Page 48 of The Eraser

STEPHEN

My cock isthick and full. My gaze is fixed on Jess as she dances. She's wearing a sports bra and a pair of the shortest fucking shorts I have ever seen. Maverick brought Jess her clothes from home last night after he returned, and I practically swallowed my fucking tongue when I saw her step out of the bedroom this morning wearing a bra and those damn shorts.

She's fucking gorgeous, and I know I'm lucky to have her.

Watching her dance is without a doubt my favorite thing to do, and as each day passes with her being away from that cunt of a father of hers, she's growing in confidence and happiness. Before, she'd be in dark clothes, hiding her body. Now, she's comfortable walking around showing her scars. They're fucking bad, and I hate that she's got them, but it doesn't change just how fucking gorgeous she is.

"Stephen," she says thickly. "You've got to stop watching me like that."

I raise a brow, a slow smile forming on my lips. "Like what?"

She turns to face me, her face red from dancing, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Like you're the wolf and I'm Little Red Riding Hood and you want to eat me."

I chuckle. Fuck, I love how witty she is. "Baby, trust me, I fucking love eating you, and I can assure you that once we're finished here, that's exactly my plan."

She rolls her eyes. "Don't you have work to do?"

She's been asking me that a lot. She's upset that I'm spending all my time here rather than working. She's still to understand that she's the most important thing in my life and I'll do whatever the fuck it takes to ensure that she's safe. Work will be there when I find Thomas and Fintan.

"My work is right here, keeping you safe. That's good for me, 'cause I don't want to be anywhere else." I get to my feet, my cock aching as it's pressed against my zipper. "You finished in here, Little Dancer?"

Her eyes soften and she nods. "It's been a while since I've danced hard like that."

She did at least thirty minutes of dancing today, which is more than she's done in a long time. "Your endurance will rebuild. Once I get you safe," I murmur as I pull her against me, "we'll get you back to lessons."

She beams up at me. "That would be great. I've missed it."

I slide my hands down her body, pulling her into me, and slant my mouth over hers. I fucking love the little moan she makes in the back of her throat. My cell rings, breaking our kiss. Jess steps back, blinking, her cheeks flushed with heat. I reach for my cell and see that it's Jer calling me. "Go shower, baby. I'll be in to join you in a minute." I press a kiss to her lips and watch as she leaves.

"Jer," I answer once Jess has gone.

"We've got a problem," he says, and I tense. What the fuck could be going wrong now? "The garda," he continues. "He's getting too fucking close. This shit needs to stop."

I grit my teeth. Fuck. I should have been allowed to deal with that fucker when he first reared his ugly head. Now he's been digging into our lives. He's getting too deep, and that's not something I'll ever allow. This cunt gets too close, he'll ruin everything I've worked my ass off for.

"I'll deal with it," I say through gritted teeth.

Jer laughs. "Not just yet, Stephen. See, this fucker got me thinking. If he's watching us, along with the Kellys, Gallaghers, and the Devil's Falcons motorcycle club, then he must be watching the O'Learys too. That fucking Garda should have the whereabouts of Fintan and Thomas."

The anger slowly ebbs away. Fuck. Why the hell didn't we think of this shit before? "So what's the plan?"

"You and Freddie are going to investigate. I don't give a fuck how you get the information, Stephen. That fucker has the whereabouts of those cunts and I fully intend to find out where the fuck they are. This shit has gone too far. Those cunts are hiding and it's time it ends."

Too fucking right. With everything that had been going on with Jess, the Gardaí slipped our minds. Had it not, we would have known to fucking find out this information the moment Thomas went to ground.

"We'll do it tonight," I tell him. Freddie's currently on a job, but it shouldn't take him more than a few hours, meaning he'll be free tonight to come with me.

"We'll have Maverick with Jess while I lure the garda away. You'll have the time to get what we need."

I grin. Fuck, this could be what we’ve needed.

"I'll call you once it's done," I assure him.

"Speak later," he replies and ends the call.

I take a steadying breath. The tenseness that's been sitting on my shoulders since I found Jess lying on the bedroom floor of her childhood home, doesn't ease. I don't think it will until I kill both Thomas and Fintan. The thought of Jess being taken is my worst fucking nightmare and will bring me to my knees.

The sound of the shower is calling me. Right now, my woman's in there, waiting on me. That's what I need to focus on now. Everything else will come later.

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