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“He doesn’t need to. This is my problem to handle, and I have the best protection for his daughter.”
He nods, taking it all in. “We done?”
“Done,” I agree. “Now, go home and kiss your kid tonight.”
He climbs out and bangs his goodbyes on the hood of the Ferrari, making Dog fidget and bark.Before I can offer her an invitation to the front of the car, she’s curled up next to me in a furry ball of sly persistence.
26
EDIER
There’ssomething so sensual about how she sleeps.
As skilled as I am at breaking down her inhibitions, as much as I enjoy making those cheeks blush and her skin bloom beneath my slaps and rough touches, there’s an impetuousness to how she’s sprawled across the mattress tonight with the sheet kicked off and her skimpy white panties on display. She’s naked everywhere else, her pale skin smooth and taut, her spine gently curving below the waistband of those same panties—the ones I’d like to tug slowly down her slender thighs with my teeth.
I slide my finger across the monitor, tracing the curves of her ass, before stopping at the apex of her thighs, over that soft mound that I’d kneel before and worship every hour of the day if I could—my mouth watering as I recall the honeyed taste of her.
My clean-up crew did a good job. Even her bed had been replaced by the time she arrived home from the sushi restaurant at eleven thirty-three. The apartment was spotless, and the poison used on the dress screened and detected. Although it was a heavily diluted concentrate, if she’d worn it for another hour, she would have experienced severe dizziness and blood pressure issues, not to mention reactions with her current medication.
I’ve receivedEl Alquimista’sdeclaration loud and clear, but he won’t be getting one back from me.
I don’t play war games. Instead, I’m going to sit back and wait as patiently as Dog, and when he least expects it, I’ll rip out the bleeding heart of his entire operation.
Tearing my eyes from the screen, I pour myself a double of Macallan and knock it back in one hit. It does nothing to cool my ardor. If anything, the heat at the back of my throat is just fanning the flames inside.
I need her tonight.
Need her more than ever.
I need to lose, and find, myself in her body again.
Hissing at Dog to ‘stay’, I let myself into her apartment via the connecting door I had secretly installed last year. I’m removing my clothes as I go, first my shoes, jacket, holster, and shirt, and then my pants, socks, and shoes. By the time I reach her room, I’m completely naked, my hard cock bobbing and aching and leading the fucking way as I take my place at the foot of the bed. Morality isn’t a code I live by, and it has no place in this room. Consent is a gray line that I’ll cross, but only to bring her pleasure…
Just shut the fuck up, brain, and put your mouth on her.
She looks so small in the middle of the bed, her long black hair fanning out across the white sheet, her small hand curled into a loose fist, and her breathing soft and even.
So fragile and so damn fuckable.
Kneeling behind her, I rain soft kisses down her spine, reveling in the smooth warmth beneath my lips, before I’m sinking my teeth into the waistband of her panties like I’d imagined doing. She stirs in her sleep, and I swear she lifts her hips for me like the good fucking girl that she is.
Once she’s naked, I roll her over, her head flopping to the side with the motion. She moans, but her eyelids stay shut. Positioning myself next to her, the mattress dipping beneath my weight and pitching her even more dangerously close to me, I run my fingers through the narrow strip of dark hair between her legs, then cup her pussy, groaning inwardly at her scorching heat.
The digital clock on her nightstand is blinking 01:00 a.m.
I think about the morning I left, exactly four years ago, when I’d lain next to her for hours, waging a battle with myself.
Restless to stay. Restless to go.
I part her legs just enough to slide my middle finger into her pussy. She’s still wet from earlier. Still leaking traces of my cum. I dip my head and breathe us in, a scent so unique and powerful it shoots lust straight to my cock.
The feeling is so intense I have to pause for a second, otherwise I’ll be coming all over her pussy before I’ve even fucked it.This is what she does to me. It’s not black magic, it’s white. It’s Ella’s spell, and I’m one hundred percent under it.
Dipping my head, I wrap my lips around her still-swollen clit bud and suck gently, stealing another moan from her parted mouth. At the same time, I move my finger in and out of her, smirking to myself as her hips start to sway in time to my relentless rhythm, even when she’s asleep.
Flattening my tongue, I lick her pussy in long, firm strokes until I feel the tension growing in her thighs. Her hip sways increase. That’s when I know she’s awake and sentient.
“What are you doing?” she asks drowsily, her eyes still shut fast, smiling that secret smile which tells me she knows exactly what it is, but that she likes it, and if I stop, she’ll be disappointed.
