Page 86 of Our Sweet Revenge


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“Jay, I work with these people.”

“Do they know how evil you are? How rotten?”

Chris fought to breathe, to keep a level of control over his voice. “Let me end this call and I’ll do what you want.”

“What do you think I want?”

“Earth to Chris Roberts. Are you there? Amanda, can you ping him?”

“Sure thing.”

Chris licked his dry lips. “You want to have your turn,” he said quietly, sweating under his shirt. His heart was drumming in his chest, deafening in his ears. “Let me close that call and then I’m all yours.” There wasn’t a part of him who wanted to be touched by Jay, but he was willing to play along because his acceptance meant little by this point.

“Oh, you’re going to be mine all right.” Jay leaned closer to his face, so close that all Chris could see were those dark eyes and thick eyebrows. In the background, his co-workers were talking, but their words didn’t register. “I want you to go sit in front of that laptop, then open the camera and have your meeting.”

“Jay—”

“I’ll stand on the side; they won’t know I’m here.” His hand moved until it closed around Chris’s crotch. “You’ll drop your pants and get yourself hard and hot while talking to those people.”

“Why? What the fuck are you getting out of this?”

Jay took out his phone. “I’ll be getting a nice video for my collection.”

Oh, God.“What collection?”

He shrugged. “Well, it’s technically not much of a collection at the moment, but it will be by the time we’re done here. Better tell the wifey you won’t be getting back anytime soon.”

“I can give you money. You don’t need to blackmail me.”

“Your dirty money's just part of it.” Jay lowered Chris’s zipper. “You and I have a long way to go.”

There was no spit left in his mouth, but Chris managed to ask, “What are you talking about?”

Jay tilted his head toward the desk. “You’ll find out soon. Now go have your meeting.” He raised his phone and aimed it at Chris’s face. “Remember to put on a show for me, otherwise I’ll have to step in and direct. I don’t think you’d like that.”

Chris prided himself on being a quick thinker, but his useless brain was shooting blanks. The bastard got him, simple as that. With a sigh of defeat, Chris went to sit down in front of his laptop, ready to give Jay the show he wanted.

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