Free DoubleTeamHer by Titania Ladley Page B

to—”
    Ned shook Frank. “Shut the hell up. She can figure it out.”
    “Ha, figure it out? She’s nothing but a dumb stripper.” Leah
cackled at her own comment.
    Frank glared at Leah then Ned. “You prick. I’ll say whatever
the fuck I want including instructing Jazmine what to do for me. Haven’t you
ever heard of free speech?” He glanced at me as they hauled him farther down
the hall. “Jaz, you and Gio should…”
    They disappeared down the stairs before I could catch the
rest of Frank’s instructions.
    Crap.
    I raced back into the apartment and slammed the door behind
me.
    Gio leaned against the bedroom doorjamb naked, her nipples
taut and her pussy cradled in the V between her legs. “Hey, sexy. What’s going
on with Frank? I heard the ruckus all the way from the bathroom.”
    My pussy warmed and moistened. I recalled the sensation of
holding her in my arms and ramming the vibrating anal strap-on into her ass
while Frank fucked her.
    But I pushed it aside. Frank was my number-one concern at
the moment. “He’s been arrested. We need to go down to the police station and
bail him out.”
    “Arrested? What for?” Giovanna didn’t bat an eye. Her tone
sounded bored. Wasn’t she concerned at all? Had she overheard everything yet
feigned ignorance for some reason?
    “Lewd behavior. At the club when he jacked off while we were
in the cage.”
    She threw her head back and let out a husky laugh. “You’re
kidding me. Then why didn’t they arrest us too?”
    I hurried to the living room window and saw that the three
of them hung around a black car as if to have a casual conversation. “I don’t
know,” I said to Giovanna. “Come to think of it, it’s very odd.”
    “To say the least. Oh well. As long as it wasn’t us.” She
shrugged and went back into the bedroom.
    My jaw fell open but I snapped it shut and swallowed the
scolding words I’d been about to blurt out.
    What in the world is wrong with her? Could she be that
cold?
    The slap of truth at my own selfish behavior during my
marriage to Frank made my stomach churn. I was not going to be that way
anymore. Not now. Not after that…that something that had passed between me and
Frank while we’d had our threesome with Gio.
    Feelings and deep-rooted emotion—love maybe?—awakened in my
heart. Something special still existed on both our parts.
    It did, I knew it did.
    And I intended to explore it further. To get him back in my
life and try to fix whatever it was that had ruined our marriage.
    Me. Me and my self-centered, greedy behavior had to have
been the problem.
    You idiot.
    But one step at a time. I needed to get him out of jail
first and get him a lawyer.
    Shit, not Rob. No way.
    I threw the window open, my intent to ask him if he had a
specific lawyer he needed me to contact. The acuteness of Gio’s warm presence,
the sounds of her moving around in the bedroom hovered in the periphery. But I
didn’t care. I only had eyes for Frank. He had his arms and ankles crossed, his
feet planted on the curb. He leaned in a casual stance against what I now
assumed to be an unmarked vehicle.
    The cuffs were gone.
    What the hell?
    Ned chuckled. “You are such a sucker. I can’t believe you
fell for our fake arrest.”
    “Fuck you.” Frank added his own good-natured laugh. “What
was I supposed to think? Two cops busting in my door like that.”
    Rage simmered in my blood when Leah patted Frank on the
cheek. “Sweetie, we were at the club. We saw you there, decided to hunt you
down and see what’s up.”
    “Oh. Well you certainly came close to seeing what’s ‘up’. So
why were you at the club anyway?”
    “Getting evidence against the new owner Clive Greville.
Associate of Tito Faggini’s. Remember him? The scumbag owner we put away.”
    Frank shifted his feet, stuffed his hands in his jeans
pockets and cleared his throat. “’Course I remember. The sting to head off the
drug and money laundering mess.”
    “Yep. But this time it