The lights are off when we enter, per usual, and instead of turning them on, I flick a button by the door that starts up the neons. I watch her reaction – her eyes sparkle, mouth opens slightly as she takes it all in. Warmth fills me as I pull her farther inside. There are two chairs close to the desk and a couch on the far wall. I take a seat in my gaming chair, expecting her to take the other. Instead, she perches herself on my lap.
I wrap one hand around her waist, toying with the bottom of her shirt, as I use the other to fiddle with the computer mouse, waking up the systems that bring more light into the room. She meets my gaze over her shoulder, and smiles. “So what did you want to show me?”
My throbbing cock for starters.I grind into her ass, leaving no questions about how she affects me. “This and that.” The images from various security cameras show us what’s taking place at each location that we’re monitoring.
“Damn, how many cameras do you need?”
“You do know what we do for a living, right?”
She grinds her ass back into me. “You mean kidnapping is just a side hustle?”
“Fucking brat.” I squeeze her hip. At this point, I’m so hard I think I might explode.
“What is that?” Her change in tone directs me to another screen.
“I have cameras watching the docks and all of the places that Helix owns and operates.”
“I would ask how you got access to all of that, but I probably wouldn't understand your answer. How else are you monitoring Helix?”
“I’ve had AI malware installed in several of their systems for a while now. It monitors communication and flags any patterns, specifically things that are unusual or out of place but consistent. Then we look closer into the individuals involved that have been flagged.”
She nods in understanding. Her eyes zero in on one of the screens. “What is going on there?”
“That was a few weeks ago. I keep rewatching the footage for something that might link this to whoever runs the operation.” Her eyes are taking in every detail, every girl that is drugged and bound, and the men standing around armed. When a car pulls up, I hear her sharp intake of breath. Suddenly the camera goes black, just like every time I watch it.
“What happened?” She twists around, something I can't quite place in her gaze.
“I think they had a signal jammer in that car. Part of why I’m having trouble getting anything after this one car arrives.”
“Do you know whose car that is?”
“Couldn't get a clear enough image of the plate to freeze and run before it cut off.”
Her quiet voice answers, “It’s one of Helix’s company cars.” She won't meet my eyes.
“How do you know?”
Biting her lip, she clenches and unclenches her fists before answering. “The small symbol on the side mirror.” Shit, I didn’t even catch that. “Paired with the dent in the front that I may or may not have put there when a mailbox got into my way.” Her cheeks flush a rosy hue.
I can't stop the laughter welling in my chest. “I am never letting you drive.”
“Well, it’s hard to drive a car when you can't leave the house.” She pokes me in the chest, before growing serious again. “A lot of people have access to those cars. It’s going to take more than a company vehicle to convince me that my father is the head of a trafficking ring and using Helix Enterprises to cover it all up.” I’m not sure if she’s trying to convince me or herself, but I suspect the latter.
I tap her leg and encourage her to turn around to face me so that her legs are straddling my lap. “What if I take you with us on Sunday to see for yourself?”
Biting her lip, she grinds her pussy on my throbbing dick. Leaning so that her tits press against my chest, she puts her mouth on my ear and whispers, “Only if I get to ride the bike.” Her teeth catch my earlobe causing a hiss to escape me. The image of fucking her over my bike has me thrusting up against her.Too many clothes.
“Anything for you, Siren.”
She plants small kisses down my neck. “Anything?” There’s a challenge in her tone. She leans back, meeting my gaze head on. “And what if I ask you to make me come?”
I rise with her still wrapped around me, and walk her over to the couch, lowering her slowly onto the cool leather. My knees connect with the ground as I prepare to worship at the altar that is Fallon Helix. One of my hands slides into her thick dark hair to cradle the back of her head. I lean down, keeping my lips a breath away from hers as my other hand skims down her stomach to the button on her jeans. When my lips descend on hers, I flick the button open.
The sound of her moan sends a surge of desire through me. I trail kisses along her jaw and down to her neck, where I can feel her pulse galloping in beat with mine. When I release her, her eyes follow my every movement.
I tug at her jeans and she lifts her hips so I can peel her tight pants and then her panties off. She moans as my hands trail down her thighs.
I kneel between her legs and she props up so that I can strip off her tank top. Her black lace bra hits the floor with the rest of her clothes, leaving her completely exposed.
