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Revenge. Pure and simple.
And if there’s anyone who understands revenge, it’s this man.
“Fuck, Princess, you’re dripping. Does the idea of him watching get you this turned on?” he teases as his fingers skate over my underwear, which are, in fact, drenched.
I won’t lie. I like being watched.
But the idea of Jay watching me? Knowing that I’m punishing him? It makes it almost impossible to breathe.
When the phone on my desk rings, I can’t help but giggle. I knowexactlywho’s calling. I glare up at the ceiling and ignore it.
Frank peers up at me wearing a smirk. “You’re enjoying this entirely too much.”
“Am I not supposed to enjoy when you get down on your knees for me?”
He chuckles against my thigh, then slides my panties down my legs just as the intercom beeps. “Pick up the goddamn phone, Cat, before I send someone in there to pick it up for you.”
I have to press my lips together to keep from laughing too loud. He’s such a fucking baby. The cell phone on my desk rings, and this time I accept his FaceTime request. The timing couldn’t be more perfect, because at that moment, Frank flattens his tongue against my sensitive lips, making me moan, despite my best efforts to stay quiet.
“Fuck, Kitten…” Jay says, his eyes flaring on the screen.
I lay the phone flat on my desk, refusing to stare at him.
“Pick up the phone,” he growls.
“I answered like you demanded, Mr. Hanson. What can I do for you?” My eyes roll back as Frank sucks me long and hard. Another moan escapes.
“You’re doing this to hurt me. I get it…I-I understand.”
Fuck. I pick up the phone and glare at him. He’s ruining this for me. I don’t want his sadness or defeat.
I want anger. I want fire. I want him to be enraged like I am.Jealous. Seething.
I want him unhinged, because clearly that’s my default setting these days.
I’m sprawled across my desk with my brother’s best friend’s face between my legs while he watches. All I want is a damn reaction.
Seeing the photographs of him with Grace has made me lose my mind.
I don’t bother to respond. Instead, I flip the camera to face Frank. He’s on his knees between my legs, and he doesn’t let up. Ensuring the camera captures every move, I grasp his hair with one hand and press him closer.
“Fuck,” Jay grits out.
“Yup,” I laugh, “he’s doing an excellent job of that. Now, if you’ll excuse me…”
“Use two fingers. She likes that,” Jay instructs.
With a gasp, I stare down at Frank, dumbfounded. Frank smirks up at me as he works his tongue on my clit. He only pauses momentarily to acknowledge Jay. “I know what she likes. She’s come on my tongue quite a few times, Hanson.”
Jay growls, “Tell him, Kitten.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, hating that he’s right. “Please,” I whisper.
Frank smiles. “Whatever you want, Princess.”
When he adds the second finger, I moan loudly.
“Bite that lip, Kitten. Don’t let anyone but us hear your cries.”
