Текст книги "Being a Jett Girl"
Автор книги: Meghan Quinn
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One of his hands ran down my side and connected with the opening of my slit where he guided my dress up a little farther. I waited breathlessly for his next move, for him to figure out my little surprise.
His hand kept moving forward and once it hit my hip, he pulled away from me and looked down into my eyes confused.
“Are you wearing any underpants?”
With a smirk, I shook my head no.
His jaw clenched as he studied me. I waited nervously for his reply.
“When were you going to tell me this?”
“I wasn’t,” I replied as I moved my hips into his, eliciting a groan from him.
“You’ve been very naughty, little one, keeping such a secret from me.”
“Isn’t naughty good?”
“Do you have a response for everything?”
“Almost always,” I said with a grin.
He bowed his head and shook it as he tried to regain himself.
The limo came to a stop and Jett looked up to see out the window. He got up off me and pulled me up onto the seat.
He leaned into my ear as the car door opened and he said, “Your time is up, little one. Meet me in the Bourbon Room in five minutes. Stand in the middle, next to the table, wear one of your business shirts and make sure your hair is pulled back into a ponytail. I plan on riding the fuck out of you tonight while I grip that beautiful mane of yours.” He didn’t give me a chance to reply because he was out of the door in no time.
Holy. Fucking. Hell.
Chapter Fourteen
“Without Me”
Jett
I needed to calm my racing heart before I went into the Bourbon Room since it was going about a mile a minute right now. The night was a success for not just business reasons but also when it came to Goldie. Now that she is mine, I’m moving forward with the decision to claim her and I really felt like we made a connection tonight, we had an understanding for each other.
I liked her being jealous about Keylee, it made me feel needed, something that I’ve been yearning for. Natasha did a number on me and now that Goldie, this strong and attractive woman has claimed me as hers, I’ve never felt so invigorated before. It almost seemed too easy with Goldie but I wasn’t going to think about that too much because she was what I wanted in my life, she was the missing factor I’ve needed and even though I erred on the side of caution, I was going to enjoy what I was willing to give her right now.
Knowing she’s been waiting for me, I took my jacket and tie off and unbuttoned my shirt but kept it on as I rolled up my sleeves and headed to the Bourbon Room, I had some playing to do.
When I entered the room, I was pleased with the purple lighting that lit up the sides of the walls and the lonely light that gracefully shone down upon Goldie who was standing next to the table with her Jett Girl attire on, besides her mask, and her hair pulled back. She was impeccable to look at. The perfect form of beauty was staring right back at me.
Her eyes took in my entire body, starting from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. Heat blazed in her eyes as I walked closer and I could not be happier with her reaction. She was giving me everything I needed, the confidence to approach her and the attraction to pursue such a fine specimen.
When I reached her, I lifted her chin so I could look her directly in the eyes.
“Do you have something to say to me?” I asked, no longer holding my breath for her answer because I knew, the moment I slipped my collar around her neck, she was mine and she would never deny me…ever.
“I’m here to submit to you, Jett.”
“Good, now walk to the bathroom,” I said while pointing toward a closed door. I knew she was slightly confused since she had never seen that part of the Bourbon Room before but with a nod, she started walking. “But first, unbutton your shirt for me and leave it on.”
She lit up as she turned to fully face me and slowly, and like the man-eater she was, she unbuttoned her shirt, inch by fucking slow inch. She was driving me crazy and she knew it.
Once the shirt was unbuttoned I was pleased with the fact that she was naked underneath, even though I didn’t ask her to be. It just made my job that much easier.
“You please me, little one. Now, go.”
With a smile on her face, Goldie listened to me as I followed close behind. The bathroom was quite large and was all white marble with large mirrors spanning from one end of the room to the other, exactly what I wanted.
I went up behind her and turned her toward the mirror so she could see herself. She pressed her body against mine and tilted her neck to the side to make room for my head. We looked at each other in the mirror as my hands glided up her sides, underneath her open shirt.
“Look at how beautiful you are,” I whispered into her ear as my hands found her hip bones.
“You make me feel beautiful, Jett.”
“Then I’m doing my job,” I replied as I kissed her earlobe. “Grip the edge of the counter with your palms down.” Moving quickly, she did as I told her. I pulled her hips out so she was now leaning over, making her breasts hang dangerously close to the opening of her shirt. She was so enticing.
“Now hold still and don’t move.”
I went into the Bourbon Room, grabbed my iPad and turned on “Without Me” by Fantasia and played it through the bathroom speakers. The beat was slow and methodic, perfect for what I had planned for Goldie.
When I entered the room, Goldie’s eyes met mine in the mirror and I could tell at that moment that she was already wet without having to feel her. She was lit up with heat, for me.
“I’ve been waiting too long for you,” she said.
“With patience comes great reward, little one, a lesson that will do you well to learn.”
I walked up behind her and gripped the back of her thighs, causing her jaw to clench and her eyes to close from the proximity of my hands. My thumbs ran up her inner thighs and just before they disappeared into her core, I pulled them away and ran them up her backside instead. As my hands ran up her plump ass, I dragged the hem of her shirt up as well, exposing her perfect backside.
Her breathing kicked up as I looked up at her and squeezed her ass. Her eyes traveled down my torso as she licked her lips. Her blatant display of need for me was empowering. I loved her willingness to show me how much I turned her on.
“Do you want me naked, little one?”
“Oh fucking hell, yes!” she breathed out as my hands made slow motions on her ass.
“Before I disrobe, tell me this, are you throbbing for me?”
She squeezed her eyes shut and nodded her head.
“Let me hear you say it.”
She was still gripping the counter and leaning over so if I wanted to, I could set a glass of water on her back and it wouldn’t teeter over.
“I’m fucking throbbing with need for you, Jett. I’m so wet.”
“Are you sure? Should I make sure you’re not lying?”
“Please God, yes.”
I smirked as I looked down at her and could already see she was wet, I didn’t need to test her out and I wanted her to wait.
“No, I trust your assessment.”
“For fuck’s sake!” she practically shouted.
The outburst warranted a slap to her ass so, I delivered. With a quick snap, my hand made contact to her exposed backside, making her moan out loud.
“Oh fuck me,” she said.
“Can I expect any more outbursts from you?” I asked as I held up my hand.
“If it means I get slapped in the ass then fuck yes, because I think I just had an orgasm from that.”
I leaned over her body and whispered in her ear, “You better not have because I didn’t give you permission, now did I, little one?”
“No, but you can’t go and slap my ass while there is a fucking pool between my legs and expect me to act like it has no effect on me.”
“You’re getting too lippy, little one. You can either mind your manners and keep your mouth shut or I can leave. Remember who runs the room in here.”
Realization that she was falling out of her rule crossed over her features and she straightened her position and nodded her head.
“Mmm, it pleases me to see you submit so easily to me, little one. Because you’re doing your best, I won’t leave you waiting too long.”
I pulled off my shirt and tossed it to the side. I watched Goldie the entire time in the mirror as I took off my clothes. Once I was down to just my boxer briefs and a rather impressive erection, I walked up behind her and rubbed my crotch lightly against her bare ass.
Her head dropped as she took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions.
“How do I feel, little one?”
“So fucking good. You seriously have the most beautiful dick I’ve ever seen.”
That made me chuckle even though I knew she meant it as a compliment.
“Thank you. If you were in charge, what would you do with that beautiful dick?”
I continued to rub against her as she answered me, “I would reach behind me and start rubbing you out until I was satisfied with your length, then I would have you fuck me hard from behind the whole time looking me in the eyes in the mirror.”
Pleasantly surprised with her ability to read my mind, I said, “It looks like we have the same idea.”
I lowered my boxer briefs and let my erection spring free. Her eyes widened as she took in my length. She swallowed hard and then made eye contact with me once again.
“Before I let you stroke me, I have a couple of things I want to take care of first. I moved her so she was just a little farther away from the counter but not too far where she was uncomfortable. Getting on my hands and knees, I crawled below her and looked up to where her tits were hanging perfectly for me.
Reaching up, I was pleased to see her nipples were already hard so with my forefinger and thumb, I rolled her little nubs between my fingers. Her head flew back and she cried out from the pleasure that was shooting through her. As I rolled her nipples, I looked down at her pretty little pussy and noticed how wet she was. I knew I had no choice but to taste her so I scooted my body down and spread her feet with my feet until she allowed my body to scoot between her legs. My one hand stayed and attended to her nipples while my tongue flicked out and made contact with her pussy. Her legs buckled from my touch, making me smile. My hand that was not on her nipples, ran from the edge of her pubic bone and up her stomach lightly. I watched her abs contract from my touch and her breathing hitch from the ministrations I was playing on her body.
With great force, my tongue pressed down on her clit at the same time my hand pinched her nipple.
“Ahh, fuck!” she cried out.
My hand that was gracing her stomach, went around her backside and found her vagina where I inserted two fingers easily, thanks to how wet she was. It was an awkward position for me, trying to keep in contact with everything but I kept up with my fondling and licking because the noises that were escaping Goldie were perfection.
“Oh, Jett…oh, I’m going to come.”
With that announcement, I pulled away and stood up behind her. Her breath caught as I left what I was doing. She remained calm though as I came up behind her. I grabbed both sides of her shirt and lifted them up to her back and tied them together so her breasts were exposed for both of us. They were a little pink from pinching them and I loved it.
“You’re so fucking hot,” I told her as my hand ran up her back and made her ass stick up even farther. “Do you remember what I told you in the car?” She nodded her head. “Do you know your safe word?”
Her eyes shot up to mine and she nodded her head, letting me know that she had no intention of using it which was a relief. I was still reeling over the moment that she said alligator, it would take some time to get over but we’ve moved on. We were moving on together and I was adjusting for her, so we could possibly see a future.
“Good. I’m going to fuck you, Goldie, and I don’t want your eyes to leave mine. Okay?”
“Yes,” she responded.
I entwined my hand around her hair so it was wrapped around twice. Her head tilted back slightly and I was nervous I might be hurting her so I asked, “Is this pressure good?”
“It’s perfect,” she responded.
With that, I didn’t take my time. With one quick thrust, I entered her from behind, one hand in her hair and the other pressing against her back. She used the grip she had on the counter to leverage against each thrust of mine so it felt like I was able to go even deeper than ever before.
A hiss escaped my lips as I continued to pump inside her. Our eyes never left each other and I watched as her eyes glazed over from the pleasure I was giving her.
I was close as I felt my balls start to tighten and my jaw tick from trying to hold off but once I saw her mouth open from pleasure, I was fucking lost. I pulled tightly on her hair and fucked her, fucked her hard. Without permission, she screamed my name as her hips slammed into mine. I didn’t care because at that moment, when her inner walls constricted around me, an animalistic grunt exploded out of me as I came inside her. It was earthy; everything about our orgasm was and I couldn’t believe at the moment that every time with Goldie just kept getting better and better. There was never a dull moment between us and never once was I bored. I only craved her more and more each time.
Once we rode out our wave of pleasure, we paused and just stared at each other in the mirror. She was the first to break our gaze as she lowered her head and tried to regain her breath.
I released her hair, pulled the top of her shirt off so she was naked now and picked her up in my arms. She giggled as I flipped her around so she was straddling my hips and facing me. Her hands graced my cheeks and her lips found mine. Passionately, I kissed her back and pushed her up against the wall, starting to stir another bout of arousal over me.
This was how it was with Goldie, she was a man-eater who turned me into a crazed man who wasn’t fully satisfied until I passed out.
It was going to be a long night.
Chapter Fifteen
“Do I Wanna Know?”
Lo
Light filtered through my curtains as the morning fell upon me. I was sore, really sore but the best sore a girl could be because I was fucked last night in all the right ways. I looked around the room and realized, I wasn’t in the Bourbon Room where I passed out but instead, I was in my room.
Disappointment greeted me as I realized that even though Jett might have claimed me as his, I was still not allowed to sleep over. Disappointment probably wasn’t the right description, I was more upset. I really thought we made a connection last night, but I guess not if he wasn’t even willing to share a bed with me. That was the whole reason why we had a fight, because he couldn’t hold me, cuddle me and now that I’m lying here in my bed, naked and alone, I’m realizing that we are back to square one.
A lonely tear fell down my cheek as I tried to rein in my emotions. I tried to focus on the way he stared at me in the eyes with more than just lust last night, how he lit up when I walked into the room and how he made me repeat throughout the night how he was mine, but with all that even added up, I still wished he was able to put aside whatever past he had and move forward with me. It was gut– wrenching to know that he didn’t want to share a bed with me.
I rolled to my back and stared up at the ceiling at the same time my hand landed on something that was not a pillow.
Screaming at the top of my lungs, I lunged back and almost fell out of my bed as I gripped the headboard. A head full of untamed, wild hair, popped up and the confused eyes of Jett Colby searched the room as he blinked rapidly from being startled awake.
“Fucking hell,” I said as I eyed him.
His hand grabbed the bridge of his nose as he said, “Jesus, Goldie. What the hell are you doing screaming like that?”
“What the hell am I doing? What the hell are you doing?” I asked as I motioned at his naked torso.
Dear God, let him be fully naked.
Jett looked down at himself and then back up at me with such a panty-melting smile that I was instantly turned on and ready for him.
“I’m pretty sure I was sleeping with you until you went and started screaming like a banshee.”
“Sleeping with me? When did you start doing that?”
I know I sounded like an idiot and that I wanted exactly what was happening but I was so startled, I didn’t know how to react.
Lifting off the bed, Jett grabbed my arm and pulled me down so he was hovering over me, gently caressing my face.
“Ever since I put this around your neck.” He thumbed my necklace. “This gives me the right to sleep in your bed, to pretty much do whatever I want.”
My insides turned as butterflies floated around in my stomach from his touch. I was falling for the man and it was deadly. In a matter of hours, the man had made me feel more beautiful, needed and wanted more than anyone had ever in my life.
“Oh,” I responded, still lost in the way he was looking down at me.
He rubbed my cheek and then looked at me with a questionable eyebrow.
“Were you crying?”
Quickly swiping my cheeks, I lied and said, “No.”
“Goldie…” he drawled out.
“Okay, I was.”
“Why?” he asked with sincerity.
“It’s so stupid but I thought that you didn’t stay the night and it seemed like everything we’ve been through was worth nothing.”
Shifting so he was now on top of me, he responded, “Let’s get one thing straight, everything we do is worth something, even if it’s something as small as a kiss on the cheek goodbye. Everything between us matters and secondly, I know I’ve been an ass in the past but when I gave you this necklace, I made a promise to you that I’m trying, I’m trying for us.”
I nodded as excitement bubbled in me from his words. “I was just thrown off because I was in my room. Why didn’t we stay in the Bourbon Room?”
Jett placed a kiss on my forehead and said, “Sweet little one, the Bourbon Room is for playing, not for intimacy. I brought you down to your room to be intimate with you, to hold you, to feel your breath even out as you slept and to wake up to the most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on.”
“You’re going to make me fucking cry,” I admitted as I looked up at him.
“Don’t cry.” He kissed my cheeks and then my nose. This was the Jett I wanted, the sweet Jett, the one who didn’t mind waking up with me and dealing with my medusa hair and smeared makeup.
“Can I ask you something?” I asked as he kissed down my neck.
“Of course.”
“Why didn’t we just go to your room?”
I was so curious about what his room looked like, what was in there, how big his bed was, how he decorated it. I wanted to know.
He stopped kissing my neck and pressed his forehead against my shoulder. I shouldn’t have asked because I could feel him tense up.
“It’s okay,” I said while rubbing his back. “You don’t have to tell me—”
“No, I do,” he interrupted me. “I want to be honest with you, Goldie, so I’m probably going to tell you something you don’t want to hear. I need to take this slow, okay? I know you want all of me and I’m trying to give you all of me. I’m there physically but emotionally, I’m working on it. You have to give me time and bringing you into the only world that I have to myself is a big step. I just need some time to figure things out before I do that, okay?”
I nodded my head and continued to rub his back as reassurance. “I understand, Jett. I won’t push you, I promise. I’m just so happy that you’ve decided to even give me this, give me the chance to hold you in the morning. I can’t tell you how happy this makes me.”
He smiled and kissed my nose.
With my index finger, I pressed the corner of his mouth where he was smiling and said, “This right here, this smile is something that I will never get over. You don’t show many emotions, Mr. Colby, and when you do, I feel like my heart twists in my chest. You’re so handsome and when you smile, my chest constricts with elation. You make me feel so good. You’re mine, Jett, you’re so fucking mine.”
Smoothing out my hair, Jett leaned down and kissed me. When he pulled away, he said, “You’re mine too, little one, all mine.”
In one quick motion, Jett flipped me around so he was underneath me and his erection was poking at me, begging for entrance.
“Do you have something to say to me?” he asked as his hands ran up my stomach and started thumbing my nipples. Oh fuck yes, I did!
“Yes, what’s for breakfast?”
Jett pinched my nipple, making me squeal in pleasure and laugh.
“Okay.” I smiled and laughed. “I’m here to submit to you.”
“Ride me then, little one.”
I didn’t have to be asked twice. I backed up and turned around so my back was to him now. If I was going to ride him, I was going to ride him right. He must have appreciated my spin of his demand because he groaned and started massaging my ass as I positioned myself. I stroked his cock a couple of times and then sat up on my knees and slammed down hard on his erection. We both moaned together as friction started to build between us.
“Your ass is so perfect,” he said as I placed my hands on his thighs, bent over and started pumping up and down so he got a great view of what he just claimed was perfection.
“Oh, Jett. Oh fuck, this feels so good.”
He didn’t respond, instead he grunted some more and started matching my thrusts. Not being able to hold myself up in the position that I was in anymore, I sat up and arched my back so my hands were now balancing behind me. My tits were in the air as I continued to work Jett’s cock.
In the midst of pleasure, I heard my door fly open, startling both Jett and I and that’s when I saw Kace.
“Ah, fucking Christ!” He threw his hands up as I screamed and Jett yelled.
“What the fuck, get out of here!”
Jett was like a fucking naked ninja as he grabbed a hold of me, flipped me off his dick and covered me up so fast I wasn’t sure if Kace even saw anything.
He was shielding his eyes with his arm as he held up his other hand in apology.
“Jesus, I didn’t fucking know you were in here,” Kace said as he tried to back out of the room.
Jett was out of bed and putting his pants on in no time as he walked toward Kace.
“What the fuck are you doing barging in her room like that? What if she was getting dressed, fuckhead?”
“She’s late for practice!” Kace spat back as he straightened his posture and averted his eyes from the bed. In an instant, Kace grew defensive as Jett charged after him. Sparks started to fly between them and the testosterone in the room grew thick.
“That doesn’t give you the right to come running in here. It’s called knocking.” Jett pushed Kace into the door.
Oh fuck. Rage poured through Kace’s eyes as he charged after Jett. I was out of bed in no time with the sheet wrapped around my body trying to break up the fight. As I went to stop them, I tripped on my sheet and flung forward so I slid right between them with my hands out as if I was trying to slide into second base. A loud thump and grunt escaped me while I landed on the ground, nipples first.
“Jesus!” Jett shouted as he bent down and gathered my blankets to cover me up and then picked me up. He held me in his arms as he looked at Kace. “This is your one and final warning, don’t you ever come fucking charging in here again. This is not your room.”
Kace got right in Jett’s face and spoke so close that I could smell the fresh soap of his shower coming off his body. I wouldn’t mind a Goldie sandwich right about now with these two men. Holy hell, that would be hot.
“Just because your relationship with Goldie is different now doesn’t mean she can let the other girls down.”
“Put me down, Jett. He’s right,” I said as I started to feel guilty. I shouldn’t let the girls down just because I was fucking the boss. Well, more than fucking.
“No, I will not put you down,” Jett retorted. “I will not fucking stand for the way he’s treating you right now.”
“Oh fuck off,” Kace said as he spun around and headed out the door. Before he left, he turned back around and said, “You know I’m happy for you two but, Jett, there has to be a line. If Lo is going to be a Jett Girl, then you are going to have to treat her like one.”
Jett was silent for a second as he pondered what Kace was saying.
“Well, then she’s no longer a Jett Girl.”
“What?!” Both Kace and I said together.
I tried to wiggle out of his grasp but Jett wouldn’t let me go.
“She’s no longer a Jett Girl, simple as that.”
Kace threw his hands up in the air and said, “Whatever,” and took off down the hallway, leaving me with the very overbearing Mr. Colby.
“Put me down.” I scrambled until he finally set me down. He shut the door and stood in front of it with his arms crossed.
I told myself not to get distracted by the way his muscles were flexing right in front of me or the way his angry stare was fucking hotter than hell.
“You can’t be serious,” I said as I gathered my sheet and threw it on the bed. I walked into my closet and threw on some lingerie and a shirt, then went to the bathroom where I started brushing out the rat’s nest that was my hair.
Standing in the doorway, Jett crossed his arms again and observed me.
“I’m dead serious. Your show days are over.”
“No, they’re fucking not,” I spat back.
Jett came up behind me and looked at me in the mirror, bringing up the memories of last night but I pushed them back and didn’t let them distract me. Point, Goldie!
Lifting his hand to touch my necklace, he said, “The moment I put this on you meant that you are for me and me only. That means no more showing your body off for members, no more strutting your stuff and no more fucking lap dances.”
“You’re insane!” I threw my hands up in defense and then spun around to look at him, hair brush hanging out of my hair. “What if I don’t want to wear this anymore?” I went to reach to the back to unclasp the necklace when Jett grabbed my hands and spun me against the bathroom wall.
His face was inches from mine as he spoke to me. “This is not a fucking game to me so don’t turn it into one. If you take that necklace off, then it means we are over, completely finished. I will not have you using that as a scare tactic, do you hear me?”
I nodded and gulped at the same time.
Taking a chance I said, “Jett, I want to be honest with you so I’m going to tell you something you probably don’t want to hear,” I repeated his words from earlier, he understood the honesty we were trying to show each other. “You’re being a possessive ass right now.”
His head pulled away from my words. I tried not to laugh at the confused look he was giving me.
“Just because there is something between us doesn’t mean you can control my entire life. I want to be up on stage, I want to be a team with the girls, it makes me happy.”
“But I don’t want…” I placed my hand over his mouth and stopped him from talking.
“I understand that you don’t want other men seeing me, I get that but what if we compromise?” His eyebrow lifted in question but he didn’t start yelling so I continued, “What if I take out all lap dances, save those only for you.” I winked at him and continued, “And what if I wore more tasteful lingerie like Francy? Stuff that’s not as revealing. Would that be okay?”
The tightness of his jaw and the tick of it that was going off like a firecracker had me nervous but he finally succumbed and said, “Fine, but absolutely no lap dances, that’s non-negotiable.”
“That’s fine,” I said while hope sprang through me.
“Fine, but I don’t like it.”
“I know.” I patted his face and kissed him on the lips. “But just think how great the sex will be after a presentation?”
I walked toward the door, to join the girls, when Jett stopped me and said, “The sex will always be great, little one.”
If the girls weren’t waiting on me, I would be jumping Jett’s bones right now. The man was too damn sexy, it was hard to pry myself away, but I did with a kiss blown in his direction and my best hip swag to leave him begging for more. When I glanced over my shoulder, I saw Jett running his hands through his hair as he paced my room. Job well done.
***
When I went to the Toulouse Room to join practice, it was empty so I took the chance and went back to Kace’s room to apologize and tell him the new restrictions on my Jett Girl contract.
Like usual, the hallway to his room was dark and creepy so I walked down it as quickly as possible. When I reached his room, I knocked twice and waited. I could hear him shifting around and then he called out, “Come in.”
I walked in and saw Kace sitting in a chair with his legs propped up on the window sill. There was a guitar in his hands and he continued to look out the window as I walked in. When did he start playing the guitar? God, his sex appeal was at death con one level. Well, I would give him two, Jett was at one now that he introduced me to his panty-melting smile.
“Hi, Kace.”
I wouldn’t have thought he was affected by my presence since he didn’t turn around from the sound of my voice but I did notice a slight stiffness in his shoulders when I broke the silence.
“What do you want, Lo?”
“I wanted to tell you—”
“Oh shit, Kace, I almost forgot my…” Pepper’s voice trailed off as she entered from the hallway and saw me standing in the middle of Kace’s room.
Kace stood up instantly and looked at Pepper with a death glare.
“Uh, sorry. Didn’t know you were in here, Lo.”
“Just talking to Kace about my new provisions.”
“Cool,” Pepper said as she nodded and looked around, avoiding eye contact, just like Kace.
Umm…this was awkward.
“Do you need to talk to Kace?” I asked as I started to walk toward the door.
“No, uh, I can just, um come back later,” Pepper said as she continued to look around.
Her wandering eyes were driving me crazy so I looked around too. What was going on?
Realization hit me when I saw Pepper’s purse on Kace’s nightstand with her Jett Girl lingerie sticking out of it and next to the nightstand were three opened condom wrappers.
“Oh my God!” I shouted as Kace’s hand flung around my mouth and Pepper grabbed her purse and headed for the door.
“I’ll take care of this,” Kace said as Pepper nodded and ran out the door, closing it behind her.
I tore myself away from Kace and looked at the guilty expression on his face.
“What. The. Fuck?”
Running his hands through his hair, he said, “It isn’t what it looks like.”
“Oh, is that right? Well, it looked like you fucked Pepper three ways to dawn, am I wrong?”
