Game(27)

Get my man hard? Finn was… my man?

I looked at Finn and my stomach flipped. His words ran through my mind from last night. All I was to him was someone to f*ck, right? Fiore was just driving that point home right now.

I started to push the covers down, trying to wonder if I really had a choice right now. If I didn’t do it, Fiore would. If I didn’t let Finn inside me, then Fiore would have someone else. Not that I didn’t want Finn… just…

“Come on, come on,” Fiore said. “I don’t have all day. Just get it over with. I want to see it happen. So I know my command…”

“She can’t,” Finn yelled. “Okay? She f*cking can’t.”

“Why not?” Fiore asked. “She have a dick or something?”

“She just can’t,” Finn repeated.

“Give me a reason,” Fiore said.

I had nothing. My eyes were wide. My cheeks on fire. My body tensed and scared.

What was Finn doing?

“She’s… she’s got her thing.”

“Her thing?” Fiore asked.

“Her monthly thing.”

Fiore looked right at me. “You’re bleeding right now?”

I hurried and nodded. “Yes. It’s my time of the month. Sorry. I was embarrassed to say anything. I didn’t want you to kill me.”

“Are you lying to me, Shayna?”

Now I had to get bold. I threw the covers off my body, showing that I was in nothing but a t-shirt and panties. I kept my legs together, tight. I knew everyone watching could see my boobs pressing against the shirt, including my hard nipples.

“Want to check?” I asked. “Touch me? See if I’m lying?”

My face got hotter, redder.

Fiore looked but didn’t approach.

“She’s not lying,” Finn said. “I have no problem with it, just for the record. I’ll ride that out. You know me, Fiore. Nothing stops my cock.”

Fiore looked between me and Finn. He raised an eyebrow. “But you just hesitated, Finn.”

“I don’t want my boss watching me work,” Finn said. “You might use my moves and charm on Marie.”

“Hey,” Fiore growled. “Nobody talks about my wife like that.”

“No disrespect,” Finn said. “I’m sorry. I’m… I’m working this, Fiore. She’s all over the place right now. It’s messy.”

“Cover yourself up,” Fiore said to me. He tugged at his tie. “Finish up with your monthly friend and climb right on top of my friend.” Fiore put a hand to Finn’s shoulder and squeezed. “Right?”

“Fuck yeah,” Finn said.

Fiore looked back at me and raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah,” I said. “I get it. Okay?”

“She gets it,” Fiore said. “Then my job is done here.”

With that said and done, Fiore and his thug left.

Finn ran a hand through his hair and exhaled. “That was close.”

I climbed out of the bed and stood there. “Go f*ck yourself, Finn. You’re never getting me. I don’t care what happens.”

Anger flooded me and I stormed away to the bathroom.

I shut the door and tried to be angry some more.

Then again, Finn had just defended me. He could have listened to Fiore. He could have grabbed me, tore my panties off, and had me. But he didn’t. He lied to his boss for me.

Whatever though. I’d thank him for that. It didn’t mean I was going to fall in love with him and have babies.

Well, I had to have a baby with him… but I definitely wasn’t going to fall in love with him.





19.


(Finn)



I went to the other bathroom door and opened it. Shayna looked surprised to see me. Her face quickly went to defeat. She stood there looking f*cking stunning. Her hair was all bed messy. That long shirt and her longer legs.

Goddamn.

“That was a close one,” I said.

“Yeah. Your theory on time doesn’t mean shit,” she spit at me. “He wants you to f*ck me and get this going right now.”

“Well then…”

I stepped toward Shayna

She lifted her right foot and swung at me. “I’ll smash your balls up into your throat.”

“That kind of talk turns me on,” I said.

“Fuck you. Where’s your f*cking picture? Huh? Don’t want to talk about that, do you? Why not? Can’t face your own past?”

“Watch yourself, sweetie. I’ll give you up to Fiore in a heartbeat.”

“Then do it,” she said. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it up, showing me her panties. “Do it. Call him right now. I’ll tell him the truth then. That I’m not part of Zander’s crew. I’m just some woman. I don’t have his family’s blood. I’m nothing to this world. Then I’ll tell Fiore that you haven’t f*cked me yet. That you can’t get it up. I’ll let his guys do anything…”

She was f*cking with me and she was f*cking winning. She was getting to me. So much so that I lunged forward at her. My hands slammed against the other bathroom door. I stared down at her. I watched her hold the t-shirt up, showing just below her belly button. One of her hands slid between her legs and touched.