Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
An idea began to form, but before I could put much thought into it, my phone rang. It was Francesco again.
“I’m sorry, baby,” I apologized with a grimace. “I need to take this in my office.”
“Okay,” she said sweetly, without a trace of anything except understanding in her voice.
“You’re fucking perfect, baby,” I told her before heading toward the kitchen door.
“You can prove it to me later,” she called out, making me chuckle and get hard at the same time.
“Give me a second. I’m almost to my office.” Once I was inside, with the door firmly closed, I sat in my desk chair and put the phone to my ear again. “That was fast.”
“Carlos was in a situation that made it possible for him to answer right away,” Francesco explained. “From what he’s seen, Portia only spends significant amounts of time in bed with people who are above her—perdono, no pun intended. But from gossip—which means the accuracy is questionable, but I still thought we should take it into account—she generally uses her body to get information or other things that she wants. It has me wondering…”
He trailed off, and I picked up his line of thought. “If she found out where Britta and Marylin were by fucking the right people?”
“Yes, but I can’t find the connection.”
“I’ll put Deviant and Grey on it, and in the meantime, I’m gonna talk to King and see if it strikes a chord with him.”
We ended the call, and I mused over what I’d learned for a few minutes, then called Deviant and Gray to fill them in. I decided to put off my conversation with King until tomorrow and get back to Britta.
“Everything okay?” she asked, trying not to look anxious.
The idea that had occurred to me earlier had been percolating, and I’d decided it was a good solution. Even though it would require telling Britta some shit I’d hoped to shield her from.
“Actually, we got some new information today.” Britta’s face brightened, and I hated that I was going to chase that hopeful expression away. I stood and moved to her chair, lifted her into my arms, then sat and settled her on my lap.
“I wanted to spare you the details until I had something concrete to tell you,” I admitted reluctantly. “But the truth is, I could use your help. It would give you something to do, and you’d be helping us to find your mom and get these assholes taken care of once and for all.”
Britta sat up and stared at me eagerly. “Seriously? I can help?”
I shared almost everything we knew, without divulging things that needed to remain club business. To my surprise, she wasn’t the least bit angry with me for withholding.
“I get it,” she sighed. “I want to help, but it was better for my nerves when I wasn’t sure that they were planning to kill my mom.”
“At least we know she’s still alive, baby,” I reminded her gently.
She looked at her lap and nodded. Then she met my eyes, and my heart squeezed painfully at the fear and anguish in her green pools. “You know he’s going to beat her to death if he gets the chance, right?”
“I won’t let it come to that,” I promised her. I was gonna make sure Tommaso had the same fate he was planning for Marylin. Except I knew how to draw it out, to make it as painful as possible. Before I let him die, he’d wish that he’d never touched a woman in anger.
“Let’s go to bed, and I’ll explain how you can help.”
I told her about all the files that needed to be combed through and why. She might not have any training in law, but with some guidance, I knew she was smart enough to spot what I was looking for.
When we’d shed our clothes and got into bed, she kissed me softly and whispered, “Thank you.”
Before I could respond, she kissed me again, but this time it was full of passion. Then she straddled me and rode my cock like a wild woman until she was gushing on my dick, soaking it so I slid in and out with ease. After giving her two screaming orgasms, I finally let go and filled her to the brim with my come.
She collapsed on top of me and was asleep seconds later. So fucking adorable.
I maneuvered us so that we were both on our sides. Then I pulled her against me and wrapped my body around hers.
The nightmares didn’t wake me that night. But her sexy little ass wiggling against my cock did. Groaning, I lifted her leg and draped it over mine, opening her up so I could slide into her tight pussy. She moaned and pressed her ass back against me every time my hips bucked, driving me deeper inside her. I palmed her big, sexy tits, squeezing them and playing with her diamond hard nipples.