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)
I heard the hissing sound of the snake just as the door behind me opened, and someone stood over me. Then, there was a prick in my arm, and everything went dark again.
BRITTANY
I almost jumped out of my skin when the screen went black. I’d been watching Jessica crawl around on the floor after the phone call, enjoying her fear and confusion. And then, suddenly, things went dark. What the hell happened?
I tapped on my phone as if that would bring the video back, but nothing happened, of course. I sat there for a few minutes, not sure what I should do next. Did she get to the antidote in time? Was she dead?
I’m not sure I wanted her dead. Just as I was about to go into panic overload, the image came back, but only this time she wasn’t there. I switched to the cameras in the other rooms, and nothing, poof, she was gone. “What the hell is going on?”
There was a sound at my office door, and I looked up to see my husband standing there. “Mark?”
“Come!” He opened his arms, and I ran to him on trembling legs.
“What happened? Do you know?”
“She’s not dead. But you won’t be seeing her again.”
“Where did she go? Who took her?”
“Didn’t you ask Marcus for help? What did you think was going to happen? As the former director’s daughter-in-law, they wouldn’t take chances.”
“What does all this mean? I don’t understand.”
“I’ll explain later; I just came to make sure you were okay.” He kissed my hair and wrapped his arms around me and I felt safe and loved but oh so confused.
CHAPTER 18
“Won’t you tell me anything?” I’m dying for an explanation of all I just saw, but most of all, I need to know who was on the phone. It could be some kind of voice distortion device being used, but I don’t think so. It was too clear, too human. Just too young.
“Why is there a kid involved in all this? Who…?”
“Come on, Mata Hari, that’s enough for the day.”
“But what happened? Why did the room go dark?” He ignored my questions and lifted me in his arms. I unceremoniously wrapped my arms and legs around him, suddenly turned on for no apparent reason.
“Hmm!”
“What, hmm? What does that mean?” He just smiled and kept walking until we ended up in our bedroom. I was very aware that the staff was still moving around downstairs getting dinner ready. But my senses were very heightened either by what I had just witnessed or my husband’s strange behavior.
For this reason, I didn’t complain when he let me down on my feet next to our bed or when he wordlessly unzipped and then lifted my dress off over my head. I stood still as he unhooked and removed my bra, and my pulse hastened when, instead of stripping me of my panties, he cupped my heat through them while lowering his mouth to mine.
My heart tripped and rolled in my chest as his tongue tangled with mine. The hand he placed behind my head to hold me in place only made me want to get closer. There is something revitalizing about making love when there are others around going about their business. What makes it even more so is that it’s with my husband, who seems to have found a new passion for me.
I can’t explain the craziness that has been my life these last few weeks. The highs and lows from first believing that my husband might be cheating to learning that that was not the case and then everything else that followed. It was as if my life had taken an unexpected turn, and there was nothing but excitement around every corner.
I can’t remember the last time we made love while the rest of the house was alive like this, and for some reason, that thought made me hotter than hell. So, I did something I have always been too shy to do, even with my newfound daring.
I ripped his shirt off, sending all the buttons flying, and then bit his chest hard. His chuckle only inflamed me more, and he had to help get his pants off as if he was afraid I would hurt his cock. There was a slight chance of getting it caught in the zipper because it was a bit unruly.
Since he was acting as if he knew me so well, I had to up my game. So, he wasn’t expecting the sly smile I gave him or for me to get to my knees in front of him and suck his cock into my mouth in one fell swoop.
I got my reward by his hand fisting in my hair. And the sounds he made as he fucked in and out of my mouth. Even my thoughts had become wanton as I imagined the pleasure I was giving him. Something teased at the edges of my mind, and it was as if my senses were heightened. And for a split second I was sure I was feeling what he was feeling, as if our minds had connected on another plane. It was a very profound feeling.