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Tatum was fucking stunning. She was perfect with her soft curves that I loved sliding my hands over, and her strength that was an excellent match to my power when I fucked her. The thing I loved the most, though, was that when she stood naked in front of me, there was nothing in our way. Slowly, she was allowing me to strip back the invisible layers that guarded her soul at all other times. Sometimes she tried to run from me, but those times were becoming less and less. One day, she’d give it all to me.
I stood and yanked my jeans and briefs off before sitting back down, taking her with me. She straddled my lap and took hold of my face with both hands as she caught my mouth in another searing kiss. Ending it, breathless, she begged, “Can I please have this cock now?”
Jesus, I felt her demand deep in my gut. My hands went straight to her hips and I lifted her to position her over my dick. When I had her where I wanted her, I thrust up and inside her.
“Fuck,” I rasped. Nothing was better than being inside my woman. Fucking nothing.
Her hands gripped my shoulders.
Fingers digging in.
Head back.
Neck exposed.
A sexy-as-fuck sound coming from her mouth.
I licked her throat as we fucked, inspiring her to claw at my skin, scratching me. Growling deeply, I sunk my teeth into her, marking her as mine.
“I love your fucking teeth,” she cried out, her pussy squeezing around my dick. She fucked me madly, her body bouncing, her tits all over the place, hair everywhere.
“Jesus, I’m going to come,” I said, pretty fucking sure I couldn’t hold it back much longer.
“Me too,” she panted, and on a roar, with one last hard slam into her, I came.
She orgasmed a moment later, right before she collapsed against me. When I caught my breath, I moved her hair off her face so I could find her eyes. “Did I wear you out, Vegas?”
Cracking one eye open, she said, “Nope. I’m ready to go again. You?”
Placing my arms around her, I chuckled. “You are so full of shit, but my dick will be ready for you to suck soon if you want.”
She swatted me playfully. “You need to run me a bath and pour me a wine. Then we can discuss what I’m going to do with your cock.”
Later that night, when she slept next to me, I traced circles over her hip and thought about how far we’d come. We still didn’t have a play-by-play for this relationship, but I was slowly seeing a future I’d never imagined before. A future with Tatum by my side.
* * *
The next day, I decided to get to the bottom of why my uncle was in Sydney and why he wanted to sell discounted guns to Storm. No way did I buy any of the
shit he’d fed King.
I called ahead and organised to meet at his hotel. He requested I come up to his room and against my better judgement, I did.
“Take a seat,” he said when I entered his room. He gestured at one of the lounges in the large suite he had.
“I’ll stand. This won’t take long.”
He watched me with the cold gaze I knew well. “As you will, then.” Pouring a drink, he said, “It’s good to see you’ve come to your senses, son.”
I had to restrain myself from punching him. His reference to me as his fucking son was one I despised. “I haven’t. And don’t fucking call me that. I’m only here to find out the truth behind you showing up on Storm’s doorstep peddling guns.”
Looking at me over the rim of the glass as he drank the water he’d poured, he said, “I want you to run my Sydney operation. I trained you for that and I want what I put my time and money into all those years ago.”
The way he said it sounded like he fully expected to get what he came for. There was a cold and calculated tone to what he said that iced my veins. I clenched my fists, remembering I’d been strong enough to escape him once before and that I would remain strong against him again. He didn’t own me anymore. “There is nothing you can say or do that would ever make me say yes to that.”
He regarded that statement and slowly placed his glass on the coffee table next to him. Looking back up at me, he said, “Oh, I will find a way, Rhys. I’m surprised at your lack of memory.”
“What memory?” Fuck, I knew he was leading me down a path I didn’t want to go, but the question fell out before I could stop it.
