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MG’s gaze shifts from me to Hendrick. She’s naked, just in her panties and we’re sitting close. There’s salad and some delicate lime and chili flaked sweet potato thing that, I’ve got to admit, is fucking delicious. Almost as good as her.
Actually, it’s like her. Earthy, sweet, tart, and spicy.
“What’s the plan?” She settles on him, and I move my hand to her thigh. His is under the table, too, so I know he’s touching her. “Are you two going to just order me to do your bidding?”
“Sometimes.” Hendrick’s hand moves, and she gasps. He’s touching her cunt. I slide up there, too. He glances at me then smiles at her, his arm moving, and the under the table motion gives me an idea of what he’s doing.
Up her cunt. Two fingers, I’m guessing, so I start to torture her clit. Little tiny strokes and pinches, just to keep it interesting.
“Sometimes?” she gasps out.
“This is a taste. Through dinner and dessert, we’re going to play, get Jac used to sharing.”
“Asshole,” I mutter.
“And then,” he says, “we’ll test limits. You don’t get to come.”
“Not yet, anyway,” I add.
“Get you all hot and bothered.” Hendrick keeps finger fucking her, and when his hand shifts, she gasps. I move some of her juices to her clit so I can slide my fingers just so. The wet silk is perfection, not to mention her heat.
“But just enough.”
“A-And if I want—”
“You’re no sub, Cat,” he says. “But sometimes we’ll make you submit. A lot. Soft, rough, and anywhere in between, but there’s one focus. You.”
“I like rough,” she says, and she reaches out with her hands to stroke my cheek and his at the same time. “I like very rough. Wrong rough.”
Hendrick turns his head, kisses her fingers. “But within limits.” That’s aimed at me.
“Got that memo,” I mutter.
Hendrick smiles and stops touching her, and I take over. Fuck, she’s so wet. I read just enough of Lili’s diary to know what this bastard likes, but I don’t do the full on sharing he does. But within limits, I’m ready to try.
It was always about Lili. I got that. Other men, other women, she could not shut up how he was all about just her. He’d fuck her with other men. Fuck another woman while—yeah, there are things I don’t want to know and now I do, but the point is it didn’t matter. Hendrick did it all to make her happy.
This is not different.
Except…except we’re enemies.
“J-Jac…” she moans my name in warning, and I realize she’s starting to throb. I pull out and get up.
With both of us no longer touching her, MG’s head snaps up, and she glares at me, since it’s just us.
“What?” I ask, innocently.
She rises, her tits bouncing. “I’m going to freshen up.” Then she leans in and grabs my tie, right at the knot. “Maybe I’ll put on a suit of armor.”
Then she stalks off.
“I’m going to fucking clear the table,” I say to no one, grabbing plates, and stalking into the kitchen where Hendrick is looking at his phone. I drop the plates on the island with a clatter. “Anything I should know about?”
“No. I needed a moment.”
“Dude, she’s…” I shove a hand through my hair. “Christ in fucking heaven, what are we doing? She’s a fucking thief. She’s only here because someone kidnapped her and—”
“There’s trust and there’s trust. I fucking get it.”
