Page 11 of Hide From Me

I chuckled at the idea that I could ask if that was a gun in his pocket, but I knew better. I knew so much better than to ask a Spector anything. Or ask about something this impressive. I didn’t need to ruin this moment.

“What would you do, Rylee? Would you still let a man touch you like this?”

He slid his finger through my folders, grazing my clit on his way down to my entrance before he trailed back up.

My voice trembled, but I wasn’t afraid.

“I don’t know.”

He chuckled low and almost threatening, like he knew a secret that would break me.

“You don’t know?”

He played at my clit this time as his hand tightened just this side of uncomfortable around my neck, and fuck was I here for this show.

“I—”

I was cut off by my moan as I tried to bite it back.

“Shh, wouldn’t want anyone to hear you. You do as I ask, and I will open up doors for you. I will show you more money than you can dream of.”

I didn’t think I actually cared about any of that, but fuck if his fingers weren’t magic, and I was starting to want to buy into their dark promise.

I held out my hands, gripping at the wall as his finger put a little more pressure against my sensitive nub. His fingers slid down my slit, over my entrance again, before coming back up to play again and again. Heat pooled low in my belly as the invisiblecoil of desire and need tightened a little more with every flick, graze, and caress of his fingers.

“God, please. Tell me- tell me I found you.” I was begging, panting, pleading for it to be him.

“I believe I found you, little blossom. Where you shouldn’t be.”

His fingers pressed hard against my clit in one strong stroke, and I shattered. His hand covered my mouth as I tried to stifle my own cry of release.

What the ever-loving fuck had just happened?

My breathing tried to return to normal, but the orgasm wasn’t the only thing making it skip and patter away.

I’d finally found him.

FOUR

cas

I hadn’t plannedto finger fuck Rylee in the middle of my show, but the second I saw her. Well, hell. I lost all logical thought.

“So, Rylee. Let me ask you again. What if I wasn’t Cas? Would I have to kill another man for touching you?”

Her body shuddered against me. She was still coming from my little game. Fuck, that hadn’t been the plan at all. I would get what was mine soon enough, but here? So we were hidden away enough, but if even one single person had heard her keening cries, I would have to kill them, and that was really bad for business.

“I know it’s you. I just…” she was still trying to breathe. “I just wanted to hear you say it.”

I slipped my fingers from between her thighs, pressing my cock against her ass for good measure. I turned her around, letting her see me. Or at least what everyone else got to see with the mask on. She knew though. I saw that look. She’d known me without seeing anything else but my eyes. At least I knew the infatuation hadn’t been in my head all these years. I protected her and saved her for me. All these years, I just needed to know when she was ready.

I could wait if I had to, but right now? With this sheer dress barely separating us, her fucking cleavage on fucking display? I leaned in and claimed her beautiful mouth. I just needed a taste. But as she kissed me back, my tongue stole more and more, pressing against her mouth, letting me in. Her tongue danced with mine.

Someone cleared their throat.

“Hey, uh, boss, we need to start the sale.”

Fucking hell. I pulled away, pulling her bottom lip gently between my teeth as I did so.