Something's wrong, I can feel it but he's not saying anything. He's back to being the guy half the agencies of the world are after. In the last day and a half he'd shown me a different side to him, a softer side, if you can call anything about him soft. But tonight he's even more withdrawn than when we first met. There's an air of danger about him. And the way he looks at me; as if he's no longer seeing me, like I'm not even there. The pain in my gut grew with each minute I spent sitting across from him. He wasn't even talking to me so I don't know why he brought me to dinner. I was growing increasingly nervous as well. Funny, I hadn't been this nervous the first time I'd gone into his place with the express purpose of catching his attention. Then I didn't know him as well as I thought. Though I'd had doubts even then that he was what they said, I still believed he was a dangerous animal. I now know that to be true without a doubt. The man had busted down my door gun d
I watched her walk away with a bitter taste in my mouth. I should let her go. I should, but barely leashed anger had me getting to my feet. I didn't hurry after her, but reached her all the same just as the elevator doors slid open and she stepped inside. She looked at me with frightened eyes as I crowded her. I heard others coming but pressed the door close button without sparing them a glance. I trapped her against the wall of the elevator after closing the door in the face of the man and two women who were rushing to catch it. "Hank I..." I didn't want to hear it, so I cut her off. I studied her face as if this was the last time we'd ever be this close again. I could kill her for doing this to me, but that would be too easy. "So, how far were you willing to go huh little Cierra? What am I saying, I already fucked you so I guess that answers that." I put my hand under her dress between her thighs and down into her underwear, driving my fingers into her, before pulling
"I don't believe that, there must be some other explanation.""If there is Jaxx I'd like to hear it. When I got back she was wearing one of my shirts, a shirt that was left on the boat. She admitted to swiping it from there but of course denied the other." "Of course she denied it you hardheaded son of a bitch. But did you listen? You know what I think? I think you're running scared. What happened brother, did she make you feel?" Figures! "What the fuck are you talking about Jaxx?""What am I talking about? We spent the few days you were gone with that girl and I'm telling you she didn't betray you, she doesn't have it in her. She's in love with you poor thing. I don't know what happened, I'd believe she took the shirt because females do that kinda wonky shit when they're in love, it doesn't matter how old they are. But planting that shit, no way. Why would she when she knows she's the first place you'd look?" That made sense but I still wasn't convinced. "M
"And you let 'er go...""Star, turn that shit off." Every time I come into my place she's blasting that shit."It's the radio big brother, I have no control.""My ass. What do you do? Look out the window for me and hit play the fuck?" Of course she ignored me. I hate this fucking song though every word is now stuck in my head. She and her husband and their brother and sister in law, my former family, have been riding my ass for the better part of a week. I'd skipped Sunday dinner, incurring the wrath of my mother but I hadn't been in the mood to play twenty questions. Instead I'd sat alone in my place contemplating the mess I'd made of my life. I should've stuck to my principles, should never have let her in. I guess the bureau had won after all. They couldn't put me away for life so they sent her to destroy me from the inside out. My lawyer was making minced meat out of their asses and they were all scrambling. But that wasn't enough to give me back what
"Come on Cierra, you've got to get out of here for a while. This can't be good for you, cooped up here all day." I pulled the covers higher around my shoulders and ignored Star as she moved around the room picking up stuff off the floor. Sabra had parked her fine rear end on the chair in the corner with a magazine in her hand. For the past few days it's been like this. The Bureau had put me on leave until the whole bug thing was sorted out. Even though Hank believed that I was the one responsible, that it had been that easy for me to deceive him, he had no idea the hell that had caused me with the agency. The bureau would never have sanctioned it in the first place, because whether he knew it or not, they were under strict orders from someone somewhere not to go near him. That was the reason for the director having such a hard on for him. It was as if there were two battles going on, on either side of him. One man was protecting him at all cost, while another was trying
I pushed myself on the treadmill until my calves burned and my lungs threatened to collapse. No matter how far or how fast I ran there was no escaping the thoughts in my head. It has been weeks and still she haunts me. I've done everything I can to prove her innocence with no results. All roads lead back to her. The girl I knew didn't seem capable, and that too is one of the reasons I've taken this so hard. The thought that she'd fooled me leaves me cold. My family seems to think that I'm in the wrong, that I should give her the benefit of the doubt, but how can I? It's not so much that she had done this thing, it's that I had trusted. That I can never forgive. The doorbell rang and I saw my brothers on the monitor. "What the fuck now?" I'm worn to the bone listening to them and their shit. Ever since the day they left here promising to get to the bottom of things, they haven't given me a minute's peace. Their latest scheme is that I'm insulting them as well seeing as h
I threw myself out of the chair I'd been sitting in stewing for the last half hour and headed for the door. The mood I'm in I should probably have the driver take me to her, but just like the last time this was best done alone. In the garage I at least kept a cool enough head to choose one of the only cars of mine I was sure my shadows knew nothing of. If I didn't like playing with their heads so much they'd never know when I was coming or going; but where was the fun in that for one of the world' most wanted men? I put all thoughts of being hunted and everything else from my mind, and went after her. I knew where she was of course. Even when I thought we were through I still knew where she was and what she was doing. Not sure why it mattered since I'd convinced myself that I wanted nothing to do with her ever again, but there you have it. I parked and made my way to her place the same way I had the first night I took her. It felt almost like starting over from
Her response was purely physical I knew, but it was more than I'd hoped for. I prayed that once I reclaimed her this way, the rest would be easy. All else aside, it was fucking amazing to be inside her again. Had I really believed I could live without this, without her? I'd only been lying to myself. I know that now. Even if she'd been guilty, what I felt for her would never have let me walk away forever. "Fuck Cierra, I missed you." I buried my face in her neck and rode high in her pussy until my balls slapped against the bottom of her ass cheeks. Her pussy opened and closed around my meat like a sucking mouth, compelling me to move faster. "Hold on baby, don't let me hurt you." I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and held her head back so I could look down into her eyes as I stroked in and out of her, nice and slow. "You're beautiful." She started that crying shit again. "Shh, baby stop crying. Look at me Cierra. I'm sorry; I'm sorry I hurt you; sorry I accused yo