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“Then you slap her around and set her straight,” Ghost responds, shaking his head.
I’m inclined to agree with him on that. “Nah, there’s a connection. A message. They dumped her in front of Rose’s shop. It’s a message for her.”
Orion says, “Thunder’s right. We need to get a handle on who’s pulling the strings. I get the idea that the pimp, Harvey, was taking orders from someone higher up. Once we know who he is, then we’ll have a trail of breadcrumbs to follow.”
There’s a dinging sound from the computer, and a face flashes onto the screen. Pretty blonde-haired girl about sixteen or seventeen years old. Looks like she belongs in the cornfields of Iowa, all fresh-faced and smiling.
“Cora Davis went missing five years ago. Parents reported her disappearance. Police deemed her a runaway,” Orion says. He types rapidly into the keyboard and pulls up the information from her file. “Parents insist she was kidnapped. They’re offering their own reward for any information about their daughter and her safe return. They most recently petitioned to have the case reopened with a witness who said they saw their daughter in the city. The request was denied.”
“It could be the woman from today,” Ghost murmurs. The woman was so badly beaten that the best form of identification would be fingerprints and dental records, and they won’t be available to us until tomorrow. All we have to work with are the photos taken at the time, and Orion’s facial reconstruction software. It’s a good program, but with the damage to the woman’s face, we’re working with our best guess.
“She may have run away and gotten into trouble. Young pretty girl, looking to start a life on her own in the big city. It happens all the time,” Saint points out.
“Or a nice girl is lured into becoming a prostitute and they keep her in line by drugging her and turning her into an addict,” Guard counters.
“Either way, the story sucks,” I tell them. “We can’t even confirm it’s her. It could be, but may not be.”
“My gut says it’s the same person,” Guard says. “Let’s find out all we can about her parents, school, friends. Let’s see if we have any club close by that can dig up information on her life before her disappearance,” he tells Orion.
“On it,” he responds.
“For now, we wait, and reconvene once Orion gets a positive ID. Then we decide our next move. Everyone, get some sleep,” Guard orders as he makes his way to the door. He looks over his shoulder. “Our women don’t go out alone.”
“Do they ever?” Ghost says.
“No, but if these guys are watching, they know Rose has built friendships with our old ladies. When they’re not at work, they’re here. I’m moving Ava to the compound in the morning. We’ll be tight, but we can make it work,” he says.
If Guard is bringing his woman here, that means he feels the severity of the situation. The rest of the men will follow suit. The compound was built for safety. It was designed to house the men and their families. Our families have grown exponentially, and I think we’re going to have to add on. We’ll make do with what we’ve got. Guard’s right, though. It’s easier to keep watch if we’re all in one place and less taxing on our resources. I’m not sure how Rosie will react, but that’s a problem for tomorrow.
* * *
Rose
The next morning…
I didn’t even hear Thunder come to bed last night, I was so exhausted. I want to wake him, but he looks so peaceful. And hot! He’s lying on his back with a hand slung over his head, his bare chest on display and the sheet hanging low around his hips. His vibrant tattoos are on display. I read the wordsI choose…in bold letters etched in black ink on his ribs, with a date underneath. He told me that the date represents that day he left home and decided to be the master of his destiny. It’s beautiful. He’s beautiful. His hair is loose, out of his normal man bun, in messy disarray over the pillow, and I itch to touch his chiseled body.
And so I do. I run my fingertips over the edge of his tattoo, feeling the hardness of his chest beneath the silk of his skin. A touch doesn’t seem like enough. I press my lips on his shoulder, barely a touch, but enough to make me want more.
Thunder’s arm tightens around me. “Don’t stop now, Rosie. I like it,” he murmurs in a sleepy haze, with a sexy smile that makes my toes curl. I become bolder, sliding my hand down his body to the edge of the sheet, finding his hard cock proudly erect and waiting for me. I take him in my hand, feeling the contours of his manhood, then slide my hand up and down, stroking him.
A rough sensual growl from my man tells me I’m doing it just as he likes it. I hold him tighter and quicken my pace, thoroughly enjoying myself as I watch Thunder’s desire grow. His moans only spur me on.
“I want your mouth, baby,” he murmurs huskily, making me quiver inside. I crawl between his legs as he moves farther up the headboard. Before I can make my move, his hands come under my pajama tee, and he whips it off, tossing it to the side. “I want you naked.” He motions with a jerk of his head to my tiny shorts. “Off,” he orders.
Is it possible to come just from his words? Because I swear I felt a tingle rush through me, and my panties are soaked. I wriggle out of my shorts and panties. His fingers graze over the tips of my nipples, making them as hard as pebbles under his touch. “Whatcha going to do to me?” he asks with a grin.
I close my mouth over the tip of his cock, eliciting a primitive, guttural moan. I circle my tongue around and around, then slide it gently through his very sensitive slit, tasting a salty drop of his essence. He reaches out, pulling my hair off my face so he can watch me suck him off. I bob my head up and down. Not an easy feat seeing as he’s a large man and his member follows suit. I let my hands slide down between his legs, cupping his balls, softly massaging them. The muscles in his thighs tense, and suddenly, he pulls his cock out of my mouth.
Within seconds, I’m shifted, completely turned about, with my ass to his face. “Now, continue,” he says, and before I can do a single thing, his hands tighten on my hips, pulling me downward onto his mouth. He starts eating my pussy.
“Oh my God!” I moan, loving the feel of his tongue in my pussy. He slaps my ass as a reminder that I have work to do. I take him back into my mouth and suck and lick him as voraciously as he does me. I moan around his cock, only spurring him closer to his release as he does with mine. When he plunges two fingers inside me, I can’t hold off anymore. My orgasm rips through me, racking through my body. I take my man deeper in my mouth, wanting him to feel the same euphoria, and within seconds, I’m rewarded, swallowing down every succulent drop of him.
Thunder moves me to lie over him, taking my mouth in a passionate kiss. His hands hold my head steady as he ravages my mouth, until our breaths are labored. When he wrenches his lips from mine, he stares into my eyes.
“I love you, Rose. God help me, I think I have for years and years.” His eyes are soft and warm, full of love.
“I loved you from the first moment I saw you. I wanted you to be mine. I’ve never forgotten you. I used to dream that we would find one another someday. A silly dream I would tell myself. Then one day, there you were, just as magnificent as I remembered you. And what’s more, you want me.Me.”I shake my head unbelievingly. “Sometimes, I’m afraid this is just a dream.”
