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“I missed you too, VP.” She smiles, popping the buttons on her denim shorts and lifting her top up over her tits. Fuck, my woman is incredible. I only have to think about her, and my dick turns to rock. I’d spend my life inside her if I could, and that’s exactly where I intend on being in the next couple of seconds.
A loud angry rap slamming on my door halts me from sucking one of her pink pert nipples into my mouth.
“Fuck off,” I call out, throwing the closest thing I can reach, my boot, at the door, and hoping whoever it is will do one. I swear if it’s Squealer come to apologize again, I’ll shoot him in both his fuckin’ ass cheeks so he won’t sit down for weeks.
“Jessie, it’s urgent,” Prez’s voice sounds strained.
“Fuck.” I press my forehead against Maddy’s, and she looks up at me through those long lashes.
“To be fuckin’ continued,” I growl.
“Come in!” I call out as I pull down her top. Prez smirks at me when he steps inside and catches Maddy sliding off the counter doing up her shorts.
“Sorry to interrupt.” Prez looks over my shoulder. “Maddy,” he tips his head at her.
“How’s the ass?” he asks, pulling the same face as every other fucker who’s asked me.
“Is that what you came here for, to check on my ass?” I love the man like a father, but I’m fucking deprived here.
“Actually, it’s you I came to see,” he speaks directly to Maddy.
“Oh right.” She steps around me and I pull her back by her waist. Mostly to hide my raging hard-on, but also to tease her with what she’s missing out on.
“What can I do for you, Prez?” she smiles sweetly, twisting one of her plaits around her finger. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me, and it earns her a little more pressure against her back.
“I’ve had a tip.”
“On chop?” I ask.
“No, this is about…” Prez takes a long breath before he speaks. “It’s about Ella. Apparently, she’s been attracting the wrong kind of attention.”
I fuckin’ knew it. I warned him, stupid fucking kid. I scrub my hand over my face trying to figure how the fuck Nyx is gonna pull himself out of this.
“Bastards got their eyes on her,” he says, and my shock just about hides my relief that Nyx is in the clear. But it’s short lived.
This is bad, real fucking bad.
“There ain’t no way Bastards could know ‘bout her Prez, you told me that yourself.”
“That’s what I thought, but they’ve been seen watching her house, we all know that’s way out of their territory. It’s too much of a coincidence.” Prez is worried, I can tell from how he’s standing; his eyes are doused with that anger that only comes when there’s a threat on someone he cares about. “I was wondering if there was something you could do, some way you could see if they’re on to her.”
“Sure.” Maddy quickly moves away from me to go to him, placing her hand on his shoulder reassuringly.
“If they’ve been sniffing, I’ll find out about it,” she promises. Passing him to no doubt pick up her weapon of mass destruction.
“Seriously. How’s your ass?” Prez tips his head, faking sympathy.
“Fuck off.” I flip him off.
Minutes later we’re both on either side of Maddy looking down on to her screen.
“I’ve done a name search, put in a hundred-mile radius to see if anyone has tried to pull up a search on her that goes deeper than social media,” she explains. I look to Prez and when I catch his eyes I grin smugly, my girl is totally kick ass.
“Oh, wow,” she says pausing her fingers from their constant tapping.
“What?” Prez stiffens beside me.
“It looks like someone’s put some kinda GPS on her car,” she tells us.
