Free Dirty Money (Bad Money #2) by Ali Parker Page B

Kate moved her gaze to Marcus, whose eyes widened slightly. She winked at him to give him reassurance. They could figure things out later. Tonight was about ejecting Jon from the future - painfully and slowly, but it would last as she needed it to.
    Kate took the beautifully masculine hand that played along her thigh and pulled it up slowly as her dress lifted with his touch. A soft sigh left Victor as his fingers brushed by her sex. His other hand moved up to cup her breast, kneading softly as his lips pressed to her back, the dress open and inviting.
    "Don't do this," Jon whispered and moved to the edge of his seat.
    It was all she could do to keep her tears tucked in the darkest parts of her heart. He was the man she wanted in her life and yet that time had passed. He hadn't shown up in any of the situations she had needed him in and his life was now in danger. She would show up for him like he hadn't for her. 
    "You should go." Kate tilted her head, working to keep her expression deadpan as Victor's strong hands continued to toy with her.
    "This is not what you want." Jon stood up and moved toward her, his eyes filled with anger.
    "Jon. Sit the fuck down before you get yourself shot." Marcus reached out and jerked him back. Jon turned and swung, his fist connecting with the side of Marcus's face. Kate began to move, but Victor clamped her down harder, his fingers slipping under her panties and opening her like a flower.
    She moaned, unable to help herself. The drug... something was off all of a sudden. Victor had kissed her near the liquor cabinet and the drug pulsed through her again.
    Marcus stood up and grabbed Jon by the shoulders. "You get one, but don't do it again, mother fucker."
    "I'm out of here. I don't give two shits about any of you." Jon pulled from him and turned to look at her, tears filling his eyes. "I hate you. Don't ever come near me again."
    Kate nodded as her first tear fell onto her cheek. He was right to feel nothing but darkness toward her. It's all she felt toward herself too. Just like being young and having no control over the horribly lustful stares her stepfather used to give her, she had no power over Victor's hold. No control. Nothing left to do but run, but this time there was nowhere to go but deep inside of herself.
    The door slammed as Jon left and Kate let out a soft sigh, pulling from Victor.
    "No. I need you." He pulled her against him, leaning back and sliding his fingers deep inside of her. She groaned and turned to watch his face. He was so handsome. Like the devil himself.
    "Stop. You don't have to do this, Victor. She belongs to us. He's gone. Fuck." Marcus walked to the window and looked out, his hand rolling over his bald head over and over again.
    The room became hazy as fire burned deep in her belly, the fucking drug horrible. She pulled away from him only to turn and move to his lap, straddling him. Kate pressed her fingers into his throat and jerked his face up to hers.
    "If you ever drug me after this night again, I will kill you. I will slip into your bed and fuck you senseless, and when you think all is well, I will stab you over and over and over until there is nothing left."
    "There's my girl." Victor pulled her down and kissed her hard, turning her and pinning her to the couch. Kate fought against him, biting at his lip each time he pressed it to hers. The firm press of his large body felt so good that she had to fight at the need to strip him bare. "Do you want me to give you relief?"
    "No. Get off of me." She pushed at him, wanting so badly for him to strip her bare and invite Marcus to join them. The desire to dive into depravity rolled over her in thick waves. He moved, reaching up to touch his lip as he laughed.
    "Good show. I think we've effectively ridden ourselves of the cop." Victor walked to the liquor cabinet and laughed again.
    Kate sat up and let out a shaky breath, the ecstasy leaving her dizzy. It wasn't nearly the large dose he had given her the first