"What?"
Laney hung her head. "You weren't there, Priest."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I demanded. My hands shook at the idea of someone else touching Laney as I'd touched her.
"I don't want to talk about it." She stood and ducked under me, clutching her laptop to her chest.
I spun her around. "Like hell, Delaney Duvall. Who the fuck has been touching you?"
She tugged, but I refused to let her go.
"You're hurting me."
"I don't give a fuck. Answer my question."
She continued to fight against my grip, and I squeezed harder. Growing more and more angry with each passing second, I grabbed the computer from her.
"It was Moth!" she cried out.I dropped my hold on her.
"Moth?"
Flashes of that blond bastard thrusting his cock into my beautiful Laney caused my brain to short-circuit.
"Yes. Moth. The man I told you I was interested in. The whole reason I'm here. I wanted to learn about sex and now I am. He's an excellent teacher, if you must know." She reached for the computer in my hands and I gave it to her.
"Excellent?" I laughed. "Was I not good?"
"You were, but that was different. That was—"She looked down at her feet.
I stepped toward her, pressing my chest against hers. "Was what? Was Moth able to make you come over and over all night long with just this?" I raised my hand and flexed my pointer finger.
"I'm not talking about this with you."
"Fine. Show me."
"What?"
"Show me. Show me exactly what was so captivating that you had to write about it."
"You're insane."
"Call the doctors and have them take me away." My hand went to her shoulder, rubbing it gently. "Come on, Laney, darling, my beautiful sister, show me what exactly he did that you liked so much. I want to see if I can do better."
"And what if I don't let you read my book?" She stared up at me with a mix of defiance and fear. It was beautiful. She had spirit. She wanted to fight this sexual tension between us, but I'd break her. By the time this retreat was over, she wouldn't be thinking of Moth. I'd be the only man for her. I'd have her begging for me to stop making her come while simultaneously pleading for me to keep going.
I didn't escape captivity for nothing.
"Then I'll just have to assume I was right, and that Moth isn't shit compared to me. So, are you going to let me read what you wrote?"
Rule 24 - Priest
Memorize her passwords.
"Fine." She clenched her eyes shut, and I opened her laptop.
"What's the password?"I asked.
"Figure it out yourself."
