Page 141 of Replay
Did Alle know about this?
Maybe.Maybe not.
The marks he’d left on her arse with the spatula had been black and crimson this morning.He’d been enraptured.For a second he was back with her, teasing her awake with long slow licks.Then braced above her, sliding with care into the wet heat between her thighs.
“It’s sick, man.”Flynn edged closer.“The bruises she has… fucking hell!They churned my stomach.What sort of perverted monster does that to a woman?”
This one.
Flynn was drunk on his own righteous indignation.If Spook sprang now, he could land a blow straight to Flynn’s unguarded stomach, leapfrog the bugger, and make an escape having pre-empted the attack and the inevitable fall out.
Downside, it’d mean throwing the first punch, proving he was the violent psychopath he’d been spun as.
Basically, he was up shit creek, and he still had to locate Alle.Flynn had obviously seen her in order for him to have wound up with her phone.
“Where’s Alle?”
“Well out of your way.You won’t be seeing her again.Marshall had the measure of you right away.Can’t believe I actually doubted him.”
Marshall didn’t have the measure of anyone, just an agenda that involved shit-stirring and feeding members of his own family to the dogs.He certainly didn’t give a damn about his sister.“Your brother’s an absolute hack, and he knows shit about anything.”
“Right, ‘cause you don’t beat women.The marks on my sister say otherwise.”Flynn proved himself more hot-headed than Spook had anticipated.He charged, and landed a blow, with some sort of metal rod he’d picked up, across the centre of Spook’s jaw.It created a wave of artillery fire in his ear.
Fucking brothers.He hated them.When would he learn?Only women without brothers should ever feature on his date list.Not that he had a dating list, and even that probably wouldn’t save him.Any sibling-less woman he fell for would inevitably wind up having an overprotective uncle, or a boxing champion best mate, or a work colleague with a knight in shining armour complex.
That’s why you gave up women, remember?
With all too crystal clear clarity at the minute.Not that he was about to cut Alle out of his life.She’d chosen to be with him.
“I’ve done nothing to her that she hasn’t begged for.”He spat out flecks of blood.A couple of his teeth felt loose inside his gums, and the throb on that side of his face made his words slur.
“That’s your defence?”Flynn growled, aggressively showing his teeth.
“It’s not a defence.It’s reality.Did you bother to talk to her, or just jump to conclusions?”
“I’ve eyes and a brain.I didn’t need to talk.”Flynn’s fists were tucked up to his chin, already geared up for another strike, the metal bar still clasped tightly.
“She enjoys pain, you dumbwit.”
Now probably wasn’t the time to point that out.No one wanted to admit their relative was a deviant.His sisters still denied he was one despite all the evidence to the contrary.He might not have assaulted Siv in the manner she’d accused him of, but he had belted her enough so that she couldn’t sit down on more than one occasion.
“She looks like she’s been in a fucking car crash.”
Not true.The marks were localised.Only on her butt and the backs of her thighs.They weren’t anywhere anyone would usually see.Had Alle told him about them?Had she begun to doubt?
Flynn grabbed hold of his clothing and jerked him sideways.Then he aimed low, over telegraphing it, so that Spook had plenty of time to side-step.That only increased his rage.He made a second swing.This time his knuckles glanced off the ridge of Spook’s nose, and slammed into his eye socket.
Dammit.Spook lurched back on his heels.SorryAlle,but your brother’s a halfwit.I really tried to avoid this.
He didn’t fight.Not as a rule.Just like he didn’t get drunk, as a rule.Or have sex, as a rule.Or screw his best mate, or strike the tender flesh of a woman’s thighs, even though all of those things were pleasures he savoured.The latter, especially, had the power to run a thousand-volt thrill through him.
“I’m not just going to stop you, I’m gonna give you a taste of your own shit,” Flynn cawed.“You sick dirty fucker.”He hurled his weight into the next attack, which drove them both into the side of the nearest container.The metal echoed dully as they crashed against its outside wall.
You fucking beast.
You filthy piece of shit.
Scream, bastard.I want to hear exactly how much it hurts.
