Alle Kapitel von Playing with the Enemy: Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

The jacket was a deep velvet red, just like the one he had on.I stepped back, my eyes on it, keeping my attention off his face and the smile I knew would be on it.“What’s this? Some kind of uniform?” I turned to him. He was smiling. “Where are we going, Leon. I’m not –”He placed a finger on my lips, and my heart skipped. I blinked at him. “I gave you my word, Jade.”I closed my eyes, then reopened them.He was still fucking smiling. I wanted to kiss those lips, and I wanted to kill myself; in equal measure.I was staring.Jayden! I cursed internally.I half turned as my heart pounded against my chest. I could feel the heat rising on my neck, and I wasn’t messing with him. It was me. This shit was all on me.His hand was on my lower back. I didn’t try to shake it off. I couldn’t. I was starting to sweat.I turned my head toward him, but nothing else. “You said you wouldn’t fuck around, Leon. What the fu

Why did he bring me here? I pondered. I’m not part of this circle.Suddenly, a very uncomfortable thought formed in my mind, but I pushed it out. Choosing to focus instead on what I actually knew.The jacket from Leon was indeed a type of uniform.Not only by color, but when some people walked through the dimmer sections of the room, their jackets glowed in the dark.When the auction started, I found out why.==========There were six jacket colors. Deep red, dark blue, burnt orange, dark purple, forest green, and white.Once the event began, all the lights went out. Only the painting on the auction stand had a single spotlight on it. The paddles for the bids were the same color as the owner’s jackets.By the fourth bid, I understood the process.Any item the people in white bid for, no one else countered, unless another person in white.It wasn’t about affordability; everyone here could bid till

I responded, raising myself higher, and he pulled back farther, while pumping me harder. I closed my eyes as tears spilled. I bit down on my lip, refusing to beg him to go deeper.If he wouldn’t let me cum, I would do it myself. My hand moved to my pulsing member. It was hot and so stiff I thought it would break if bent the wrong way.I didn’t bend it. I kept it between our bellies as I worked it, rubbing the shaft, then the tip, and back, my eyes opening, challenging my dark one.He didn’t break. He watched me with as much fire as I did him. I wanted to get to the end so we could start from the beginning, but he remained midway between my entrance and where I needed him to be.I kept raising my hips and sliding upward, but he kept pulling back, raising himself on his arm, while I kept working my dick to bursting point.I gasped and fell back to the floor, sliding him out completely. He took a beat as my eyes reopened and I gazed up at him. His eye

I wasn’t ready for anybody, but I couldn’t have him at my door, nor have an argument with him at my doorstep. Too many eyes. Too many questions.“Coffee?” I asked hoarsely. I was still groggy and maybe a little irritated.“No. Thank you.”“To what do I owe this visit, Mr. Sinclair?”“I already told you.”I stared at him. His brother was a human trafficker. I was fucking with a human trafficker’s kid brother. The only remaining brother the trafficker had.I suddenly got a very dark thought. Did he… sell his brothers?The mug in my hand slipped.Adiran caught it. Neatly.“Jayden, are you okay?” he asked, his brow furrowing, his blue eyes searching my face.“I… I’m fine,” I breathed.“No, you are not. You’ve gone deathly pale. Here, sit. What are you making? Coffee? Machine or –”“Adrian…”“Where’s the –”“Adrian!” I yelled, my eyes tightly shut.I felt hands on my knees; I

He shook his head at me as my eyes widened.“I’m giving you an example. I won’t be tying you up, darling,” he remarked wryly, tracing my jaw line with a slow finger.His eyes were on my lips.They darted to mine, and his finger fell away.He placed a hand over mine, settling into his stool.“I went back to him. I wanted to try again.” My lips moved. He lowered his head, but his gaze never left mine. There was a smile on his face, but it wasn’t the version I liked.“I tied HIM up,” he said slowly, “and I whipped him till he pissed himself. I did other things too; used some anal toys and a urethral one. Didn’t necessarily lube him up beforehand.”My mouth fell open.“I say all this to say,” he remarked sneakily, using two fingers to raise my jaw, helping me clamp shut, “unless and until you let go in your own heart,” he said, placing the hand from my jaw on my left breast, his eyes still on mine, “you can’t even begin to be free,