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Chapter Six
Hawk
I don’t waitfor her to answer and drop to my knees between hers, my focus on the paradise directly in front of me although my gaze is riveted to hers. “There are a few rules to this method of interrogation.”
“I don’t—oh!” She jerks in the chair when I slide my finger between her weeping folds and sink it into her pussy, not slowing until my knuckles stop me. I then fuck her with two fingers. Her eyes glaze over as she falls back into the chair.
“You can’t get up off this chair until we’re done.” I play with her pussy, drawing out more slick nectar.
“Mmm.” She licks her lips. “Okay. I can do that.”
“You also aren’t allowed to come until I say.” I grin when she rounds her eyes, clearly not happy with that rule. Keeping her stimulated, her orgasm holding her hostage until she’s willing to do anything to break free of the torture binding her body tighter than a coiled snake about to strike is the best way to keep her distracted from connecting the questions I’m about to ask. I know she would never willingly keep something from me, but I’m looking for links she’s not even aware of. Information can’t be bought with my sweet Betty—but it can be drawn out of her in other ways.
When she doesn’t agree to my terms, I remove my hands and look at her. “Do you understand?”
She nods quickly. “Whatever you say, Hawk. You know I’ll do whatever you say.”
That’s my baby. I slide my fingers back into her pussy while I take special care of her clit with my thumb. “First question.” Now her eyelids are drooping, her lips softening. I curl my finger and brush across her G-spot. Her eyes fly open as she jerks out of the chair, gasping as she lifts up. I ease her back down. “Pay attention, baby.”
“I—I’m listening.” She relaxes into the chair.
I take my time mixing her pussy juices around with my finger before lifting my hand and using my tongue to clean my digit. Delicious. “Have you ever heard the name Petrov?”
She’s captivated by me licking my fingers. It takes her a few seconds before she blinks out of her daze. “Um…I don’t think so.”
“Think harder.” I sink my finger back into her velvety warmth and stroke her channel. “Harder, honeybee.” I slam two fingers deep inside her. She rocks her hips, fucking my hand.
“Hawk,” she whimpers and rubs her slick clit against my palm. “I can’t think when you…ah!” I tease her sweet backside with a slippery finger.
“Yes, baby. You can. Petrov. McLane. Goines. Are any of those names familiar to you?” There are others, but those were the biggest threats Mr. Grimm identified, each second-tier family a threat for a different reason, yet all wanting the same outcome—to earn a seat at the table with the big boys.
“G-G-Goines,” she stutters out, panting as I work her clit with slow, lazy circles. “I think…m-maybe…that one.”
Her answer doesn’t please me. Jerry Goines was a bottom feeder, a spineless piece of shit who pissed off the wrong person and ended up with a bullet between the eyes. None of the head families ordered the hit—that any of them admitted to, anyway—but no one mourned his death, either.
I spread Betty’s legs wider, opening her crux to me like a blooming flower. Inhaling deeply, I take in her scent, filling my lungs until my mouth waters to taste her and lap up the source of the intoxicating aroma.
“Hawk,” she cries softly when I continue to massage her clit while sliding fingers into her slick heat. Her entire body shudders as her pussy spasms, gripping my fingers tighter.
“No coming until I say,” I remind her.
“No fair,” she counters in the cutest little whimper.
“When did you hear the name Goines? Who said it, and what did they say?” No one else knew of my assignment. And Grimm sure as hell didn’t do business with Goines.
“P-Please, Hawk.” She reaches for me.
I nearly give in to my woman’s pleas. The cream continues to flow from her pussy, coating my fingers and taunting me with what I can’t have until I finish my interrogation. Just one more question and I’ll know without a doubt if my suspicions are true. “Who said it?”
“P-Please,” she hiccups. “Please, Hawk. Take me to the bedroom.”
“Not until you answer.” To prove my point, I remove my hands from her body. She immediately responds by grabbing for them, but I easily evade her grasp. “Tell me who mentioned the name Goines or you’ll not get any of your Hawk’s cock.” I pull my hard shaft from my pants and stroke it between her legs, teasing her with just the tip exploring her lips. “You want this cock inside you, don’t you, baby?”
“Y-Yes. Oh, yes.” She rocks her hips, desperate for me to end this torture. I can relate. My balls are so tight I swear to god one deep thrust and I’m going to explode inside my little honeybee.
“Who?” I rest my cock against her entrance. “Give me a name and this can all be over. I’ll plunge deep, making you come hard on my dick.” I rock my hips, barely nudging the tip of my shaft between her saturated folds. Leaning forward, I lower my lips to a breath above hers. “One name, baby. One name and I’ll fuck this pussy until you scream my name.”
“Oh god.” She grabs my shirt and curls her fingers into a death grip. Each time she wiggles her hips to slip my cock inside her pussy, I shift, and she whimpers in frustration. “You’ve never talked like this before.”
