She started moving again and North reached around to play with her clit.
“You are really good at that,” she told him breathlessly.
“I’m good at everything I do,” North replied
Jared rolled his eyes at her. “Except being modest.”
She bit her lip so she didn’t burst into laughter.
“That is true,” North said. “Modesty is not my strength. You’re going to come again, and soon.”
“I’m so close,” Jared said panting. “Make her come before I do.”
She shook her head. That wasn’t possible. Was it?
But, damn, if North kept doing that and the way that Jared felt buried deep inside her . . . the ripples started.
She was right at the edge. A barrier began to erect itself, telling her that she shouldn’t come. That she wasn’t going to be able to come.
But then North pinched her nipple, bringing her back into the here and now and she shot over the edge.
Someone grabbed her hips in a firm grip. She wasn’t sure who. But they pulled her up and down Jared’s dick until he let out his own shout of pleasure.
Angie collapsed forward onto his chest, breathing heavily, and completely satisfied.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “Both of you. Thank you.”
“You never have to thank us, baby girl,” Jared replied. “It’s entirely our pleasure.”
54
Angie walked up to Jared’s office door, wondering if the guys were in the mood for pizza tonight. Not that she really felt like eating.
It had been three days since Rex’s head turned up.
She just couldn’t stop thinking and worrying.
Maybe she could distract herself by riding North’s cock? Would he like that? Want that?
He’d certainly enjoyed helping her ride Jared’s cock.
“Have you heard anything from Emiliano about where Beltran could be?” She heard North ask through the cracked door.
Angie wasn’t sure why, but she paused to listen. She knew it was a bad idea. But she couldn’t stop herself. There was something in the tense way that North spoke that caught her attention.
And she knew that if she walked in now, they’d stop talking. That they wouldn’t tell her what was going on. She got it. They were trying to protect her. And she liked that they took care of her.
But she should know what was going on, right?
Urgh, no.
What you should do is announce that you’re here.
She opened her mouth to do just that when they started talking again.
“Nothing concrete,” Jared said with frustration. “But killing Rex was a very direct message. He knows where I am and who works for me.”
Wait. So they knew who killed Rex?
