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“Took you fucking long enough, asshole. I was beginning to think you didn’t care.”

It took me longer than I originally thought to find the man in charge. However, getting one-on-one time with him had become difficult. Left with no choice, I allowed myself to be captured. It was rather easy, too. All I had to do was steal ten million dollars’ worth of their product.

Of course, setting that shit on fire also helped.

“You caused a big problem for me, Mr. Harris, or would you prefer I call you Berlin?” Asshole smirked, lighting a cigarette as he spoke and offered one to me. I used to smoke but had quit once captured. Asshole put the pack back into his breast pocket and rolled up his sleeves.

“Made some calls, and no one could tell me why a retired Ranger was snooping around in Costa Rica. Though, I have a pretty good idea. Your lot was always good at sticking your noses in things that didn’t concern you, but I don’t know for sure.”

I still just stared blankly at the asshole while he continued.

“But of course, you boys have a history of poking around in places that don’t concern you. Take Afghanistan, for instance. You and your friends didn’t fare so well. Did you?”

My eyes flickered at what the asshole had just said.

“For instance, Hercules didn’t fare too well, did he?”

Bingo!

Gotcha, motherfucker.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Luc

In the darkness, I quietly observed her peaceful slumber while I adjusted my jeans, seeking relief from the discomfort.

The intense rush of adrenaline from earlier had my body humming with energy. I needed her, but I didn’t want to wake her. She hadn’t been sleeping well lately. Tossing and turning restlessly. Something was bothering her, and I knew it. However, until she told me what the fuck was going on in that fucked-up head of hers, I couldn’t help her.

Therefore, she left me with no choice. I wasn’t proud of myself, but drastic times called for drastic measures. Not knowing how the deal would go down tonight, I took matters into my own hands where Ivy was concerned. I didn’t want her worrying needlessly if she didn’t have to, so I spiked her drink and made damn sure she got a good night’s sleep.

Yeah, I knew I was a sadistic son of a bitch.

Owned that shit, too.

I looked forward to her yelling at me in the morning.

As I lightly stroked myself, I couldn’t help but admire the breathtaking view that lay before me. She was naked, sleeping on her stomach, her legs spread just enough to give me the perfect view of her glistening pussy. I noticed she was wet, which made me curious about what she was dreaming about.

I thought about her appearance the other day, how she’d squirmed and clenched her thighs, desperately seeking relief from the intense stimulation against her sensitive clit. I leaned against the wall and couldn’t help but take pleasure in her squirming. Her attempts to curse at me from behind the gag only fueled my amusement, causing a noticeable tightness in my jeans. The overwhelming urge to punish her body resurfaced within me, yearning to remove the dildo and the stimulating clit clamp, allowing me to plunge myself into her depths. I wanted to fuck her mouth relentlessly and force my pleasure on her.

Unfortunately, she needed to learn a lesson.

She’d fought me again, and, while I understood our situation was unique, I wasn’t exactly in the mood for her snarky attitude the other day.

So, I watched her suffer on her own.

Not only punishing her, but myself.

My cock throbbed now as I rubbed myself harder, my fingers wet with her fluids.

Rather than reaching for the lube on the nightstand, I instinctively thrust two fingers into her dripping entrance, gathering her silky juices to slicken my rigid member. Besides, the enticing smell of her heightened my pleasure as I vigorously pleasured myself.

Ivy breathed deeply on the bed. Her dark hair splayed over her pillow. She looked so peaceful, so calm. I thought it funny because this was the only time she was calm. Awake, Ivy was hell on wheels. She wasn’t as strong as me, but Christ, she was a fighter.

A low growl involuntarily escaped me while I contemplated the idea of taming her wild body once more. I was certain that life with Ivy would always be filled with excitement and adventure. I was definitely going to have to up my game where she was concerned. Woman had no fucking problem challenging me every chance she got. Bitch wasn’t happy until I restrained her.

Oh, she still resisted, but she knew I was in charge.

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