Page 22 of Cutthroat

“I didn’t realize I locked the door when I came in here. But I’m glad I did lock it because you almost caught me in the middle of my favorite guilty pleasure,”

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” Jermaine asked as he licked his lips seductively.

“Online shopping with your credit card,” Eden laughed as she held up her phone screen showing the Louis Vuitton website. “I spoke with Eve while you were talking to Harold. She wanted me to come over, but I told her, I’d have to do a rain check. I’m not feeling the best,” Eden said as she pulled on a T-shirt and climbed on the couch.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m just tired. With all the flights I’ve had to take for work for the International Offices, I’m just drained. Go get Harold. I’ll be here when you get back,” Eden said as she grabbed the remote.

“Call me if you need anything,” Jermaine shouted over his shoulder as he quickly walked out the door.

“What the fuck are you doing? You just got your wife back about ninety days ago. Think with your big head,” His brain said as he got behind the wheel of his wife’s second car.

He wanted to listen, but try as he might, he couldn’t. He couldn’t go back in the house to the woman he chose to love, honor, and obey and he couldn’t turn Envy down either.

“Stupid! Stupid!” He said as he slapped the steering wheel. Thoughts of the conversation he and Eden had before she came back home played in his head.

“Do I have to worry about you and Envy again? I-”

“No Eden. I put that on mama. That was a mistake, and it’ll never happen again,”

Three months ago, when he said those words, he meant them with every fiber of his being. But today, as he read Envy’s location, he knew his words were a blatant lie. As grim as it sounded, he was glad that his brother was dead, so Eden couldn’t seek revenge.

Envy spotted Jermaine behind the wheel of Eden’s Grand Wagoneer and wanted to burst into laughter. She sprayed a healthy amount of perfume on just to make sure the scent lingered in the car.

“You should really win husband of the year. Why are you driving her Jeep, instead of yours?” Envy asked quizzically.

The question made him nauseous. Trifling dudes did shit like this. He was wrong and he knew it. But sadly, he didn’t care enough to leave.

“Because I knew she wouldn’t think I was doing anything suspicious with her car,” Jermaine said and instantly felt like shit.

Envy threw her head back and laughed. “That’s how I know I’m worth the risk. You took your wife’s car, so she wouldn’t be suspicious, of you having sex with her sister,”

Jermaine dropped his head in shame. Envy was right. That is exactly what he did. So many different emotions swirled through him. But lust was still the strongest. As he looked down at Envy’s Lime Green Toenail Polish, blood drained from his head and shot to his dick.

“Since you’re on a curfew, let’s get to it. I didn’t come for the small talk. I came for the orgasm,” Envy said as she climbed to the third-row seat and spread her legs. Jermaine was right behind her.

He didn’t say a word as he dived headfirst in between her legs. In all the time they had been sneaking around he had never performed oral sex on her, but now, seeing how wet she was, how good she smelled and the bright green polish on her toes, he was turned on some much that he couldn’t contain himself.

“I didn’t come here for your tongue. Save the foreplay for your wife,” Envy said as she mushed Jermaine’s head disrespectfully.

Ironically, the disrespect turned him on even more. Sliding his condomless dick into Envy’s semi-tight hole. Jermaine closed his eyes and hissed.

“Damn, I missed this!” Jermaine growled as he drilled into Envy as if she were paying him. He was so caught up that he sucked her toes like she was his wife.

CHECK ADDITIONAL WEIGHT IN REAR SEAT

“Why would he put the suitcases on my back seat? Use the trunk,” Eden said when the rear seat notification came to her phone from the Wagoneer app.

Jermaine rarely drove this vehicle, so he had no way of knowing that the rear seats were weight activated. He also had no way of knowing that in the rearview mirror was also an interior camera that could be viewed via the Wagoneer App. Logging into the app, Eden’s jaw tightened when she saw the additional weight in her rear seat was not his coworkers luggage, but her husband going to pound town on her sister.

CHAPTER 11

“As soon as I cum, I come to my senses,”Jermaine recited Lil’ Wayne’s ad lib as he stood in the restroom of the Hess gas station. Post nut clarity instantly made him regret his choices. All he could do was look down and shake his head. He didn’t even want to look in the mirror. Looking at himself in the face was too hard at the moment.

This was a new low for him. Mainly because it was unnecessary. Eden had already caught him, Envy had no more leverage. Yet when she called, he went running. Jermaine knew the act of betrayal that he committed was wrong, but if he ever doubted it, what he was doing right now confirmed it.

He stood in the public restroom washing his stomach and groin with Safeguard Antibacterial soap and hard brown paper towel like a whore. He was a man; he had never taken a hoe bath before. But there was a first time for everything, and this time was necessary. There was no way he could go home to his wife smelling like another woman.

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