Page 6 of Golden Knight

It’s a phone, and by the looks of the case, it’s Amber’s phone. I try to turn it on, but it's dead. I pocket the phone, hoping I can find something useful on it after I charge it.

I rush back out the window to head back home. Bursting through the door, my mom jumps up, “Woah, Jake. What happened?”

I stop in my tracks thinking maybe she saw something. Trying to catch my breath, I pant out, “M-mom, do you know where the Basile’s went?”

“What do you mean?” she asks.

“I mean I went to their house to see Amber and their house is empty. No furniture. No clothes. Nothing.”

She just shrugs her shoulders, “That’s weird. I don’t know anything, but why don’t you just call Amber?”

“I texted her earlier, but she never answered me. Why would she leave and not tell me?”

Her eyes soften a bit. “Honey, I'm sure she’s busy, especially if they moved. She’ll call you soon.”

I don’t respond. I don’t have anything else to say. When I get to my room, I grab Amber’s phone and connect it to my charger. And then I wait.

I close my eyes for what feels like a split second, but as soon as I hear the phone ding, my eyes snap open. Sitting up, I grab the phone and scroll through everything.

I pull up her browser history and don’t see anything unusual. Hmm…it just looks like information about the city. I wonder if that’s where she wants to go to college. No surprise there, most of us want to get out of Rose Valley. Not seeing anything important, I move to her text messages.

She doesn’t have any unread messages, which means she read the one I sent her earlier. But why didn’t she answer? I open my message and in the text box is her response. One that she never sent. I read it once. Twice.

Amber: I can’t wait to see you either. Let me know when you get home, I’ll have to sneak out. My parents are downstairs with a lady and two men. I’m not sure what's going on, but it seems intense. I overheard them yelling.

Fuck.

Something must’ve happened for her not to send me that message. “I promise you, Amber, I will find you no matter how long it takes,” I mutter to the empty room.

Chapter four

Amber

“Shit. This can’t be good, not good at all. How did he find me?” I mutter to the room as I pace back and forth. Is it a coincidence or are there others looking for me too?

This is the first place I’ve felt at home. Paul and I have been here for two years, working and doing something that I want to do, not that I’m forced to do. The people are great too. I’ve created a family of sorts. I shake my head. No, I can’t leave. Besides, why should I let him run me off? But if I don’t leave and the Wolves find me…who knows what would happen.

I sink in my office chair. Tired. Scared. I turn to look out the window. I can’t go back. Those six years of my life were the worst. The only good thing that happened was meeting Paul. I guess we could leave and move somewhere else. Would he even want to run with me? And would it actually stop Jake from looking for me? Would I want him to stop looking for me?

Jake. My Jake.

Boy, did he grow up. He’s put on so much muscle, he looks like he could throw me around like a rag doll, and I think I want that. Just the idea of his huge body hovering over mine…fuck. My nipples harden at the idea of his mouth trailing down my body, looking at me like I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. My core starts to throb and I can feel wetness dampening my panties.

I always thought I was attracted to him because he was always around. Jake was the boy across the street who would do anything to protect me. But now, he’s all man. My fingers trail down my stomach to the waistband of my jeans. Leaning back in my chair, I drag my fingers through the slickness of my core. My clit was begging me to rub it.

I close my eyes and imagine that he’s here with me. That his lips kiss down my neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He’d bite my shoulder and whisper in my ear, “Now everyone will know you are mine, sunshine.”

I drive my fingers into my pussy over and over. In my mind, I see him pull his cock out and I lick my lips wanting to taste him.

I pull my fingers out and strum my wetness over my clit at the thought of Jake demanding that I open my mouth and take all of him. He’d plunge into my mouth, grabbing my hair to hold my face still as he thrust in and out.“That’s it, sunshine. Take my cock like the good girl you are.”

With those words in mind, I come so hard I see stars behind my eyes. Shit, I’ve never been able to come like that by myself before.

A knock on the door brings me out of my head. “Wait a minute,” I yell, hoping to God that whoever it is waits until I can pull myself back together. I button my pants and use the hand sanitizer from my desk drawer.

Another sharp knock comes and I take a breath hoping that whoever it is can’t tell what I was just doing. “Come in.”

When Paul comes through the door, I smile at him. “I should’ve known you’d come to check on me,” I say.

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