

She looked at me, pushing her black glasses higher on her nose. “He’s dirty, Denver. Real dirty. However, Caleb will be protected no matter what. Caleb wasn’t a part of that contract. I’ve spoken to Judge Harway, and we can press charges against Cathy for child neglect. We have the proof—those pictures were more than enough evidence.”

A round of grunts came from the boys.

“Can we know what Cathy’s contract said?” Lawson asked, tipping his cowboy hat up a bit before crossing his arms. She looked at me for approval. These boys knew the worst parts and the very few good parts. They were family. I gave her a single nod.

“Cathy signed a veryweirdcontract, to say the least,” Diana began. “My team and I have never seen anything like it. In short, it states Cathy is employed by Tim Moonie, to do whatever he so wishes. Once her duties have been fulfilled, she will receive a one-time payment of one hundred thousand dollars.”

Lance, who was sitting across from his brother, scratched his jaw. “Sounds like an escort contract to me.”

All eyes went to him.

“What? I watch a show on HBO,” he blurted, looking at each of us.

“Fifty Shades of Greybullshit,” his brother muttered shaking his head.

“Actually, that makes sense,” Valerie stated from my side.

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