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Finally, the orgiastic release fades, leaving me slumped and deflated on the couch. I lie back and draw in long hot breaths, my body pulsing with the release, my heart hammering thunderously in my chest.
He bites my leg softly, and then smooths his hands over my belly and under my shirt, up toward my breasts.
“You horny fucking virgin,” he snarls. “Get that top off, now. I need to see those perfect tits.”
I sit up to find him looking over me, his jaw tight with tension, his eyes blazing as he stares solidly at me. I nod and make a hmm noise, the only sound I can summon.
He grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it up and over my head, leaving me naked except for my bra. The air prickles my naked skin, my nipples.
And then he reaches forward with a sudden movement, grabbing my bra and pulling sharply, snapping it so the clasp breaks.
He growls as he stares down at my breasts.
I gaze up at him, moaning and tugging at his sleeve.
He smirks. “Use your words, princess.”
“I want to… see you,” I whimper.
The corners of his lips twitch, something between a feral snarl and a smirk. “If I get naked with you, fuck, I won’t be able to stop myself from claiming that creamy hole.”
He slides one hand up my leg and slips his finger inside of me. I’m slick, soaked from the release, and he pushes right inside of me until he’s buried to the knuckle.
I whimper as he leans down and grips my breast with his other hand, bringing his mouth to it and sucking on my nipple. My nipple hardens and tingles, and suddenly I know I can do this.
“I can… I’m ready,” I murmur.
He sits back. “What?”
“I think I am.”
His eyes glimmer as he pushes his finger deeper, swirling it in tantalizing circles so something deep inside of me throbs and tingles and sends out shivering pulsations.
“Then let’s get you even wetter,” he snarls. “And then I’m going to fuck our firstborn into your greedy horny virgin slit—”
A phone rings in the bunker, from the entrance, a shrill blare.
“You have a phone here?” I say in shock.
“Only one person has the number.”
He’s on his feet, all thoughts of our closeness seemingly forgotten.
“Who?” I ask.
“My partner on the force of ten years, Alex Garcia. If he’s calling, it must be serious. Fuck.”
“What?”
He lets out a feral sigh. “I don’t know. But I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”
Chapter Twelve
Rider
I grab the landline phone from the wall, rage moving through me as I press it against my ear.
We were so fucking close.
I knew I could prove to her that she’s more sexual than she thinks.
She got caught up in the moment, the same way I did, finding it impossible to deny how badly she wanted to fall into our lust.
And now this damn phone call.
“Yes?”
“It’s me,” Alex says. “I’m sorry to call, but… they got my family, Rider. The fucking mob, the fucking Cartel, they got Maria and the kids.”
“What?”
“They told me I had to contact you…”
“Are they there?” I growl.
“Yes.” He sounds defeated, guilty. “I’m sorry. But my wife…”
“You did the right thing.” I sigh darkly. “What do they want?”
“He says you’ve got his niece, Ruby. Is that true? That’s just loco, partner.”
My blood feels as though it freezes over when I hear Alex use the word loco. It was a code word we settled on a long time ago, when we first started working together, one of many we worked out to deal with hostage-type situations.
Luckily we’ve never had cause to try them out until now.
Loco means, Whatever I just said is bullshit. They made me say it.
Which means they don’t have Alex’s family, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t in danger.
They’ve clearly got their damn hands on him.
Alex is tough though, one of the grittiest bastards I’ve ever met.
To get him to agree to this phone call they must’ve done some pretty grim stuff to him.
He’s telling me – without letting his captors know – that when I turn up I should be ready to fight because there are no innocents at risk.
Well, he’s an innocent, but when you’ve worked as a cop for as long as I have, you tend not to think of your life as particularly valuable. That’s a depressing thought, but it’s true.
“Yeah.” I grit my teeth when I think about Aaron torturing my partner. “Does he want to trade?”
“Sundown,” Alex says. “The docks, the abandoned warehouse at the end of the row.”
I nod, even if he can’t see me. “Yeah, I know it.”
“Bring the girl and don’t keep me waiting, hombre.”
I nod again when Alex uses another code word. He’s telling me to ignore whatever he’s saying. In this case, he’s sneakily telling me not to bring Ruby, because to bring her would mean – in his eyes – giving up the most valuable asset we’ve acquired in our hunt of the mob and the Cartel in years.
