Page 39 of Cruel Possession
It sends my heart racing, pussy pulsing, as he presses the flat of the blade against it, careful not to cut me.
Aiden pulls it away, holding it up to the light, the blade glistening with my arousal. “So, you do want to play, don’t you?”
“Screw you.”
He takes the knife and puts it in a cabinet on the other side of the room. “Now that’s out of the way, what do you say we get to the real fun?”
“I’m not telling you shit, and we both know it, so why don’t you go lock me in my little cell?”
He clicks his tongue, standing at the foot of the bed, staring down at my soaking wet pussy. “Why would I do that when you’ve proven how much you like to leave?”
“Must be a shame that you can’t trust your sister-in-law, isn’t it?” I mock him, tone taunting him, pushing for weak spots in the icy demeanor he keeps close around him.
“It would be, but there are ways of dealing with her.”
“You keep your fucking hands away from Gia.”
Aiden draws close to the side of the bed once more, his fingers dipping down between my legs, circling my clit. “Careful, Zoe, I’m going to know exactly how to hurt you if you keep talking to me like that.”
“Your siblings aren’t your weakness?” I scoff, but it turns into a low moan as he presses harder against the bundle of nerves.
“No. I would kill them if it meant saving myself.” His fingers slip inside me, pressing against the spot he knows has my toes curling, pushing me closer to the edge of an orgasm even though he’s barely touching me.
I want his body on mine, but I’m not about to admit that to him.
“Why would Logan be picking up a package today?” Aiden pulls his fingers out and smacks my pussy hard, making me whimper with a mix of pain and pleasure.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He smacks me again. “Wrong answer. You have to know something about it since it’s your orders your people would be acting under. So, we’re going to try this again. Why would Logan be picking up a package from a brownstone and scurrying down to the subway like the rat he is?”
Because he’s up to something.
That much is clear. If there was any single person making a move while I was missing, it would be Logan. As soon as I get out of this, I’m going to go find him and kill him myself. Finish the job the Lyndes should’ve started.
Aiden pinches my clit hard before rolling it between his fingers, an orgasm building at the way he handles my body. “What was Logan up to?”
My mind whirls with possibilities, but each one comes to a dead end. “I don’t know what he’s doing or why. If he’s lurking around, it’s not on my orders.”
Aiden studies me for a moment before his fingers slip back inside me.
His thumb brushes against my clit with every thrust.
My pussy aches as it wraps tighter around him.
I try to move my hips in time with the rocking of his fingers, but it’s hard to do while being tied to the bed.
And that only makes my pussy slicker.
“Good girl.” He crooks his fingers against the spot again, pushing me closer to the edge of an orgasm. “I think you’retelling the truth right now. Who knew all it would take would be the promise of an orgasm?”
I scowl up at him, but my back arches when he drives deeper into me.
“If you’re not the one who told him to go get the package?—”
“How would I when you’ve had me locked up for what feels like weeks?” I roll my eyes, biting down on a little whine when he pulls his fingers out of me again.
“You and I both know you’re the kind of person to set up contingency plans.” He smirks down at me, his eyes filled with lust, the bulge in his pants getting bigger. “What plans do you have set in place?”
