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“I want to see your ass high in the air with you offering yourself up to me,” I say, tracing the curves of her hips and ass, pausing at her little rosebud, rubbing it slightly as I feel her tense. I smile. She’s not sure what I want from her right now, but she hasn’t moved.
“Good girl, Angel,” I say, letting my fingers continue their journey until I feel the wetness of her pussy. I know it’s up to me to make her scream my name over and over and I slide into her velvety warmth with one thrust, deep inside of her, and do just that.
* * *
She’s curledup on my chest, and my arms are wrapped tightly around her. I’ve been watching her rest in my arms for the last half hour. When she wakes, I know I need to tell her that I was the one responsible for her kidnapping. If I were a better man, I would’ve told her before I took her, but fuck if I could do that. She shifts, her little body moving against mine in sleep and keeping my greedy dick on high alert.
Her sky blue eyes open, looking up at me, and I caress her cheek, pushing back her hair to keep it from falling into her eyes.
“Morning, Angel,” I say, kissing her lips gently.
She stretches and I track her movements while my dick hardens.
“I’ve been watching you sleep, Angel. We need to talk,” I say, scooping her into my arms and carrying her into the bathroom before setting her down onto her feet.
“Get ready for the day and then meet me in the dining room,” I say, kissing her lips for what may be the very last time.
She nods, but she’s smart, and her eyes are tracking, watching mine, questioning. “Okay,” she says.
I walk into the kitchen, knowing that when I tell her exactly what went down, she may walk right the fuck out of my life. I don’t have long to wait before she strides into the dining room and takes the seat I gesture toward. I’ve negotiated deals with drug lords and mafia bosses all over the globe, and not one of those conversations was as hard as the one I’m about to have.
“Sasha, there are a few things that I need to tell you about what happened the last few days. I just want you to listen. Save your questions until I’m done, okay?”
“I’m listening,” she says, leveling me with those blue eyes of hers.
I lay it out, every sordid detail, letting her know that I was the reason that Brian contacted her, that I was responsible for the fact that she was kidnapped, and that the men who took her and scared her half to death were under my direct orders. Even that I gave her a relaxer that sent her into a deep sleep.
“You had Brian get me into a bad place and then had men kidnap me,” Sasha says, her eyes lit up with fury I both expected and deserve.
“Yes and no, Angel. I did what I needed to do to ensure everyone came out of this alive, you especially. I wasn’t about to give you over, I just needed your father to think we would,” I say.
“He wouldn’t ever, you know that. It’s like the deep dark secret that daddy dearest is ashamed of,” Sasha says, her expressive eyes connecting with mine, and I know why she doesn’t believe that anyone cares about her, loves her, or wants her.
“Angel, he may be a dumb fuck for not wanting you, but I do,” I say.
“You just think you do, but not really,” Sasha says, trying to hide her tears from me.
“I take care of what’s mine. You don’t need to worry anymore. Got that, Angel?” I say.
She doesn’t say anything for a very long time, and her eyes don’t leave my own. “Jay, I know that you believe that and I wish it were that easy. Thank you for everything that you and your team did. I don’t appreciate being kidnapped, but I understand why you did what you did. The thing that you don’t know is that my sister was in the bar that they were holding your Matt in. She overheard the men talking and saw him taken downstairs. I was the one that called Brian to let him know where Matt may be, but I haven’t heard from Marenah,” she says.
“Uh-huh, I knew that about two minutes after you got off the phone. What I didn’t know was that the girl Matt saved at the bar was your sister or why you called Brian instead of me,” I say.
“What do you know about my sister? How did he save her? He was the one that was dragged downstairs,” Sasha says, looking up at me hopefully and avoiding my question about Brian altogether.
“Angel, it’s complicated, but she’s completely safe. My team is holding her until Matt tells us what he wants us to do with her. I promise you, they’re taking good care of her.”
“Oh, my God. I can’t believe it! Thank you, thank you!” Sasha says, plastering my face with little kisses.
I laugh at the sparkle in her bright blue eyes, something I haven’t seen much, but know I’d like to see every day.
She suddenly shakes her head and becomes solemn. “I don’t want her in the middle of a mob war,” Sasha says.
“She won’t be. You have my word,” I say.
“She’s all I have. I can’t lose her, but somehow they found her. Liza, her best friend, told me they were accusing her of having some type of product, presumably drugs, but you have to know my sister. None of it makes sense, Jay. They were in one of my father’s bars. What if they know she’s related to me and my father? Maybe that’s why they took her and just wanted it to look like it was about something else,” Sasha says.
“Whoa, slow down, Sasha. There’s clearly way more going on here than I know. You wanna tell me exactly what’s going on?” I ask, lifting the cup of coffee to my lips and waiting for her answer.
