I sat there watching him drink back his whisky when he gave me a curious look. My heart began to beat faster and louder, I was sure he could sense my anxiety.
He kept his gaze on me for a couple more seconds, then lazily turned his head towards Jack. He licked his lips and began to roam his eyes over her body. " Wanna fuck?" He sat motionless waiting for a reply.
Jack sat with her mouth wide open and dumbfounded with his question. She looked over at me and back to Riddick. "Sure."
Riddick got up and slowly walked out of the kitchen down the hall to his bedroom. "C'mon," a low growl said coming from the dark hall.
Jack waited for a moment to let the event s of what happened to sink in. "You heard him ask that right?" Jack whispered sitting down beside me nervously. I shook my head with a smirk on my face.
"You know if you really want to fuck him this bad maybe you better go in there before he pass' out on ya." I said trying to hold back a giggle.
"Ya, ya, okay….I just gotta relax…breath." She paused taking some deep breaths.
" Okay bye." She giggled getting up and running down the hall to his room.
I sat at the table drinking the rest of my beer, when I felt someone watching me. "Eh, you cares," I murmured to myself shaking the feeling from my mind, and resting my head on my hands over the table. "Since Jack and Riddick will be busy for awhile I think I'll stay out here for awhile so I don't have to listen to every grunt and groan going on in there." She thought before she fell asleep.
