“If you think that’s all you are to any of us, then you’re drinking the Kool-Aid. I promise, Tori, you are everything,” he says so quietly that I’m certain the camera in here won’t be able to pick it up. Goosebumps erupt on my bare arms, and I cross them so he can’t see how much his words affect me. “Now let’s give the cameras a good show.”
I frown, but before I can respond, he lifts me up, pinning me against the wall of the elevator, and kisses me hard. I’m so shocked, I don’t do anything for a moment before letting out a moan, wrapping my legs around him, and digging my hands into his hair.
His tongue tangles with mine, a messy kiss driven by lust and no small amount of desperation. He pulls away, and my head falls back against the wall as he places nibbling kisses down my neck.
“I installed an app on your phone,” he whispers between kisses as one of his hands slides under my tank top, and he palms my braless breast as he grinds his cock against my core.
I groan as a delicious wave of pressure rockets through me. He continues to talk around kisses and sensual gropes. His hand drifts down from my breast and slides into my leggings, a finger brushing over my clit.
“It would be too suspicious to turn the cameras on a loop every night, so when you need them to turn off, use the app, then turn it back on once you’ve done whatever you don’t want seen.”
I mutter something incomprehensible. I’m not sure if I’m praising Jesus or responding to what he’s saying, since my mind is so fogged with lust, and I can’t quite get a grip on my thoughts.
He chuckles but removes his hand from my pants and lowers me to the floor. I blink and shake my head, completely disoriented from everything he just did to me, but I realize the door is open and probably has been for a while.
“Have a good night.” He winks at me and backs out of the elevator with a grin.
“What the hell?” I yell at him, as he spins and moves down the corridor in the direction of his room.
“That’s for leaving me out of this afternoon’s fun,” he calls over his shoulder. “Sleep well.” I hear his laughter drift down the corridor, and I growl and stomp my foot.
“You suck!” I yell childishly, and he turns and winks.
“You have no idea.” He disappears into his room, and now I have visions of him doing all kinds of sucking, but then I finally come to my senses.
“Bad Tori,” I mutter as I hurry toward my own room. “When did you become a slave to your pussy? Get your shit together.”
I brush my teeth and climb into bed, but the ache he stirred remains. I clench my thighs together to ease it, but it doesn’t work. I turn my head and look at my bedside table. Sage put some fun toys in there for us to use together, but we hadn’t really gotten around to it. I could use one and take care of my ache, but the thought of using them without him makes me sad, and the burn fades.
Sighing, I set the alarm on my phone, taking note of the new app Colton mentioned before rolling over and getting a few needed hours of rest.
When my alarm goes off, I reach out and turn it off before rolling onto my back to check if it woke Xavier, but to my surprise, he isn’t in bed next to me. I look at the illuminated screen to check the time. It’s one, exactly like I planned. I wonder what he could be doing that is keeping him out so late. I bite my lip, considering my options. If I leave now and he returns before I do, he’s going to know. That wasn’t my plan. I was going to make him a nightcap and lace it with some sleeping pills so he wouldn’t be disturbed when I snuck out, but that’s out of the question now.
I’m just going to have to take the chance and hope he truly is on my side and won’t out me to Mario. I press the button on the app which will loop the cameras, and then I climb out of bed. I dress myself in black leather pants and a black long-sleeved top. In my closet, I program the number into my safe and pull out my gun. Mario was an idiot if he thought he had taken my only one. I pull on a shoulder holster and stick it in there, and then I shove a couple of knives into the built-in pockets of my pants. I tug on a pair of heavy-duty combat boots and tuck my hair into a beanie. I am completely covered except my hands and face. I grab a pair of gloves and shove them in the pocket of my jacket, which I pull on over my gear. Zipping it up, I move out of the closet, leaving my phone on the bedside table. I don’t need anyone tracking me tonight.
I creep toward the library, but a muffled sound has me freezing and turning my head. The door to Tristan’s room is open a crack, and I can hear a muffled groan coming from it. Awave of anger and jealousy washes over me, and I reach for one of my knives, sliding it out of the pocket and palming it in my hand as I creep closer. If that asshole fucked me this afternoon then caved to Stacey’s advances this evening, I am going to cut off his balls and use them as a keychain.
As I get closer, however, I can hear clearer. “God, Tris, you take my cock so well. Your ass feels so tight.” I hear Xavier groan, and it occurs to me why he wasn’t in my bed. He’s in his boyfriend’s bed. There’s a slapping sound as palm hits flesh. “I wonder if it’s as tight as my wife’s pussy felt,” he growls, and Tristan whimpers.
“I’m sorry I fucked your wife.”
“You should be. I wanted us to fuck her together. You didn’t wait. You were a bad boy, and you will be punished.”
Holy fuck. I desperately want to open the door a little wider so I can watch, but I don’t want them to know I’m leaving.
“It was Vienna’s fault,” Tristan cries out as I hear the sound of another smack.
“She will be punished too, so will Colton, who had my wife’s pussy dripping all over his hand earlier. How do you think it looks when all of you have gotten your hands on her, but I haven’t?” He sounds angry, and he grunts before Tristan moans even louder. “Mario threatened Addi again tonight. If he doesn’t have video of me fucking her by tomorrow, then he’s going to let that bitch play her sick games with her. We’ve come so far, we can’t let that happen.”
Xavier sounds angry and desperate. I wonder who the bitch is. Probably the nanny Penny told me about.
“Fuck that,” Tristan snarls angrily. “No one touches our baby. Just tell Tori, she won’t want anything to happen to Addi.”
“I don’t want her to fuck me out of pity. I want her to fuck me because she wants to,” Xavier growls, “but first, I need to take some of my anger out on you so I don’t hurt her.”
I hear Tristan scoff between pants. “Please, Tori is one kinky bitch. I bet she’d love to secretly be punished by you. Always in control, always the one making the decisions. I bet it would be a relief to just let go for a change. She’s wound so fucking tight, she probably needs a little dominant loving in her life. I bet she’d purr like a kitten for you.”
I step back and scowl at the mostly closed door. I don’t have a submissive bone in my body. He can keep his dom shit to himself. I turn and hurry to the library, knowing Xavier is going to discover I’m gone, but there is nothing I can do about it now. I have to meet the others. When I enter the secret room, I grab the burner phone I previously used and a couple of mags for my gun, tucking them into a pocket of my jacket. Next, I press the keycode into the door I hadn’t shown the others. I didn’t want them to know that there is a way out without anyone knowing. It swings back, and I enter the small alcove, pulling it closed behind me and hearing it click shut. I climb into the hole in the wall and brace myself as I push off. The slide is smooth and fast, and I must hold my breath the whole way, because when I reach the bottom, a rush of air escapes my lungs when I land in the foam pit. Taking a moment to steady my racing heart, I wade through the foam and climb out of the pit. Instead of heading straight to the tunnel, which will merge with the main one, I walk toward the wall and enter the code into the panel again, and a small hatch opens, allowing me to enter the back of Sage’s grow house. The smell of weed, stale water, and decay hits my nostrils all at once, and I wrinkle it. Sage would be so fucking upset if he smelled that. Up until a couple of days ago, his helpers have been coming in to look after his plants, but I’m betting Suzy and Ben gave them a heads-up to go into hiding like the rest of our crew.
