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So far, my research wasn’t turning up much. I touched base with a few contacts of mine in the BPD and DA’s office, asking if they knew anything about some guy named Tommy who was associated with the Irish mob—specifically with Pussycats.Unfortunately, Tommy wasn’t a unique name in that world.
Not one of them knew a damn thing, aside from one of my friends in the PD who managed to turn up some info on a guy named Tommy Rourke. My heart skipped a beat with excitement as I opened the email, only to see that the attached picture was of someone else, a middle-aged guy who was only tenuously connected to the Mafia.I was starting to think the guy had given me a fake name.
Before I knew it, midnight had rolled around. I finished the last sip of my wine before pouring a fresh half glass and sitting in my big chair near the window, looking out onto the city.
I know you’re out there, Kat. Not a chance in hell a woman like you is going to get taken out by some stupid mob.
Thinking about her like that made me feel a bit better. Still, I was scared. What if she was out there in pain, or trapped, or something even worse? I was determined to find her, no matter what.
Fatigue began to take hold of me, and I knew I was going to need some sleep. After placing my wine glass in the sink, I headed into the bedroom, flicked off the lights, and slipped under the covers.
The moment my eyes were closed, however,heappeared in my thoughts, clear as if he were standing right in front of me. I was back in the hallway, Tommy looming tall in front of me, those gorgeous blue eyes locked on mine, that knowing, cocky smirk on his face.
I was back in that heated moment when I was moving to leave, when my body grazed against his and all I could think about was his touch, his kiss. This time, he didn’t let me go. Instead, he placed his big, rough hands on my hips and held me in place.
“You know what, love?” he asked in that intoxicating brogue. “I changed my mind.”
“Is that right? You changed your mind on letting me go?”
He nodded slowly, his eyes staying on mine. “I could let you off with a warning, but with a headstrong woman like you, I don’t think that’d be enough for you to learn your lesson, to… really let it sink in.”
His eyes moved over my body, taking in every square inch of me. Once more, I licked my lips without thinking.
“There you go again,” he said. “And here I thoughtIwas the dangerous one.”
“Yeah?” My pussy tingled at his words, as I listened to him explain the hold I had over him.
“Yeah. You can’t tell me you don’t know what you’re doing, how fucking sexy it is when you drag your tongue over your lips like that. It’s enough to make a man feel like he can’t control himself.”
“And… what if I don’twanthim to control himself?”
A low growl sounded from his throat. He kept his hands on my hips, pulling me against him, letting me feel his hardness.
“You’re about to find out, love.”
He didn’t give me a chance to say another word. Tommy, or whatever his real name was, leaned in and placed his lips on mine, kissing me hard and deep. My mouth opened for him, urging his tongue to enter. When it did, his rich, whisky-tinged taste washed over my palate, rushing through me like the sweetest drug imaginable.
I moaned, his hands moving down over my hips and thighs, coming to a rest right at the hem of my dress. He took hold of the fabric and pulled it up over my hips, exposing the black thong I had on underneath.
He didn’t stop there. As he kissed me, he moved his right hand between my thighs, his warm roughness traveling up, the side of his finger grazing my pussy through my panties. I shuddered where I stood, the pleasure so instant and intense that all I could do was groan and close my eyes and grab onto his big, broad shoulders for support.
I focused on his touch, focused on the way he moved my panties to the side and slipped a finger into me.
“Oh… Oh God.”
He placed his other hand on the small of my back, holding me against him as he fingered me. I leaned in, resting my face against the soft, luxurious fabric of his suit, taking in the masculine musk that emanated from his body. It wasn’t long before my legs began to shake, the orgasm building and building until I couldn’t resist any longer. I lifted my left leg and pressed my body against him as hard as I could, bracing as the explosion of pleasure ripped through me.
The orgasm reached a crescendo, held for several perfect, glorious moments, then ebbed. As it did, I wanted more. I opened my eyes and reached down, grabbing onto his thickness through his slacks. He was stiff as could be, a sly smirk forming on his lips as he understood the extent of how much I wanted him.
“Turn around.”
His command was irresistible. I turned, placing my palms on the wall. Tommy grabbed my hips, pulling my ass toward him. I turned around, watching him move his hands over his belt buckle and zipper.
“Face forward.”
Any other time, hell, for that matter, any otherman,I would’ve bristled at the way he was telling me what to do, as if I were some soldier he could command. However, there was something about his tone, something about the way he spoke, that made me want nothing more than to give in. The fact that he’d made me come harder with just his fingers than I ever had in my life didn’t hurt matters, either.
I did as he asked, facing the wall. I bit down on my lower lip in anticipation, listening to the rustling of fabric as he took out his cock.
