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“You need to calm down.”

“You need to let me go!”

“I’m not gonna do that, so you might as well calm down,” I tell her.

“My uncle isn’t going to let you do this!” Now I laugh.

“Do you see him comin’ through that door, sweetheart?” I ask, nodding toward the door. She huffs out a breath and leans against the headboard, glaring at me.

“You trained me to do that shit so I don’t know why you’re mad now.”

“I trained you to defend yourself, not jump someone in the middle of the fuckin’ street where we know shit and we don’t know if there’s anyone else out there. You’re a smart girl, Kenz, but this time you were really stupid.”

“Did you call me stupid?”

“You heard exactly what I said. You put yourself in danger. For that, yeah, you’re fuckin’ stupid.”

“Let me out of here!” She yells as loud as she can. She screams and hollers as I pull out my phone and send Jenson a quick text. I don’t give him all the details, but just enough so that he knows why I’m doing what I’m doing. He responds, and I smirk, turning the phone toward her.

“He isn’t comin’.”

“You told him?”

“Not everything, no. Just enough.”

“So what? Now you’re going to keep me chained to the bed?”

“You look pretty fuckin' sexy chained to my bed, Kenz. Maybe I should have done it sooner.”

Chapter 12

Kenzee

“I have to work,” I tell him but he doesn’t seem to care. The bastard.

“You called out,” he says.

“No I didn’t.”

“Okay, I called out for you. Told him you were a little tied up,” Storm says before winking at me.

“How long are we going to do this, Storm?”

“As long as I feel like it,” he says as he pulls his shorts off and grabs his cock. That fucker is hard after looking at me for what seems like forever but he hasn’t made a move to touch me either.

Storm slowly fists his cock as he watches me, running his hand up and down the shaft. I lick my lips as I sit back and take him in. Storm is built from being in prison. He said that he worked out a lot, and you can tell that by looking at him. He knows he looks good, and I think he’s using that to his advantage right now.

He keeps stroking his cock while his eyes are on mine, his muscles tensing and bulging with every tug.

“This could be in your pussy right now. That tight little thing could be wrapped around me, milkin’ me.”

“So why isn’t it?”

“You fucked up, Kenz. You made a mistake.”

“So I shouldn’t have jumped her. I’m sorry, okay?” He chuckles and keeps tugging his cock.

“Sorry isn’t good enough. What if you were hurt? What if there were more of them?”