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‘I’ve been trying to tell you about what I need so you can sort out the security detail for the opening, too.’

‘Just tell me how many guys you want and the times. What else is there to know?’ I pulled myself away from perving on photos of Katie in that delicious star studded dress and put my phone in my pocket as I looked up at my brother.

‘I want the re-opening to go perfectly. And that means it running smoothly. I need the right guys on this one. Not the young guys who will be too worried about their hard dicks to focus.’ I don’t know why he cared that much. It was just a redesign of his sex club. Hardly ground shaking change. The nightclub beneath was largely a cover for illicit deals and money laundering. The sex club above was purely a vanity project, as far as I was concerned. The amount of his personal funds he’d drowned it with was astounding.

‘Right, so old, crabby guys who have seen it all. I’ve got you,’ I said, standing and stretching. ‘This is a lot of time and money to get your dick wet, bro.’

Ewen took a steading breath as he narrowed his eyes. ‘It’s not like that. You know it’s not.’

‘Then what is it about?’

‘It’s a place where I can feel at home with who I am. And can be surrounded by others who are too.’

‘Sure,’ I shrugged, ‘If that’s what you need to tell yourself.’

I was projecting, and he didn’t deserve it. It had been days since I’d broken into Katie’s house and I’d been avoiding returning despite the need feeling like fire in my veins. I’d waited to hear about her calling the police or calling her brother. She did neither, as far as I could tell. Maeve would have mentioned it when I went by to game with the teens. Plus, who was I to judge? I was about to creep on my sister-in-law.

Fuck, I was half hard just thinking about seeing her.

‘Sorry,’ I said, grasping Ewen’s shoulder as I passed by. ‘In a weird mood. Of course, I’ll sort out your security. Just email Janice with what you need and I’ll get the right guys on it.’

Running the family security business was an easy ride. On the front, we did all your usual security needs. Alarms, cameras, protection. Behind the scenes, I managed a team of hackers who helped us control our crime empire. It’s amazing the info you can gather on your rivals with a few well placed listening devices or a hacked phone. Not to mention the ability to erase police records or alter government documentation.

‘Thanks,’ Ewen said as I headed for the door.

To see my girl.

Sweat gathered at the back of my neck as I made my way through the woods. Dusk had just come, tucking her house into a darkness that grew inkier by the minute. The lights inside flooded the woodland, drawing me closer like she was my lighthouse. Leading me to glory or doom, I couldn’t decide.

Sweet Katie, where are you? I wondered as I picked my way over exposed roots and falling leaves as I circled the property. No cars outside bar her own. No bumbling body guards or drunk boyfriends. Just her.

I found her.

Tucked up on the same sofa that Tommy had crashed out on only days before. She’d piled her red tresses up on top of her head, an oversized sweater just covering her thighs. A plate of chopped veggies sat on her lap as she picked idly at it while watching something on the TV.

Stalking closer to the window, I watched her for a time. Imagining ditching my mask and knocking on her door as Mac, not the masked man. What would she do? Would she let me in?

While we had spoken little, there was no real animosity between us. Maybe she’d let me seduce her?

I had a feeling that she wouldn’t want to be on the wrong side of cheating on Tommy. She was a good girl. She needed someone to make her be bad. To take the blame. There was only one way I could make her see that she needed to be worshipped, and that was by forcing it on her.

Then she looked up. With my pulse quickening, I moved to the side, pressing my back against the wall and shimmying away from the building until I was safely tucked in the darkened woods.

She appeared at the window, scanning for me.

You felt me, didn’t you, sweet girl?

She shivered before reaching up and pulling closed a set of curtains that hadn’t been there on my previous visit.

You can’t hide from me.

After a few minutes, I made my way around the house, from door to window, gently checking each. Katie had locked the house up tight. I smiled to myself. She was learning.

As I passed the bathroom closest to her bedroom, I heard water hitting ceramic. The crinkled glass window made it impossible to see true shapes inside. But I could make out skin tones. I could see the moment she discarded her clothing and stepped behind the shower curtain over the bath. Everything was distorted, but I didn’t care. Condensation built as a light rain started up, soaking me as I stood by the window, only a few metres away from her naked form, but unable to touch her, to see her or to smell her. Unable to taste her. And fuck, did my mouth water at the thought of feasting upon her, of spreading her thighs and burying tongue deep inside. I had to taste her, and soon.

My hard dick ached against my zip at the thought of her in the shower, and I pulled it out, imagining her on her knees as the water fell over us both. Imagining her nipples hardening as I reached down to twist them. She’d moan, fuck would she moan and it would be the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. My cock swelled between my fingers as I circled my flesh, stroking it and picturing her pretty lips stretched over the tip. She’d take it all. I knew she would. She’d swallow me down and cry for more.

I grunted as I neared completion. The thought of her on her knees for me was too much to bear. The proximity to her set my nerves on edge, everything crackling with intensity. I wanted to be inside, to tie her open in the bathtub and direct the water right at her wet little cunt as she took my cock like the best girl. To come deep in her throat as she cried out, coming again and again.

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