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Marque cast a glance around the table. The ten men’s faces had gone from their earlier curious looks to outright nervous expressions now. One possibly more nervous than the rest. Marque’s laser focus zeroed in on him. “Rekos?”
The older man cleared his throat. “I don’t know what happened, Marque. I’ve checked and double checked, but we’re short.”
“What’s missing?”
“Two stingers.”
Stingers. The smallest weapon Callex Industries manufactured. Easily hidden and smuggled.
This was the last thing he needed. Marque glanced at his watch. It was almost time to leave for Beautiful Dolls. He had to go back.
“Don’t worry about it,” Chavis said quickly. “I’ll handle it.”
Marque paused for only the barest minute, frowning, calculating, and then agreed.
#
Guilt was a powerful motivator.
At least, that’s what Jai was hoping. Then again, what did she know? She was no psychologist.
Marque Callex had been in a foul mood yesterday. There’d been no chance of talking to him or reasoning with him during their session, in order to establish the rapport Jai was so desperately after. And she had certainly tried. She’d attempted to diffuse his temper when he’d first arrived and then again after oral sex, but he’d had none of it. She’d gotten her hopes up once more during the amazing kiss they’d shared, but his temper had quickly reasserted itself when he’d demanded anal sex.
Had his bad mood come from the work-related stresses of his job? Or was Commander Rainey’s plan working, and was Marque Callex falling under the spell of Beautiful Dolls – and taking his anger over his unwilling infatuation out on Jai?
She hoped it was the latter.
Because that’s where the guilt came in.
There was no doubt Marque Callex was a strong man. Personally, Jai couldn’t imagine him becoming addicted to sex. Especially sex with what he thought was a machine. Marque’s willpower would be too great. And yet, that was exactly what Rainey wanted.
Build a relationship with him. Gain his trust…
Since she hadn’t been able to do that yesterday, Jai had resorted to the only other tactic she could think of that might bring him back for another session today. She’d thrown herself on his mercy.
Come back tomorrow, Marque. Please.
Had he seen the very real tears in her eyes? He would never guess they were from the rough sex he’d forced on her, but maybe he’d wonder about them. He’d apologized for the sex, true, but then called himself an idiot, because he was convinced she couldn’t feel a thing.
So the tears probably hadn’t affected him. Would her heartfelt plea? He’d left without promising anything.
Jai glanced toward the wall. The time read 12:27. She bit her lip.
If Callex didn’t feel anything at all for her, then guilt at his rough treatment of her wouldn’t make him return, but Jai was hoping that at least Marque would be curious about why she’d begged him to come back. He was an intelligent man. Intelligent men were challenged by a mystery, right?
On the other hand, if he didn’t return, at least she knew she’d tried everything she could have.
Except moaning during sex to make him think he could make a machine feel pleasure. You missed another opportunity!
I did not. There was nothing pleasurable about what he did to me yesterday!
She sighed and shifted on the hard wooden chair in her room at the Beautiful Dolls boudoir. Yes, she was uncomfortable sitting here after yesterday’s anal sex, but she wasn’t nearly as sore as she thought she would be. She wondered if Carron’s lubrication was to thank for that.
The thought of it made Jai shake her head in wonder.
What a difference a few days made! She’d been openly reluctant about participating in Rainey’s scheme to use sex to get to Marque Callex, but she was a lot less disturbed by the idea now. To tell the truth, she was actually beginning to enjoy the erotic caress of her silk sarong as it slid against
Marque cast a glance around the table. The ten men’s faces had gone from their earlier curious looks to outright nervous expressions now. One possibly more nervous than the rest. Marque’s laser focus zeroed in on him. “Rekos?”
The older man cleared his throat. “I don’t know what happened, Marque. I’ve checked and double checked, but we’re short.”
“What’s missing?”
“Two stingers.”
Stingers. The smallest weapon Callex Industries manufactured. Easily hidden and smuggled.
This was the last thing he needed. Marque glanced at his watch. It was almost time to leave for Beautiful Dolls. He had to go back.
“Don’t worry about it,” Chavis said quickly. “I’ll handle it.”
Marque paused for only the barest minute, frowning, calculating, and then agreed.
#
Guilt was a powerful motivator.
At least, that’s what Jai was hoping. Then again, what did she know? She was no psychologist.
Marque Callex had been in a foul mood yesterday. There’d been no chance of talking to him or reasoning with him during their session, in order to establish the rapport Jai was so desperately after. And she had certainly tried. She’d attempted to diffuse his temper when he’d first arrived and then again after oral sex, but he’d had none of it. She’d gotten her hopes up once more during the amazing kiss they’d shared, but his temper had quickly reasserted itself when he’d demanded anal sex.
Had his bad mood come from the work-related stresses of his job? Or was Commander Rainey’s plan working, and was Marque Callex falling under the spell of Beautiful Dolls – and taking his anger over his unwilling infatuation out on Jai?
She hoped it was the latter.
Because that’s where the guilt came in.
There was no doubt Marque Callex was a strong man. Personally, Jai couldn’t imagine him becoming addicted to sex. Especially sex with what he thought was a machine. Marque’s willpower would be too great. And yet, that was exactly what Rainey wanted.
Build a relationship with him. Gain his trust…
Since she hadn’t been able to do that yesterday, Jai had resorted to the only other tactic she could think of that might bring him back for another session today. She’d thrown herself on his mercy.
Come back tomorrow, Marque. Please.
Had he seen the very real tears in her eyes? He would never guess they were from the rough sex he’d forced on her, but maybe he’d wonder about them. He’d apologized for the sex, true, but then called himself an idiot, because he was convinced she couldn’t feel a thing.
So the tears probably hadn’t affected him. Would her heartfelt plea? He’d left without promising anything.
Jai glanced toward the wall. The time read 12:27. She bit her lip.
If Callex didn’t feel anything at all for her, then guilt at his rough treatment of her wouldn’t make him return, but Jai was hoping that at least Marque would be curious about why she’d begged him to come back. He was an intelligent man. Intelligent men were challenged by a mystery, right?
On the other hand, if he didn’t return, at least she knew she’d tried everything she could have.
Except moaning during sex to make him think he could make a machine feel pleasure. You missed another opportunity!
I did not. There was nothing pleasurable about what he did to me yesterday!
She sighed and shifted on the hard wooden chair in her room at the Beautiful Dolls boudoir. Yes, she was uncomfortable sitting here after yesterday’s anal sex, but she wasn’t nearly as sore as she thought she would be. She wondered if Carron’s lubrication was to thank for that.
The thought of it made Jai shake her head in wonder.
What a difference a few days made! She’d been openly reluctant about participating in Rainey’s scheme to use sex to get to Marque Callex, but she was a lot less disturbed by the idea now. To tell the truth, she was actually beginning to enjoy the erotic caress of her silk sarong as it slid against
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