She broke out into a fit of laughter. She laughed as though she had finally lost it, so I calmly waited, which only seemed to add to her amusement.
“Look at the big, bad Liam. You’ve come a long way from being shoved into lockers. Neal used to tell me the shit people used to do to his ‘crippled little brother’ and I always thought it was funny. You’ve worked so hard to be a badass just because you were bullied and they made your life difficult. Oh boo hoo, poor Liam, poor baby, you lost your twin sister and your mommy didn’t want you either? Oh dear God, how did you handle it?” She laughed some more. “You know what’s even funnier? The fact that you went from being everyone’s little bitch to being just Mel’s. You’re pitiful, motherfucker.”
I took a deep breath and leaned forward as I stared at her. I have to admit that it was something I’d learned from Mel, and it tended to scare the shit out of people.
“What are you expecting me to do? Puff out my chest and tell you how manly I am? Maybe if I was a weaker, less confident man, I would get myself worked up, but unfortunately for you, I am not.”
“I—”
“Here’s your second lesson of the day, and pay attention because the third one might kill you. You can throw as many jabs at me as you want, Olivia Colemen, but I am not Mel, I will not go into a fit of rage and kill you. It’s cute that you tried, and I know that you’d rather just die now and get it over with. But for your sins, there is a penance. That also means that you will not be taking your own life. One, because you love yourself too much, and two, because we will have eyes on you at all times. There are no pants in Mel’s and my relationship, we both prefer to be naked. Now fix yourself. Monte will be in here to make sure everything goes well, if you need something, ask him. He might not give it to you, but it doesn’t hurt to ask, right?”
Rising to my feet, I rolled my sleeves down as I headed towards the door of the basement bedroom.
“Can you please send for Neal?”
Opening the door, I turn back to her. “What did my wife tell you about that word, Ms. Colemen? Please, is what you say to people who give a damn. And if you haven’t noticed, I do not.”
“Was I that obvious?” she whispered.
I didn’t answer her. Monte walked in, and I stepped out allowing the door to close as I made my way upstairs.
When I did, I found my father reading through the file. He glanced up at me with an ice-cold stare.
“I’m handling it,” I told him, as I set the damn thing on fire and dropped it into the nearby sink.
“Have you spoken to Neal?”
“Neal was the one who brought me the file.”
“He did?” He sounded shocked.
Facing him, I nodded. “He did. Tonight you’re going to take him out. He’s accepted it, but he hasn’t dealt with it, and I don’t want him losing his mind once she’s gone. After all, he still loves her.”
“How long do you plan on keeping her alive?”
I shrugged as I took her ring out of my pocket and placed it on the counter in front of him. “Until she’s no longer useful. Mel and I have had our suspicions for a while, and it all happened quickly. I’m sure Olivia was just as shocked. One moment she’s shopping, and the next she’s a prisoner.”
“Reality is a bitch,” he said with a grin.
That’s where I learned it from.
I wondered if Ethan and I would ever have a conversation like this.
“Get your tuxedo ready, Dad. Your son’s getting an award.”
He snickered as I patted him on the shoulder before I headed to my room to get ready.
Upon walking in, I froze, Mel sat at the foot the bed rubbing lotion onto her legs. All she was wearing was another damn towel. Locking the door, I watched her.
“How did it go—?”
I couldn’t allow her to finish. Instead, I pulled her up and I kissed her hard as I unwrapped the towel and allowed it to drop to the ground. I cupped her ass, as I pressed myself against her, and soon our tongues were battling each other.
“On all fours,” I demanded once we broke apart.
Her eyes glazed over and a grin crossed her face as she obeyed. I stared at her as ass for a moment, my hands twitching. I could see her muscles tensing up; she knew what was coming.
SMACK.
Her ass jiggled, as I left behind a red handprint. She shivered as I landed four more slaps on her plump ass.
“Ahh!” she moaned loudly, as her body began to shake. I could see how badly she wanted me, and I wanted her to know that the feeling was mutual. I was so hard it felt as though I was going to burst through my pants. I couldn’t take it any longer, I pulled them off quickly, not caring that I’d broken the zipper.
I kissed her ass as I traveled up her spine. Then, I pressed myself behind her, and took her breasts into my hands as I pulled us both to our knees on the bed.
“Liam—” She moaned once again as I pulled on her nipple with one hand, whilst allowing my other to travel down her stomach.
“When was the last time we did this?” I whispered into her ear as I gently bit it.
Her hands worked their way into my hair. “Two days ago.”
“Two days? You’re slacking, wife.” I pulled her hair back, while I cupped her pussy at the same time.
Her lips parted as she moved with my hand. “I’ve been busy, husband.”
I grinned and she bit her lip as one of my fingers entered her.
“You should never be too busy for this.”
“Fuck.” she moaned. And as I quickened my pace, she rocked herself against my hand while I pulled on her hair to keep her steady. She was at my mercy, and her eyes rolled back as she came on my fingers. Pulling them out, I held them to her lips.
“Taste yourself.”
She did and I moaned as her soft, pink tongue licked my fingers clean. When she took them into her mouth and began to gently suck and swirl her tongue along the length of them, I moaned once more as I released her.
“You’re playing with me, wife,” I whispered.
She grinned and grabbed a hold of me as she began to jerk me off. “Now I’m playing with you.”
Grabbing her wrist I stopped her. It took all the strength within me, but I stopped her.
“No,” I moaned again as I took her lips with my own. Damn she tasted so sweet.
Leaning back, she rested on her back as I trailed kisses from her lips to her neck.
She wrapped her legs around my waist. I could feel her nails running down my back, and as I took her nipple into my mouth, I watched her. Her back was arched, and her eyes were closed. I rubbed against her entrance.
“Liam—damn it, Liam, I need you.”
“Then you shall have me,” I whispered into her ear before I slammed into her.
“Fuck!”
Grabbing both of her arms, I pinned them over her head with one hand, while I lifted her thigh with the other.
“Liam.”
Watching her beg with each thrust gave me the will to hold out instead of just slamming myself repeatedly into her.
“Open your eyes.”
She did and I stared into them, watching as pleasure consumed her. She could only take so much more of this.
Right on cue, she broke free of my hand and pulled me to her lips.