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His voice remained calm, but the sinful expression lining his face spoke volumes. Joshua’s self-restraint was cracking beneath my brazen enticement. Drawing his lips together in a tight, angry line, he slapped his cock against my lips, sending the bead of pre-come landing on the tip of my nose. With an impish grin, I gathered it up with my finger and slid it over my tongue. Moaning softly, I closed my eyes and savored the taste.
“You too. I’ll be in touch soon.”
He didn’t even say goodbye. Joshua simply ended the call, tossed his phone to the bed, then crossed his arms. He glared down at me, his nostrils flaring. “I have a belt, and I’m itching to use it on you, girl.”
“I’m sorry, Sir, I couldn’t help myself. You came back in the room all nice and hard and looking so damn sexy. I caved. A girl can only take so much temptation.” I bit my lips together to stifle a grin.
“So, this is how it’s going to be? You, constantly topping from the bottom, and trying to usurp my authority every chance you get?”
There it was, that harsh tone of disapproval. The smile fell from my face as I shook my head. “No, Sir. I was just having fun. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“I’m not upset. I’m disappointed. Your spirit is unique, Mellie, and I never want you to lose it, but I specifically told you not to move. We’re not going to get very far if you insist on challenging me every step of the way, girl.”
“I know, Sir. I’m sorry.”
Inundated with remorse, I issued a heavy sigh. Joshua reached down and cupped my chin. Tilting my head back, he stared into my eyes as he brushed his thumb over my lips. A ghost of a smile tugged his lips, and his expression softened.
“You’re not to beat yourself up over this, sweetheart. I’m simply setting ground rules, but I think I just found the key to unlock that gorgeous submissive inside you.”
I couldn’t help but notice the gleam of delight dancing in his eyes. Still, it didn’t erase the guilt lingering within or the worry of repercussions to come.
“That was Pruett on the phone. He’s sent over the surveillance footage from your neighbor. He wants you to look at it and ID Walker. Come on, hop up on the bed.”
“Okay,” I replied softly.
Helping me off the floor, Joshua snatched up his phone then sat next to me on the bed as he opened up the mail program. Staring at the screen, we watched a tall heavy-set man in dark clothing, sunglasses, and a baseball cap exit a black sedan. Giving a conspiratorial glance over his shoulder, the camera caught a surprisingly clear view of his face.
“What the…” I whispered. “That’s not Davis.”
“No. It’s not. Who is he, Mellie?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen that guy before in my life. Can you go back and pause or something?”
“Sure.” Joshua rewound the video, stopping the feed and enlarging the image.
Staring at the man’s round, fat cheeks and a bulbous nose, I shook my head. He looked nothing at all like Davis Walker. “I don’t know who that man is. Why is he stalking me?”
“You’re sure? He’s not a disgruntled client or something?”
“I’m positive. I’d eat the cost of a job and start over before I’d let a client down.” Perplexed, I gazed at the stranger’s face, racking my brain for even a hint of recollection. There was none.
“Maybe Walker hired this guy to do his bidding. Maybe he didn’t want to get his hands dirty.”
“You mean, like a hit man?” I choked.
“I don’t know. It’s not Walker, and you don’t recognize this guy. I’m just trying to find some logic here. Where’s your purse?”
“Over there, next to my suitcase.” I pointed across the room. “Why?”
“I want to see if you have any new messages, sweetheart,” Joshua explained as he snagged my handbag before rejoining me on the bed.
Even with all his hateful and threatening messages, I never truly thought Davis Walker was crazy enough to follow through with any of them. But now, the idea he might have hired someone to do god knows what to me sent a harsher surge of fear careening through me.
“Joshua, I’m scared.”
Turning, he pinned me with a sympathetic yet determined look. “No one is going to hurt you. Whoever this nut case is, he’s going to have to kill me before he’ll get to you.”
Fear was lodged in my throat, and I trembled, but I gave him a resolute nod. Joshua leaned in and kissed me, then tugged the blanket from the bed and wrapped it around me. Standing, he pulled a pair of jeans from his suitcase and put them on. I numbly watched him as he turned on my phone and started reading my texts. With an angry expression, he flipped the device off and tucked it back in my purse.
