Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
His mouth gapes open. “B-But…Ren! You can’t do this to me! You’ll ruin me.”
Ignoring him, I grip Nat’s face in my hands, tilting her head up. “What do you want me to do, baby?”
She smiles up at me. “I don’t want him anywhere near you or me.”
“Done,” I say and then lift a brow for her to continue.
“I want to save this information for a rainy day. Right now, it doesn’t change the outcome. Kate’s still dead.” Her bottom lip wobbles slightly. “But, it will keep his ass on a short leash—one we’ll be holding.”
“This is ridiculous,” William snarls.
I pin him with a hard glare. “I want you to get the hell out of Hush, William. You’re not welcome here anymore. Consider yourself officially banned. And if I ever find out you so much as consider putting your hand around another person’s throat, I will destroy you. This recording will be anonymously sent to every news outlet and the police. Are we clear?”
“This is blackmail,” he bites back. “You can go to jail for that.”
“Are we playing chicken now?” I ask, gripping Nat’s shoulders to move her aside so I can walk over to where William sits on the bed. I snag the front of his dress shirt and haul him to his feet so we’re face-to-face. “Let’s play, motherfucker. We’ll see who’s the goddamn chicken.”
His eyes widen with fear. Good. Let him be scared of me. My blackmailing him will pale in comparison with him hiding his own truths from the world. I know this dick. I’ve known him for a long time. He’s a pussy and will fold.
“Fine,” he snaps. “Just leave me the hell alone.”
He grabs his tie from the floor and storms off. As soon as he’s gone, I pick up Nat’s smashed phone and frown. “I’m sorry about this,” I tell her, turning to look at her.
Before I get a chance to say another word, she flies into my arms, knocking me against the wall behind me. Her fingers dive into my hair as her lips crash to mine. She locks her legs around my waist, hooking herself to me like a monkey on a tree. I kiss her deeply and desperately. I’ve missed her. This. Us. I miss the way she makes my heart beat faster and my cock throb harder. I miss her voice and her taste and her motherfucking scent. Barely, I manage to lock the door. I’m about to rip off her shirt when I remember the cameras.
“Wait,” I growl, nodding my head over to the wall. “We’re being watched.”
“By the receptionist?”
“For now, but there are people who pay to watch others. Voyeurism is a kink here at Hush. I’ll have Jonas crop out the confession,” I assure her. “And this, too. I just want you to know Jonas may get an eyeful.”
“What happens if you don’t crop this out?” she murmurs, sliding to her feet and stepping back. She pulls her hoodie up over her head before dropping it. Her white bra glows under the blue lights.
“Then those paying customers will see,” I growl, my dick turning to stone.
“Will they see this?” she murmurs, undoing her bra from the back and dropping it to the floor. Her full tits are on full display. Fucking. Naughty. Girl.
I rip off my Henley and toss it away. “They’ll see the way I fuck you so hard you scream.” I unbuckle my jeans and send them to the floor before palming my aching cock through my boxers. “They’ll see how hard I get from just looking at you.”
She bites on her bottom lip, feigning innocence. But lust burning in her eyes gives away her true intent. She’s a kinky girl. Natasha is every bit into this as I am. “Will they see how wet you make me?” she purrs, pushing down her jeans and panties. I lick my lips when she kicks off her shoes and steps out of her clothes. In nothing but her socks, she looks good enough to eat.
I shove down my boxers and step out of my own clothes and shoes. Prowling toward her, I love the gleam of wickedness in her eyes. I snag an arm around her waist before throwing us onto the bed together. Our mouths meet in a heated frenzy. Fuck, I’ve missed her so bad. She whimpers when I rub against her clit, desperate to be inside her.
“Ren,” she moans. “Stop teasing me.”
“Tell me you’re sorry,” I tease. “Tell me you’re sorry for denying me what we both want.” I slightly press the tip of my dick against her slick opening. “Tell me, Nat, and I’ll give you what you’re begging for.”
“I’m sorry,” she breathes. “I’m sorry for denying us. We’re good together. So good.”
Grinning, I drive into her with one hard thrust that makes her scream. I nip at her lip and tweak her nipple with my fingers as I grind into her. We wiggle ourselves into an angle that has me rubbing against her clit as I rock and circle my hips. My piercing rubs her in just the right way because she claws at me each time I hit the good spots. It feels fucking amazing being with her. Her cunt is wet and hot and tight as hell. Each time I pull out, it seems to suck me back into her.