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“Yeah. Tweet, tweet, motherfucker.”
* * *
“All my favourite pieces.” I shake my head, amused. Honestly, that fucking turd Simon hada diamond in his grasp, and he never let her know it. She will know by the time I’m done with her. I sigh and look down at the back of her head, wanting to kiss her. She flicks a look over her shoulder and glares up at me before rolling away and getting up. She walks to the bathroom, her pert arse taunting me like a ripe peach. I know she isn’t ready, but she’s not pushing me away when I do touch her. When she demanded I let her go earlier, it was out of fear. Fear of giving in to me. I hear the shower start to run and find my feet walking me closer to her. I twist the knob and find it’s locked.
“Don’t you dare!” I hear her call. Grinning, I turn, square my shoulder and barge into the door, taking the top half off its hinges.
“Knock, knock.” I smirk, my mouth flattening when I find her still dressed. “I was hoping you’d be naked.”
“And I hoped you’d fuck off.” She stamps her foot. I laugh deeply and walk towards the shower, gripping her wrist and yanking her in with me. She gasps, pushing at my chest, but I bracket her and push my erect cock into her stomach. “Jamieson, please get out.”
I smile sadly at her. Most women by now would have dropped their knickers and begged me to fuck them.
Taking her hands, I slowly lift them until they are above her head, pinning them to the tiles.
“It’d be so easy to fuck you right now.” I bite her jawline, enjoying her wince, and brush her nose with my own. “How many nights have you thought about me claiming you, fucking you? I want all of you, Birdie.” I blink, finding her eyes fully dilated and her nipples pebbled through her top. “Let me have you, Blue, just one taste.”
She bites her lip and tries to look away, but I drag her face back to mine, grinding hard. Her mouth pops open and I grin.
“No. Get out, please.”
My jaw squares.
“I could take what I want. All day, every day.”
“You won’t.” She shakes her head, but her eyes fill with tears.
“Is that so?” I raise my brow, ready to fucking scream at this woman for denying us both what we need.
“You want me to like you. Respect you. I won’t, if you do this. I’ll never forgive you.” Her chin trembles.
I drop my head, laughing lightly. The little shit. Threatening her is no use if she has read me so easily.
“I’ve never wanted something so much,” I whisper through the shower spray, staring at her gorgeous curves and the dark shadow between her thighs now visible through her wet clothes.
“You’ll live.”
“You won’t, not forever.” I draw my head back up and her face drops. “I’m giving you a chance at a new life. Would giving into me be so bad?” I ring her nipple with my thumb. Her hands fist and she hums in protest. Not because she is repulsed by me, but because every touch has her skin pebbling with need. “I only have to touch you, and your body comes alive. Imagine how euphoric fucking me would be.” With that, I step away. She sags and covers her visible breasts. I throw my clothes off until I’m naked and walk towards the door, hearing her suck in a deep breath.
* * *
Rubin had already started looking into Avery when I met her on the street; her turning up at the police station made his job ten times easier. A week ago, I had most of her belongings removed from her apartment, before selling it for a respectable price and depositing the money into her account.
Seth and Ryan had visited Simon shortly after Avery’s call to him and knocked him about, stripping his business from him and taking it as our own. He still owes money to Parker. It’s a shame he has no income to pay for it. Most of her possessions are now stored away in her room, but any electronics are still locked in my office.
Until now I haven’t snooped, but I know I need to do something to give her hope for a future despite the situation. I’m so close to breaking her. I fire up her laptop and see that Rubin has already dismantled her password and made everything accessible to me. I’m surprised to find the image isn't of her and Simon, but a yacht in open waters. I look through the web browser and bring up her search history. Rented properties and apartments for sale drop down in the menu, further down links to solicitors and mortgage advisors’ line-up.
She was going to leave him.
Simon, you silly fuck, how could you let her fall through your fingers? I search deeper, finding places to visit, holiday locations and abandoned bookings for one person to places abroad. Sailing prices for local boating businesses, and hot-air balloon deals. Online courses for business management have me smiling inside.
It tells me everything I thought I knew about Avery Anderson. She wants the thrill of adventure and to experience what the world has to offer. My mind made up, I walk with purpose to her room and swing the door open, finding her back in bed.
“Avery, get up!” I snap. She bolts from the bed, terrified. “We’re leaving. Now.”
“What? Why?”
She’s wearing another pair of cotton shorts and a camisole. I see a jumper on the floor and grab it, throwing it at her.
