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“A reward?” she breathed.
I lowered myself to my knees before lifting her up. She shrieked when her back met the shower wall. I draped her thighs over my shoulders, my hands gripping her sore ass to hold her up. Then, I dove into her addictive pussy.
“Yes,” she moaned, her fingers plunging into my hair.
“You going to be good for me from now on?” I asked from between her thighs.
“Yes. God, yes. I’ll be anything you want,” she breathed.
I chuckled and dove in, lapping at her clit before eating her out like she was the first thing I’d eaten in days.
For her, I wouldalwaysbe a starving man.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Jax
Ipressed my phone to my ear as I watched Blakely organize her things in the drawers I’d cleared for her in my dresser and the space I’d given her in my closet. Konrad had gone with me earlier to get her things out of her apartment. She’d put everything in boxes, and we’d hauled it into the back of my truck. She didn’t have many things, and any furniture she had, I put in a storage unit I purchased for her.
She hadn’t been happy with me spending money on her like that, but she would realize sooner or later that I planned to take care of her—mentally, physically, emotionally, and financially.
“Only one man still has this line,” Rico rumbled when he answered the phone. “Heard you were out, Jax.”
“Been out a minute,” I told him. “You got some time to meet?”
“Sure you want to be back in my debt?” he asked.
I sighed. I really didn’t, but owing a debt was a lot simpler than numerous girls and women being stuck in a sex trafficking organization. This was a small price to pay for their freedom, and I knew Rico would never put me in a position that risked either of us.
“It’s worth it.”
He sighed. “Oh, fucking boy,” he muttered. “Meet me out at the river at midnight.”
With that, he hung up. I rolled my neck around, tossing my burner phone on the mattress beside me. Blakely looked at me over her shoulder, a shirt in her hand. “Everything okay?”
I nodded. “Everything’s fine, sweet girl.” I stood from the bed and headed for the door. “I need to talk to Shaw. You need anything while I’m downstairs?”
A smile tilted her lips. She liked to put up a fight sometimes, but my girl secretly loved me taking care of her.
“A beer would be nice.”
“My kind of woman.” She softly laughed, her eyes brightening. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
“Absolutely fuckingnot,”Shaw snapped at me from his desk chair. He’d been bent over his tablet when I walked in, working on a tattoo design for a client, and now, he was pushing the device away and tossing down the pencil thing—I had no idea what they were called—anger darkening in his eyes.
“Not your call,” I bluntly told him.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Jax, I wanted you to stay out of whatever shit Rico has going on. I know he’s not the reason you went to prison, but fuck, brother, he’s only gotten more dangerous since you went inside. He’s not someone you want to owe.”
I shrugged. “Whatever he asks as payment will be a small price to free those women,” I told him honestly. “And I’m willing to pay it.”
Shaw pinched the bridge of his nose, looking thoroughly put out with me. “I want to kick your fucking ass,” he finally growled before yanking his tablet back toward him. “Get the fuck out of my office. I need space.”
“When was the last time you got a piece of ass?” I bluntly asked him. “Because you fucking need it.”
He glowered at me and pointed to the door with his tablet pencil. “Out,” he growled.
“He hasn’t had any in a while,” Konrad said as he stepped into the office. Shaw sighed and set his pencil down again, glaring at both of us. “Maybe you should call that escort place Jax found his girl at.”
