A Working Christmas
Monica took Rene’s head between her hands and tipped it back. She looked down into his eyes.
“Talk,” she said, “or we’ll make you talk.”
“Guess you’ll just have to make me,” he said.
Monica released his head and placed her hands on Rene’s shoulders. Bright red nails moved down over his chest to his nipples. “Ever had your nipples tortured, Rene?”
“That’s an unusual interrogation technique, isn’t it?” Rene glanced at Holden. “Are you going to allow that, Detective?” he asked, his voice silky and seductive.
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