Page 46 of Cruel Possession

All we’re doing now is having a good time together.

But I would be stupid to think that there’s not another layer to this. One that I can’t see right now.

And then his fingers sink deep into me as a man slides into the other side of the booth, a mask settled on his face, hiding everything from his forehead down to the tip of his nose. He nods to us before reaching into the pocket of his jacket and pulling out a file.

“I was wondering when you were going to join us.” Aiden’s fingers are buried deep in my pussy, crooking against my inner walls as they start to pulse.

“I had other business I had to take care of. You’re not the only person I’m meeting tonight.”

Though I stay silent, I’d like to know who this man is.

He doesn’t sound like anyone I’ve done business with, and if Aiden is trying to make a good impression on him, that means that he doesn’t work for Aiden either.

And that’s the interesting part, because if Aiden was going to get anyone to run around for him, wouldn’t he want someone who he knows is loyal?

I’ve tried to outsource as little as possible with my own people. It’s better to keep it in the family, put the crimes on those who won’t turn against you because they would be risking their entire livelihood if they did.

Aiden shifts me to the side a little, reaching around me with his free hand to grab the envelope. “This has everything I need in it?”

I glance at the name on the front of the envelope.

Logan.

Now that’s interesting. He was asking questions about Logan and a package, and now, only a few hours later, he’s getting information delivered?

But it does make sense. Logan has always been a conniving little shit, and Joshua is part of the Lynde family now. Aiden is just doing his due diligence.

Yet, if that were true, then he would use a private investigator who already works for him. He wouldn’t be bothering with this cloak and dagger bullshit in the middle of a sex club.

The man looks around, his gaze landing on me, the corner of his thin lips tipping upward. “Very nice. And such a good girl.”

Aiden presses his thumb to my clit hard, and I fight to keep my hips from bucking forward into his hand. “She is.”

“I’m sure she can speak for herself.” The man doesn’t bother to look at Aiden once as he speaks.

“She could, but that would mean I’d have to punish her after.” Aiden’s voice remains soft and low as he keeps rocking his fingers deeper.

My heart races, and my pussy clamps down around him as I come.

He keeps rocking his fingers deeper like he has no clue I’m over the peak.

Little shockwaves ripple through my body, and it feels like I can’t take any more, even if he is determined to give it.

And then he pushes hard against my clit with his thumb, and another wave of pleasure rolls through me, building to an orgasm with the slow circles he makes.

The man looks on with interest in his eyes before getting up. “You have what you need. Call me if there’s anything else.”

Aiden nods, and the man leaves the table.

The woman on stage starts moaning, loud, her voice carrying through the building, accentuated with the sound of the whip cracking across her skin.

“Why do you want information on Logan?” I keep my gaze glued to the stage, hoping he thinks that I’m not actually interested in why and tells me more.

“None of your business.” His teeth graze my earlobe again. “Though youhavebeen a very good girl today.”

I turn to look at Aiden over my shoulder as he pulls his fingers from my pussy and holds them to my lips.

My tongue flicks over his fingers, my core clenching when he lets out a breathy groan in my ear.