Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
That excitement flagged when my target showed, bitching and moaning the moment he walked through the door and, gasp, found the women doing their jobs.
I listened to him continue to be a complete dick and leave after he’d checked on the patients.
I knew he was supposed to be here for a solid eight hours along with the nurses, but his MO was to leave and come back, and act like he was here the entire time.
And since he was the senior doctor there, no one usually complained.
Hours into the shift, I heard whispers coming from outside the door of the room I was in, and looked up.
“Listen,” I heard the tiny nurse say. “I know this is super, duper crazy but…”
There she went explaining her fantasy again, and I started to slowly rub my dick through my pants.
God, just hearing her explain it sounded…heavenly.
“I, uh…” The doctor she’d been talking to, Craig something or other, was stuttering like a fool.
I guess it wasn’t every day that you got propositioned to fuck someone wearing a mask outside in the dark alley behind their work one day during her lunch break.
A grin played at my lips.
“I know this is insane,” she whispered. “But Dorie told me you belonged to Torment, and I thought this would be okay. You’ve asked me out so many times, and I just didn’t think that you’d be into the same things that I was into. Now that I know you are…”
“I’m, um.” He stuttered some more. “I’m…”
I nearly snorted a laugh.
“Can you give me some time to think about it?” he asked. “I know this sounds stupid, because I really am part of Torment and experience this a lot. But it’s in the safety of a club setting.”
“Would that make you more comfortable if we do it there?” she asked.
I grinned wickedly.
Smart girl.
She needed to do this in a safe place.
Not outside in an alley on her lunch break, but I could see the appeal. The ‘danger’ wouldn’t be there at the club.
A club that I just so happened to be a part of…
Thoughts and planning started to filter through my brain rapid fire, and a plan started to form into place.
If she wanted a masked man…
I listened for the rest of the night as the two ladies talked, and then when Craig finally got the balls to agree with sweet little Nurse Keely’s request.
Keely was actually Tequila.
Her full name was Tequila Rose Clayborne, and she went by Keely always.
She had a bachelor’s in nursing from the University of Texas. She lived in an apartment in the middle of the swanky part of downtown, and shared a cat with her neighbor, Trixie. I’d dug more into Keely’s past, but I usually didn’t get to know my target’s complete life backgrounds unless I also suspected them.
Since I didn’t suspect Keely, I’d tried not to invade her privacy too badly.
But maybe I’d dig into her a little more, find out more about the woman I was about to fuck…
The dawn’s rays started to shine through the glass of the room I was still in around five fifty that morning, and with it, came Dr. About to be Dead.
Shortly after Dr. ATBD arrived, he dismissed the rest of the work crew, and I knew what was about to happen.
At least, what he thought was about to happen.
The moment that the staff was gone, leaving only McCinnish alone to handle patient checkout, I struck.
The kill came quickly—much too quickly for the man that’d just administered all of the patients enough sleeping medication to make them dead to the world for hours—and soon he was on the ground looking like he’d suffered the heart attack the medication I’d given him alluded to.
I waited until his eyes lost the color in them before I cleaned up my mess.
Mostly, I put him in a room that didn’t have a woman in it.
I moved him into the three-hundred-pound man’s room that had been suffering from what he’d assumed were ‘sleep apnea episodes.’
Ol’ dude would burn through his medication faster and sound the call for help.
After I was done, I headed back out the main room door.
I called Shasha when I was about halfway down the block and asked, “Want some coffee?”
“No,” Shasha answered. “I just had some.”
“Huh,” I breathed. “Well, I guess I’ll go have some by myself.”
My older brother sighed. “You’re a pain in my ass, Dima.”
I chuckled. “I live to make your life miserable.”
Shasha snorted. “I know you do.”
Affectionate friends scare me. Why TF are you hugging me?
—Keely to Cutter
KEELY
I couldn’t believe that I was doing this.
Seriously, I was at the biggest sex club in the city, I had a wristband on my arm that signified I “wasn’t up for playing” and was “with someone.” Oh, and I was staring at people having sex everywhere.