me?” He huffs a laugh.
“First of all, dead men can’t pay you. It does set a bad example letting people get away with not paying you, though. The first thing, the smart thing to do, is to not let a man make a bet he can’t afford.” His hands stop, and I hear him swallow before he continues. “I knew… your ex could pay. If he hadn’t shown up with the money, then we would’ve had a problem.”
“What kind of problem?” I have to ask; I need to know.
“I’d have drained his bank account.” I look up at him in absolute shock. “Yeah, doll. I have my ways.” He pushes my shoulders enough to get me facing the wall again, and his hands continue rubbing soothing circles over my body. “But that wouldn’t be enough. I’d have to make an example of him.”
“What…” I want to ask what he’d do specifically. I try to push it out, but I can’t.
“What would I have done? Do you really wanna know, babe?” I hesitate to answer. “I would’ve hurt him really bad, but it would’ve ended with him. Johnny should’ve told you that when you answered your ex’s text. His debt wasn’t on you.”
He places a small kiss on my neck and says, “Don’t worry about it, doll. The money’s already in your bank account.”
His words shock me. My body splashes the water as I turn to face him. “For real?” I ask.
“Yeah, doll. You didn’t owe me. You never did.” A small smile pulls at my lips as I settle back against the tub.
A moment passes in silence while he continues to rub my sore body.
“What if I was the one who owed you?” I want to know.
“If you owed me and you couldn’t pay?” he asks.
“What would you have done to me?” I ask to clarify and again his hands pause, but then they continue to rub along my back, moving deeper and lower. His breath tickles along my back.
“Doll, I would’ve never hurt you.” He kisses the crook of my neck and I find myself relaxing into him, but I don’t believe him.
For some reason, my lips open and the words tumble out, “I don’t believe you. You would’ve hurt me.”
He chuckles, and his hot breath on my neck sends shivers through my body, but heats my core. His arms dip into the water and wrap around my body. “What do you think I would’ve done to you, doll?” His hands run down my stomach and then lower, rubbing my hips and then massaging my upper thighs. My legs part, giving him access to my heat. My clit throbs for his touch. I’m so fucking hot for him. My chest rises as I breathe in deep and tilt my hips for him.
His hand cups my pussy as he asks, “You think I would’ve made you pay with this, babe?” His fingers play along the folds of my pussy and circle my clit.
My head falls back; my mind is consumed with the thought of him fucking me in his office. Taking me on the floor. Forcing me.
“Would you have liked that?” He lets out a deep, low and breathy laugh. “I know you fucking liked it when you paid that way for the interest. How many times do you think I’d have taken you for owing me that much?”
“Hmm.” I can’t answer. I just want him to keep touching me while I think about how he took me against the wall.
He laughs again and then moves forward to push a thick finger inside me. “You would’ve loved to pay your debt to me with your pussy.”
His finger moves in and out of me, pushing against the front wall and forcing soft moans through my lips. A tingle grows through my body, making my legs tremble. “I don’t do that though, babe. I don’t make bets with women.” He adds another finger and rubs along that hot bundle of nerves, sending a radiating fire spreading through my trembling limbs. “I don’t take pussy as payment.” I hardly hear his words as my back bows, and he pushes against my clit with his thumb.
“Only you; I couldn’t resist that temptation.” His words set me off, and my orgasm rips through me. His fingers continue to pump in and out of me roughly. He fucks me without mercy as my thighs close tightly around him, and my body twists. His other arm wraps around my chest, holding my body still while I thrash