Deep Cover. Kimberly Van Meter

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      Raquel returned to the bed, sullen and still unhappy. “I don’t understand why you keep playing her like that. If you want to be with me, you ought to just man up and tell that bitch to get off your dick.”

      “What if I like the idea of two hot women fighting over me?” Angelo asked with a smart-ass smirk that was entirely genuine.

      Raquel straddled him, nestling herself right up against his junk, but she twisted his nipple so hard he yelped. “I don’t play well with others,” she said sweetly as she released his nipple and kissed him hard before issuing an ultimatum. “Lose the bitch, or you lose me.”

      Angelo didn’t like ultimatums. “Careful, baby-doll. Don’t forget who you’re dealing with.”

      “And the same goes to you,” Raquel said, moving off him to grab her purse. “You’re not the only one with options.”

      And then she left, closing the door with a hard slam that made Angelo want to jump up and jerk her back by her long hair to teach her some manners.

      But that would have to wait. He had better plans.

      He checked his watch and quickly cleaned up. Brandi was due to show up any minute.

      The sound of a car pulling into the drive made him peer out the curtained window.

      Brandi’s silver Mercedes.

      Damn, he liked to live dangerously. Chances were Brandi and Raquel had passed each other in the dark without even knowing it. He chuckled and returned to his bed, waiting for Brandi to bound up the stairs to his bedroom.

      “Hey, baby,” she said, kissing him as she began to strip. “Are you ready for me?”

      “Always.”

      After sharing a deep kiss, he stopped to ask, “Baby, did you get that package for me?”

      “Yes,” she answered dutifully, rolling away to grab her purse. She withdrew a large manila package and handed it to him.

      “Good girl,” he said, pleased. He’d get a fat bonus for delivering without incident. He reached over and grabbed Brandi by the back of the neck to kiss her roughly. Brandi liked to be dominated, and he didn’t mind muscling her around. He tossed the package onto his dresser, then barked an order, “Now get your ass naked and get over here, woman.”

      Brandi laughed and did as she was told, stripping slowly, teasing him in the way he liked.

      Whereas Raquel was all fire and brimstone, Brandi was classier, more refined.

      He liked the differences in the two women.

      And, in spite of what he told Raquel, he had no plans to turn either of them loose.

      Playing both sides against the middle assured him a never-ending supply of quality ass in his bed.

      At least for now.

      But after a quick romp, something Raquel said came back to him and he thought to question Brandi.

      “What do you think of the new girl?”

      Brandi shrugged. “She’s all right. Nothing special as far as I can tell. Just your basic small-town country girl who thought it would be cool to go to the big city.”

      “You think that’s all there is to her?”

      “Yeah? Why?”

      He shrugged. “No reason. Just trying to get a feel for her.”

      “And why is that?”

      He chucked her chin gently. “Hey, you know it’s my job to make sure that everyone is playing nicely,” he said, brushing a brief kiss across her lips. “So don’t be getting something in your head that it’s anything more than professional interest.”

      Brandi nodded but she said, “Are you sure? You wouldn’t be messing around on me, right?”

      “Of course not, baby. You’re my number one girl.” The lie tripped easily from his tongue, but there was a certain amount of truth to it, too. Brandi was the kind of girl he could potentially see a future with, whereas Raquel was just an exciting diversion.

      Satisfied, Brandi settled against his chest. “She seems like a cool person. I mean, she has this slight edge to her, like she’s holding back something, but when she went out on stage, she really went all out. I was kind of impressed.”

      “A natural,” he mused. “How did the other girls take to her?”

      “The usual. Raquel was a bitch and Capri was a chattering twit, fawning all over her with that little bubblegum voice of hers, and Big Jane was no-nonsense. I didn’t pay attention to anyone else.” Brandi looked him in the eye. “And what about you? How’s the new guy? He any good?”

      “Yeah, he’s decent. He said he worked for Grind. That’s pretty impressive cred.”

      “I know someone who goes to Grind all the time. Want me to ask around if they know about him?”

      “Yeah, baby, that’s real smart.”

      Brandi snuggled in tighter and yawned, but before she could fall asleep, Angelo nudged her. “Time to go home, baby-girl. You know I can’t sleep with anyone else in the bed.”

      Brandi groaned and sleepily rose to a sitting position with a pout. “But I’m so tired,” she complained, rubbing her eyes. “Why can’t I just stay?”

      “Because I want our time together to be special and something I look forward to. If we start living together...that’s a death sentence, baby.”

      She knew this wasn’t an argument she would win and she knew better than to push it. He slapped her ass as she climbed from the bed and grudgingly dressed.

      “That’s my girl. Make sure you lock up when you leave.”

      “Sure,” she mumbled and made her way downstairs.

      He listened as she exited the house and then drove away.

      Grabbing his cell, he sent a quick text.

      Product in hand. Party set.

      Extremely satisfied with how the day had ended, he fell asleep within minutes.

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