Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Who says life ends at thirty? At forty, I was having the best sex of my life and had never felt so alive. I’ve always enjoyed sex with my husband, don’t get me wrong, but this was like a new lover with a new toy. I never thought I’d like seeing myself in that light but I was wrong.
I loved the way he handled me, not like spun glass or something precious he had to handle with care. Not like the well-bred daughter of an elite family. He fucked me like a woman, a cherished and desired woman.
“Should I cum inside you again?” I nodded my head wildly, loving the feeling of taking a chance. We’d been using condoms for years since I was allergic to birth control, but in the last few months, we’d been playing Russian roulette with my womb.
“Cum in me.” I know how that drives him crazy and now was no different. He growled and hastened his strokes fast enough to knock the bed into the wall over and over again until we both came screaming together.
CHAPTER 8
I had one eye on my bedroom camera, making sure Mark was still asleep and not reaching for me as he’s prone to and the other on the recording from Jessica’s apartment. Once they were over the hurdle of what he was doing there since she wasn’t the one to invite him, I was able to breathe easily.
I was a bit worried about that, but when he showed up, she was just happy to see someone. So there was no ‘What are you doing here?’ from her, just a look of surprise followed quickly by a smile. “You came.”
“You knew I would. What the hell is that smell?”
“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”
“No wonder you’re losing your mind. Why don’t you open the windows?”
“I tried, they’re nailed shut.”
“Nailed shut? That doesn’t sound right.” He walked over and tried opening the windows, which I had already taken care of.
“So, what is it that you want? You know I can’t be here. No one can see us together, you know that.”
“I know, but I can’t stay here; this is driving me crazy.”
“But this was part of the plan, remember? We have to make it look like he set you up here.”
Oh, so that’s why her name is not on the tenant’s list.
“I don’t care, I can’t stay here. You’ve been here five minutes, and you already look like you’re about to throw up, yet you want me to stay here indefinitely.”
“There’s millions of dollars on the line, and you can’t deal with a little odor? Just think about all that money.”
“What money? Nothing is going the way you said it would.”
“It’s not my fault you can’t seduce him. I’ve given you every opportunity, and you blew them all.”
“He doesn’t seem interested.”
“All men are interested in you, babe.”
Is she really that easy? Apparently, yes, gross. I fast-forwarded through their little porn audition. Five minutes? Damn, these kids today don’t know the first thing about sex. Not to mention his dick was the size of a gorilla’s, which is about three inches. I need to wash my brain out with bleach after seeing that abomination.
Ah, here we go. I guess not many people would give a shit about a line of coke, but the meth might raise some brows. You wouldn’t know it to look at them. I’m so disappointed in our hiring team. Then again, the friend who recommended Jack is highly respected, and I can’t find any case against him, but someone has to be responsible for Jessica.
They discussed their plan, which is what I was after with my little subterfuge. It was a simple plan and one that any other man might have fallen for, but they didn’t bank on my husband being faithful. As Jack explained, we'd been married for years, and he was probably tired of me by now.
Mark was supposed to be an easy mark, and he wasn’t the first that these two had shaken down, but apparently, he was the first not to fall for her charms. I could see why. She’s beautiful, at least on the outside.
I didn’t see anything about that when I investigated her, but if it went anything like I suspect, the men she’s taken advantage of had paid to keep things hushed up. How the hell am I supposed to find them? There’s got to be a way.
“If this one fails, we’re gonna have to waste more time setting up another mark. We’re almost out of money, babe; you’ve got to make a move.”
“You have his appointments for next week, anything useful in there?”
“I’ll have to have another look when I get back to the office. I’ll text you when I have something. I’ve got to go; I don’t want to risk being seen here.”