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And power.
When there are both of those things at stake, well, that gets him harder than even a white girl's pussy.
Which doubles the danger for me.
He'll hunt us down once he finds out I’ve taken her. His reach is vast across Mexico, so it isn’t going to be easy to get to the border.
So, I need Isabelle’s trust and cooperation.
I walk to the bed and crouch before her. She flinches, even as her eyes roam over my bare chest and I see she’s trying not to be affected as she is.
I like it when I shouldn’t.
“Isabelle,” I rasp, and wish I could run my hand over her messed-up hair and clean her up. Only she’s not mine to touch. Not anymore. Not without her permission, and I know she will never give it despite the heavy hooded gaze staring down at me. “What I’m about to tell you could cost me my life. And yours.”
Her lips part.
“I need you to understand the severity of the situation.” I begin.
She lets out a dark laugh. “You’re joking, right?”
She has a point.
“Let me continue.” I hold up my hand when she continues, “I need you to tell you who I really am so you trust me.”
Isabelle narrows her eyes and asks. “What do you mean, who you really are?
She looks me up and down as if seeing me for the first time. They spend a little too long at my crotch, and yes, I’m still hard. So crouching like this is significantly hurting my dick.
“I’m going to tell you, but first, I need you to stop looking at me like that. And you need to put on more clothes.”
“So you’re not going to fu—”
“Choose your words carefully, Izzy.”Because I’m trying really hard not to press my hand on your chest, so you lay back and spread your thighs, allowing me to taste the wet pussy I’ve had my fingers in tonight.
“I’m not going to fuck you, but I’m a man, so I’m not going to pretend I don’t want to. Just... get into the damn bed and cover yourself. We have a few hours before we can leave.”
“Leave?” Her eyes widen. “How? When?”
“For God's sake, woman, get inside the bed,” I groan as I stand and adjust my cock.
Isabelle scrambles up the bed and climbs in, looking so young and vulnerable it kills me.
Chloe.
Images of her being taken and violated remind me why I’m doing this. I am going to get Isabelle home and save all those sex slaves if it’s the last thing I do.
Even if I feel like it’s still not enough.
Even though there are thousands still to save.
Why didn’t I think before running with this young woman?
It’s messed up everything.
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“SO, YOU’RE UNDERCOVER,” Isabelle asks after I share with her some of the details about who I really am.
