Chapter 12 Dean
CHAPTER TWELVE
Dean
After Mac left, I admitted to Sloan that I hadn’t let myself really think about how difficult it would be seeing her dance for other men in person.
When her brows pinched in confusion, I gave her one of the many confessions I owe her.
I told her about having Mac hack into security cameras so I could keep an eye on her over the years since she last saw me.
She was just as pissed as I expected, but not for the reason I expected. She wasn’t mad that I watched her; she was upset that I didn’t just come for her instead of torturing us both by staying away. She was livid that I’d witnessed all of her failed attempts to fuck me out of her mind.
That led to my next admission. I told her about all the times I had to fuck other women to maintain my cover.
While I could have chosen an ol’ lady for my time with the Hell Hounds so it was only one woman, that somehow seemed worse than the multiple nameless encounters.
I never wanted to claim anyone until I could claim her.
When I tell her that, she climbs into my lap and kisses me. I let myself hope that it’s a kiss of forgiveness until she bites my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. Then, she climbs off my lap to stand over me with her arms crossed as she demands that I take her home.
I want to refuse. I want to insist that she stay with me. I want the chance to earn the forgiveness that I don’t deserve. I want her…
“Right now, Dick,” she says, pulling me from spiral while also reminding me of the spitfire banter we used to exchange in college.
“I’ve got your dick,” I growl as I stand and grab my cock.
When she scoffs, I take a step forward, crowding her space.
“At least you didn’t have to watch as I struggled to get it up without picturing you.
Do you have any idea how hard it is for a man to fake an orgasm?
” When she shakes her head, I tell her, “You’re not the only one who hasn’t gotten off with another person since before college. ”
“How could you possibly know that I haven’t…”
“Because…” I cut her off as I lift my hand to collar her throat.
“It wasn’t only security cameras that I had access to.
” I watch her eyes widen as I admit, “It was every device in your vicinity. And now that I know the sounds you make when you come for me, I know that none of the ones I’ve tortured myself with were real. ”
I feel her pulse race as her eyes dilate until all that’s left of her irises are the green rings around the outer edge.
I’m not sure if she’s turned on at the thought of me watching her, or my confession that I haven’t had an orgasm with another woman since meeting her.
Either way, her body is telling me exactly what I already knew.
“You’re mine,” I rasp out as I drop my forehead to hers. “Say it,” I demand when she remains silent.
“I’m yours,” she whispers. She uncrosses her arms to remove the barrier she’d placed between us as the corners of her lips tilt up into my favorite grin. “But I’m going to enjoy driving you crazy every time I’m on that stage.”
“I know you will,” I laugh out as I let my hand drift from her throat. “I’m sure it will feel something like this.” I caress around the swell of her breast before dropping my hand to her hip, letting my own wicked smirk show when she whimpers as I knead her perfect ass.
Then, I drop my hand into the pocket of her leggings and pluck her phone out before stepping back to sit on the couch as she fumes at my teasing.
I pull her into my lap and hold the phone up to her face to unlock it before installing our security app.
I pass the phone to her to enter her own profile name and passcode as I explain that it works the same way as the hidden keypad on the wall with the addition of the tracking app.
“You can zoom in to show the exact layout of the building you’re in, or zoom out to show the map.
” I put my fingers on the screen and pull them together to show her all of Thorngrove.
Then, again until the screen shows the whole state of Tennessee.
“The blue dot is you. The black dot is me. If Mac is logged into the system, his dot will be green.” I tap the icon that looks like a group on the side of the screen.
“This will show everyone who only has limited access. Click on their profile and they will have a yellow dot if you want to track them.” When her head whips around to face me with a worried expression, I explain, “Employees of the club are required to share their location when they’re hired, but they don’t get this app. They can’t track us,” I assure her.
“Good,” she says as she relaxes back against my chest. “I don’t want anyone tracking you but me…and I guess Riley.”
“Mac,” I correct her. “He doesn’t really like anyone knowing his real name outside of his inner circle. It makes it easier for him to cut ties if he needs to. I’m surprised he didn’t tell you that while he was here earlier.”
“I’ve always called him by his real name,” she says. “But I’ll make sure not to in front of anyone else.”
“Good girl.” I tuck my head down to kiss the side of her neck, relishing the way she tilts her head to the side to give me more access as she closes the app on her phone.
Before I get any further, she sits up suddenly with a gasp before turning to face me with mixture of shock and guilt.
“I have so many missed calls and messages from Becky.” She holds the phone up for me to see before her eyes narrow in suspicion when I just shrug. “You knew.” When I nod, she shouts. “She’s probably worried sick! I never leave her on ‘delivered’ for this long.”
“She knows where you are,” I remind her with a grin, hoping to defuse her temper. “She’s just trying to cockblock me.” When she attempts to stand, I pull her back against me. “Regardless of how much she knows about our past, or what’s going on between us now, she knows you’re safe with me.”
“Am I?” she scoffs.
My heart sinks.