Justice For Juniper novel Chapter 7

Viewing Party – Part II

“Asshole,” Benicio whispered from his position.

The woman stepped into the apartment minutes later and draped herself over Kyst. He firmly pushed her back.

“Come on Denise. At least say hello.”

“Hello. Can we fuck now?”

He ran a hand through his hair frustratedly, “this is the last time.”

“Yeah right,” Denise scoffed, “you like my submissive pussy, and I like your need to fuck. It’s too bad your wife is so rigid about her schedule and won’t give you the daily sex you used to enjoy but admit it, you need to get off as much as I do.”

Juniper gasped when Kyst grabbed her Denise by the throat and slammed her against the closed door. “Do not talk about my wife. She is fucking saint. She is doing everything she can to bring our child into the world. I owe her everything. You are a hole I am fucking out of nothing more than desperation.”

“Then get to fucking,” Denise croaked out, closing her eyes and letting her head fall to one side.

Juniper gasped when she realized while he was telling Denise off, Kyst had pulled his cock from his jeans and was inching it up

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buckled.

She covered her cars as she buried her face into her knees, letting her tears fall. She felt a pair of hands lift her up, scooping her from the knees and settling on the sofa. She looked to see Phineas’ concerned expression on her face as he wiped her tears. She let her hands fall from her ears and noted they’d muted the sound.

Her eyes flicked to the screen unwittingly and she closed them again. She’d been taken against that exact same door with similar passion by Kyst more than once in their marriage, minus the hand around the throat. She didn’t look back to the monitor but lifted her chin with only a minor tremble in her bottom lip, “he’s going to be a while. He’s not a two-pump chump.”

“I don’t get the attraction,” Benicio’s eyes were glued to the screen. “She’s like a ragdoll. She’s literally doing nothing but being held in place. He’s putting her on the sofa and literally nothing. Her hands are at her sides not even touching him.”

Adil spoke up, “yet she’s screaming at him to fuck her harder.” He motioned to the earbud he’d put in. He frowned at Juniper, “sorry.”

“Benicio, I want a divorce.” Her words were quiet, but they echoed around the room.

“We’ll make it happen, Juniper.” Benicio said seriously. “I have

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paperwork all ready for you to sign. I had Adil pull all your finances already. I know it’s invasive but we’re thorough.”

Feelings of being overwhelmed made her bite her bottom lip, “You’ll get me a place to stay starting tomorrow, right?” She’d find a hotel for tonight.

“It’s ready for you today. You can go there right from work. We’ll serve him while he’s at work tomorrow. When he goes to work tomorrow, I’ll arrange for you to go in and get your belongings.” Phineas said quietly, “you deserve to have your grandmother’s throw in your new home.”

“Uh,” Adil spoke up, “he’s talking a lot about how his wife is better than Denise and how once Juniper can start having sex every day again, he’ll get rid of Denise because all he really needs is his wife.”

“Are you kidding me?” she gave a bitter hateful laugh. “He’s never getting this again.”

Adil held out an earbud to Phineas who listened attentively and lifted an eyebrow in her direction.

“What?”

“You like to role play?”

“What the fuck is he telling her?” Juniper turned to glare at the screen but then looked away as she caught a glimpse of her

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husband holding a woman’s legs up in the air while he jack hammered away at her. “God, they didn’t even take their clothes off.”

“Seriously, Juniper? You like pretending you’re on trial and your punishment is whatever the judge decides?”

“Shut up, Phineas.”

“I’m still your boss,” he commented but his eyes were decidedly curious about the very personal information he was gleaning from his voyeurism.

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