Page 34 of Ruthless Vengeance


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Another knock comes at the door, and she calls out, “We’ll be out in five.” Her brow raises in challenge.

“Five, huh? Fuck that, I’ll have you coming in two.” And with that, I pick her up and spin round, setting her down on the desk. I make quick work of getting her jeans off then yank her arse forward and drop to my knees as I push her legs up and back, displaying her sweet, glistening pussy. She watches me as I glide my thumbs up her slit, spreading her lips and revealing the little bundle of nerves, which is already swollen and begging for attention. The heady scent of her arousal has my cock jumping with its own need, but I can wait as tasting her and watching her fall apart beneath me will be enough for now.

Our eyes lock, and a thrill flashes in her blown pupils as I dip my head and lick all the way up her slit. Her hand comes to my head, grasping a handful of hair as I begin my feast. I don’t take my eyes off her for a second. I watch enraptured as her orgasm builds before she finally surrenders to it biting her lip and with a muted whimper.

A few strands of hair fall free as she releases me, showing how tight her grip was, and I give her one last lick that has her jolting back and cursing from the oversensitivity.

“Fuck, no more, Zak.”

“That’s just the warm-up. You fucking wait till I have you laid out on my bed later, free for the taking. You’ll be begging me to let you come and then some.” I let out a groan as the visual of that makes my cock weep.

She grasps my chin, pulling me up so we are face to face, nose to nose, and she can see the remnants of her orgasm still glistening on my mouth.

“Do you want me to take care of that for you?” She reaches out and grasps my painfully hard dick, stroking it firmly. “We still have a couple of minutes,” she teases challengingly.

I lean in and kiss her, thrusting my tongue in her mouth and making sure she tastes herself too.

“I’m good.” I pull away, stepping out of reach as she pouts in disappointment. “You’re going to learn the benefits of delayed gratification later,” I tell her, tucking my cock away, much to its misery. I watch as she closes her legs, involuntarily tensing them, and it brings a devious smile to my face. “Come on.”

She quickly dresses, and I pull her in for another kiss before opening the door. She strides ahead of me, and I notice her arm has been bleeding again. I shake my head at myself knowing I should have made her get it looked at before giving in to her.

We find everyone in the kitchen, including the doctor, sitting at the table each with a cup of tea or coffee in front of them and a plate of biscuits in the middle.

I run a hand through my hair, which is no doubt a mess already thanks to Rox, and catch Mitch’s eye as I raise my head. He’s not looking too happy, and you don’t need to be a genius to work out what we’ve been doing.

After a quick introduction to the doctor, Mitch asks to have a word while Rox gets her arm seen to and Maria shows Star to Rox’s room.

I lead Mitch back to our office, closing the door behind him and wait for the…whatever it is he’s got to say.

“Are you two a thing?” he asks. “Because I thought, well, Maddox implied that Roxy and he were…or at least, you know.”

I chuckle internally at the doting father act and him not being able to think of Rox screwing guys. Which seems a little strange given her very promiscuous late teen years. The thought actually wipes the humour from my mind altogether. I suddenly sympathise with him.

“Yes, and yes respectively.” Confusion crosses his face for no more than a second before it’s transformed to surprised confusion with a deep scowl and slightly parted mouth.

“So, you’re all… Okay, I don’t need to know about this.” He rubs a hand over his scruff covered chin. “Tell me about Star, how the fuck is she here?”

“From the little that Rox has shared, Rogers took her the night he murdered Tracey and sold her at a fucking auction. I have no idea how she’s here or where she’s been for the last ten years.”

“Jesus fucking Christ!” He paces back and forth before asking, “Any news from, Maddox?”

“No, nothing yet. I’m guessing he’s the one that told you where we were?”

“Actually, it was Smithy. My guess is he’s Kavanagh’s man on the inside.”

“Yeah, makes sense. Based on the info we got from Marchant, it’s likely Noah is Rogers’ inside man. But I don’t think he’s the only dirty cop on Rogers’ payroll. Before we left, a female cop turned up and Rox took one look at her then immediately demanded we get Star out of there.”

“You know her name?”

“No, but Rox definitely knows her and so does Smithy.” Changing the subject, I ask, “You and her sorted?”

“I think so. She just needs time to process. She seem different to you?”

“Yeah, I get the impression that Rox the policewoman is no longer in charge. This is the Rox of old with all her illusions stripped away. I know this isn’t what you wanted for her, but this is always where she was meant to be, Mitch. It’s who she is.”

“I know who she is, Zak. She’s always been the Rox you remember just a muted version. I’ll never be completely happy with your way of life, but it won’t make me love her any less. No matter what happens, what she does, she’ll always be the daughter I never had.”

“Good because she’s going to need you. Rogers has started a war that he can’t be allowed to win no matter the cost.” Mitch’s gaze locks on mine, and he nods his understanding of what I didn’t say.

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