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Rattler leaned over and slapped him on the back. “Nobody sells slimy like our cage fighter.”
“Scares me sometimes how fast I can slip back into it, but bottom line is, she took the bait.”
“Now, we have to put everything in motion.” Cobra locked eyes with Mamba. “I know you want one of us with Mandy while all this is going down and I was thinking it could be Boa. That way he can monitor your tracking devise on his laptop while keeping eyes on Mandy.”
Mamba thought for a minute, then nodded. “That works.” He trusted all the Serpents with his life, but Boa’s size alone intimidated even the meanest fuckers.
“All set then.” Cobra slammed down the gavel and they all filed out of the back room.
Normally, Mamba headed to the bar for a cold beer, but tonight he wanted to get home and lay it all out for Mandy. Of course, he wouldn’t go into detail, but he wanted her to know the importance of having Boa at the house. His woman could be stubborn with a strong independent streak, but he had to make her understand even if it meant scaring the shit out of her.
* * *
“Yes, I understand.”Mandy assured Mamba for the second time. “I’ll be fine.”
“I know you’ll be fine, but that’s not what this is about. This is about keeping you safe from fuckers who wouldn’t give a second thought to shooting you dead.”
“You don’t have to exaggerate.”
“I’m not, babe.” Mamba paced their living room with the intensity of a caged panther. “I’m layin’ it out for you so you get it, cause I ain’t playin’ or building shit up. You saw what happened on the highway, and that was just a warning because if they wanted it to be something more it could’ve gotten ugly.”
“I get it. Boa comes here and babysits me and I don’t leave his sight.”
He silently stared at her, then enveloped her in a hug. “In another twenty-four hours, all this shit will be over, I promise.”
She reached up and caressed his stubbled cheek. “I believe you, but you tend to forget I’m tough too.”
The soft touch turned into a kiss which got heated immediately. He grabbed up her hand and half led, half dragged, her into the bedroom. Like the Vikings who needed to be with their women one more time before they went into battle. He eased off her pants and panties then lowered her onto the bed. His pulse rocketed through him unable to wait. He ran his palms up her thighs, spreading them wide, then dove in sticking his tongue deep. He lapped at her loving her juices and when he nipped her clit her hips bucked off the mattress, as she screamed his name.
Her head rolled back against the pillows, and he leaned down to take her lips, wanting Mandy to taste herself, make them one, make it so she’d never be able to leave him.
He anchored his hands on her hips until she straddled him, then gripped her ass putting her right where he wanted her.
“You ready to come again?”
“Mmmm.” She moaned, then wiggled her ass, getting his cock close but not close enough.
“Answer me.” He slapped her ass cheek. “You wanna come again?”
“Yes, yes,” she chanted the words.
He slipped his fingers between them then rolled her clit between his forefinger and thumb.
“Can’t fuckin’ get enough of you. Want my mouth all over you, and my jizz dripping outta you.”
He pulled her hips forward until he slid into her wet heat keeping a steady pace as their skin slapped together. He leaned up kissing her belly, then making his way to her lush breasts. She held his head to her as she pumped him from above. Her movements became frantic and her panting became louder. Her head fell forward as her glorious spasms squeezed the fuckin’ life out of him.
He thrust one, two, three more times. The sublime pain was too much seconds before he exploded, their slick bodies entwined and sated.
11
Mamba didn’t think Friday night would ever come and when it finally did apprehension filled his gut. The entire drive down to Searchlight he mentally reviewed the details until it was embossed in his brain. They’d gone over the plan to the nth degree, but there was always a chance for shit to slide sideways.
When Mamba pulled up to The Frontier, Miguel, the hired muscle, stood outside the door and silently escorted him in like the other two times. Mamba randomly wondered if the guy was only allowed to talk to Marita.
When Mamba entered Marita’s office, she smiled at him and it was the scariest fuckin’ thing he’d ever seen. Kinda like a snake before it strikes.
“Right on time. I like that in an employee.” Her way of putting him in his place.
