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“Don’t fucking talk like that.”
I let out a bitter laugh but bucked my hips against her mouth regardless of the emotions the topic was making me feel.
“You are going to, aren’t you?” I asked. “At least you can answer that.”
She jerked up, pulling my shirt up with her.
“Shut up,” she murmured and swooped down to bring my nipple into her mouth. She did that thing where she pulled away enough for me to watch as her tongue curled around it, then sucked it fully into her mouth, her teeth grazing against the piercings.
Her hand pushed its way between my legs, circling my clit as I writhed against her.
I couldn’t hold in my moans anymore. I let them fill the silent apartment, taking advantage of perhaps the last time she would touch me.
“I hate you,” I whispered.
She chuckled against my nipple before slipping two fingers into me. Her other hand wrapped around my throat and pulled me to her. All thoughts left me when her broken pupils zeroed in on me. There was a cruel smile spreading across her face.
“We both know that’s a bold-faced fucking lie, especially when your sopping cunt has my fingers in a death grip.”
I let out a strangled moan.
“That’s right, Blake.” Her cruel tone only turned me on that much more. “You’re going to come apart on them even though the both of us know I could end you right here and now.”
“They’re stained with blood, aren’t they?” I asked.
“Oh, they’re fucking filthy with it,” she said with a laugh. “But I have a feeling that turned you on even more, doesn’t it?”
“No,” I spat.
“Such a horrible liar,” she said, hooking her fingers inside me. “Let’s try not to lie to me when you’re coming on my fingers, hm?”
I couldn’t hold it back any longer. The orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave.
“I fucking despise you—fuck.”
“Uh-huh, sure you do,” she said with a chuckle. Her thumb found my clit, rubbing hard circles on it as I came down. “I’ll give you another chance. Just say—”
“Ohwow,sorry to interrupt.”
Quinn whipped around before I could even register what happened. I reached for the gun behind me, but she already had it in front of her, pointing at the stranger.
I leaned over to look over her shoulder. My heart dropped to the floor because the man walking into my apartment in a clean-pressed suit was my worst nightmare.
Russell Crowe, my husband, has finally come to take back what he was owed. I gripped her shirt, hiding myself behind her. He slammed the door behind him with an anger I had seen far too many times before then.
“You,” I breathed. He took a few steps forward, his eyes on Quinn.
Russell’s mouth twitched. “Me,” he agreed. “I also hear you have something of mine. Go get it. We’re going home.”
I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move. Every moment from the years we had been together passed through my mind in a flurry.How had he found me?I should have been hidden away, locked so tight that no one would ever know who I once was.
Did he see me with the senator?
“This can’t happen,” I said with a gasp. My mind swirled, and my throat began to close.
“Well, it is,” he said, letting out a sigh. “I’m done playing this fucking game, Tiffany. Get your sorry ass over here—”
“Quinn,please.” I don’t know what I was begging her for, but she seemed to understand.
