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Rising back up, I trail a hand up the inside of her thigh. “Oh, I’m going to, Roxanne. You’ll feel every-fucking-thing marrow deep.” When I reach the top of her thigh, I’m surprised to find she’s not wearing any underwear, and a growl rumbles up my chest.
Taking her in, leaning there half naked and burning up with lust and rage, I watch as her eyes lock onto my cock when I take it in hand. Her tongue swipes out, licking her lips as I give it a couple of tugs. It’s already slick from the precum she coated it in before, but as another bead seeps from the tip, I reach out my other hand, slipping my fingers between her folds. She opens her legs wider, for better access, as I dip two fingers inside her sweet pussy. She’s wet. So fucking wet.
“Holding a gun to my head turn you on, Tinks?” Her head drops back to the wall with a hiss as I add another finger. “Answer me,” I demand, pumping in and out of her.
“Yes,” she murmurs, then gasps as I hit that special spot. “I wanted…ahhh…to fucking hurt you for what you did to me.” Her hand curls around my neck, gripping tightly, as I lean in and nip at her neck, kissing the pulse point thumping in her neck.
“You have the power to destroy me if you wish, Tinks.” Withdrawing my fingers, a whimpered cry at the loss escapes her before it’s replaced with a scream of pleasure as I lift her, legs wrapping around me, and slam inside her. Her back crashes against the wall as I drive into her, over and over, until I feel her clenching down on me like a damn vice. I don’t let up as she comes, cursing me as she does. Her nails claw at my back and neck, one hand grips a fistful of hair, almost ripping it from my scalp as her orgasm peaks.
“Fuck you, Maddox! Fuck you for hurting me! Fuck you…” her words trail off as I pull her away from the wall and spin around then drop down onto the sofa. Roxanne adjusts so she’s straddling me, and I rise up, ramming into her as she slams down on me. She takes charge, riding me slow and sure. Each roll and rise of her hips is met with a firm thrust.
“Ahhh, fuck!” she cries as another orgasm begins to build, and I grip her throat again as I feel my own release rising. Her eyes lock on me as her orgasm takes over and her movements falter, but I tighten my hold on her neck and thrust up into her chasing my own release. Her body shudders, one of her hands wrapping round my wrist, nails digging in, as her pussy convulses, milking my cock. As I come, I bury my dick so deep inside her, she’ll feel my cum shooting at her cervix with the force of a damn bullet.
I loosen the grip I have on her throat and move it to her chin, raising her head to look at me.
“I own you, Roxanne,” I tell her, as her glazed eyes meet mine, my cock still pulsing inside her. “Do you understand now?” She gives a very small nod of her head, but her eyes spark with defiance and she tenses at the thought of being owned by anyone. I pull her face toward me, dropping a kiss to her lips.
“Wh—”
I cut her off with another kiss. “Shhh. I know you have questions but not here. And if I stay inside you another minute, I’ll need to fuck you again. Not sure—” It’s my turn to get cut off as the door to the office opens, a voice calling out as they enter.
“You better not be fucking on my desk, Lawler, or you’ll have no balls left when I’m done with you,” Mickey threatens, striding into the room without a care in the fucking world.
I immediately try to cover Roxanne’s arse and growl out my own threat. “Unless you want me cutting your eyes out with a blunt object, I suggest you fucking close them.” I rise from the sofa, turning around to shield Roxanne from Mickey’s roving eyes if he was stupid enough not to heed my threat.
“You should have told me you planned to seduce him, Whitmore, and I would have turned the cameras off, but instead, I’ll have myself a merry time wanking to your little sex tape later.”
I spin around ready to bust his fucking nose when Roxanne speaks.
“Play nice now, Mickey. You owed me. Besides, I’m not your type,” she jests, and I catch the wink she gives him as she does her jeans back up.
“What the fuck?” I turn to watch her as she pulls her shoes back on and picks up the gun, placing the magazine back in before shoving it in the back of her jeans.
“Don’t look so surprised, Maddox.” Walking past me, she pats me on the fucking cheek before stopping to lean in and give Mickey a kiss on the cheek. She just chuckles at my growl as I step up behind her.
“Let’s fucking go, Roxanne, before I paint this room red with Mikey’s entrails.”
This time it’s Mickey who chuckles as we leave. Out in the corridor, I pull her arm back, stopping her and pinning her against the wall.
Before I can get a word out, she shuts me down. “You’re still on my shit list, Maddox. One little fuck and two orgasms—very good ones, I’ll admit— and a half-arsed declaration of love does not absolve you or mean you don’t owe me an explanation, but I need to find Kavanagh.” She tries to push past me, but I stop her again.
“Kavanagh is here?” All the orgasmic euphoria from before is quickly replaced with the need to break bones. My phone rings in my pocket and without looking I know it’s Zak wondering where the fuck I’ve got to. “Fuck!”
Roxanne slips past me while I’m distracted, and I hurry after her. It seems she has some explaining to do too.
ChapterTen
Zak
Reluctantly, Bowser and I head for the exit. I take one last look at Laskin and the Acers, making sure they haven’t followed Mad, but they are all still there. Laskin has now turned away and is watching Maddox as he disappears toward Mickey’s office.
Once outside and far enough away to not be overheard I turn to Bowser.
“Did you find out anything?”
“He wasn’t home. Well, he didn’t answer the door if he was. I didn’t see anyone enter or leave while I was there either.”
“Have you called him?” Bowser shakes his head. “So call him and track his phone. I want to know where he is and who with. Call me as soon as you have something.”
