She shakes her head.
“Who thefuckare you?!” I burst, my voice causing her to jump.
She’s pale, fragile, and weak, and mumbles when she finally speaks. “You already know who I am. Obviously.”
“So much fucking attitude.” I step forward, looming over her just to see if she’ll back up, cower.
But she doesn’t. She looks…defeated.
And for some reason, that makes my dick rock hard.
“I didn’t plan on…you.” Her voice wavers.
I laugh, a dry, dead sound. “Bullshit. You knew who I was. And you did what you did, to get close, because you knew you could. That’s fucking low, Jenna.”
She looks up then, eyes bright and cold. “I had plans. I had one for searching for Cade, but it wasn’t good. It wasn’t a good plan.” She breaks into sobs. “I’m not smart enough to do this. I never was. And so, I never had a plan for… this.” She gestures between us, like the air itself is diseased.
Is she fucking with me? Trying to pull at my heartstrings?
I reach into my belt and pull my Glock out. I cock the hammer and lift it. “You lied.”
She doesn’t look away from me, even with tears streaking down her face. “I thinkyoulie to everyone, Cal.”
“I didn’t lie to you. I fucking wanted you.”
Her voice is flat, but I hear it crack. “You would’ve lied to me, just like you lie to Molly. I don’t know what you do out here, but I don’t think you help people. I think youusethem.”
I grip the gun harder, anger searing through my chest. “You used my daughter to get close to me. Youusedher.”
She shrugs. “Yeah, I did, but she’s a really smart young woman.”
“You failed her on purpose.”
“Yeah.”
I see red. I see alotof fucking red.
“Get on your knees,” I grit out. “Now.”
Jenna blinks a couple of times, tears slipping down her face. But still she complies, wincing as she does.
I lift the gun, and then shift, undoing my belt. Her eyes widen, following my movements as I pull my dick out, fully erect. “Open your goddamn mouth.”
Her brows raise. “Um…”
“Did I stutter?” I bark.
Her expression flickers with something as she leans forward, running her tongue around the head of my cock. She lets out a light moan as she sucks on my head, gently drawing it out.
“Deeper, Little Liar.Deeper.”
She obeys, and I drop my arm, the gun going slack. I fist her blonde hair, and then shove my cock down her throat, gagging her. I hold it, as she struggles.
“You fucked with me,” I growl, and then release her.
She gasps for air and glares up at me, saliva rolling down her chin. “You’re an asshole.”
I grin, tipping her head back. “And you’re manipulative, little fucking whore.” I spit then, and she winces, squeezing her eyes shut and then opening them again.
