Page 27 of Beautiful Dangerous

She glances at her watch, because it’s late. It’s long past midnight now. A brand new day. “Two years ago today you walked into this room, and you told me Javier wasn’t coming home. Ever. And the day after that, it would’ve – should’ve – been our twelfth wedding anniversary.” She smiles the weakest of smiles, one that doesn’t reach her tired eyes. “There’s your answer.”

Two Years Earlier…

“It’s a beautiful day. If it stays this way I thought, maybe, we could eat dinner outside tonight? Just the two of us.”

Javier fastens his tie and grabs his jacket from the bed. “I won’t be home for dinner. Lucca and I have a meeting at the casino this evening.”

“Okay, well, is there anything you need me to do?”

He comes over to me and slides two fingers underneath the thin straps of my short, silk nightgown, bending his head to kiss the side of my neck. “Right now, I don’t want you to do anything.”

He throws his jacket back onto the bed and pushes me against the wall. I close my eyes and bury my fingers in his hair as his mouth presses gently against mine, and then he smiles the kind of slow smile that makes my heart race and my head spin, even after all these years I still love this man so much, so fucking much.

“Later, then,” I whisper, running my fingers over his beard. “There must be something I can do.”

He lays a hand on my thigh, his thumb stroking my hip bone. “There are some files on my desk, from Jimmy Golden. Look through them, see what you can find, anything at all on the Pino cartel. Jimmy’s convinced Antonio is involved in a drug-running ring based in Mexico that involves both the Russians and the Chinese. It’s possible Endo French is involved, too, he’s a very important contact for the Pino brothers, his product is some of the best out there, but any Bolivian involvement hasn’t yet been confirmed. We need to find out as much as we can, Olivia, anything – no matter how small – that could help us bring down the Pino cartel once and for all. With their territory, their section of the border, and their business contacts, we’ll be running so much shit. The Delgado cartel will be the name everyone fears, and the one everyone wants on their side.” He smiles again, his fingers digging more firmly into my flesh, and I feel my heart rate quicken. “Do you understand just how fucking big we could be?” he murmurs, pushing my nightgown up over my hips. “Nobody will be able to touch us. No-one will dare.” He lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around him as he pushes inside me, slamming me back against the wall with the sheer force of his thrusts. Shit like this turns him on, it excites him, and once-upon-a-time I would’ve found that sick. Now it excites me, too, that’s who I’ve become now. Ten years we’ve been married. Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary, and there isn’t a day goes by when I don’t regret doing what I did – leaving everything I ever knew behind to be with this man. This dangerous, law-breaking man. He’s worth it all. His world is mine now. And there’s nowhere else I want to be.

The sex, it’s over in minutes, this was nothing more than a necessary release, but he still manages to make me cry out; still manages to send that beautiful, white-hot pain sweeping through me, and when he’s done he lowers me down; kisses me softly. He squeezes my ass, trails his fingertips gently down the back of my thigh as he looks into my eyes, and I wish he didn’t have to go out. I want him to stay; I want us to lock ourselves away and fuck until we can’t take anymore, but days like that are few and far between. He has work to do, we both have. I’m part of the circle now. I know everything.

“I love you, Olivia,” he whispers, his mouth still resting against my skin, his breath warm on my shoulder.

“I love you too,” I breathe as he slides a hand between my legs, touching me one more time, and I bite down on my lip as he slips two fingers inside me, just for a moment, before he pulls them back out.

“Finish yourself off when I’m gone. I need that picture in my head, do you hear me?”

I nod as he reaches past me and picks up the towel I’d left on the chair, wiping his hands before he puts his jacket on, and comes back over to me, cupping my cheek, his eyes staring deep into mine.

“You know I love you more than anything, don’t you?”

“Of course I do. I’ve never questioned that.”

He briefly drops his gaze, but then his eyes are back on mine. “I trust you, Olivia. I trust you, with everything I have. You are a beautiful, strong, determined woman and I am so lucky to have you in my life. And I just want you to know that, whatever happens – this life we live, there are no promises, no certainties, but, just know that I trust you, with everything.”

I frown, and he kisses me, but I’m confused. “Javier…”

“Ssh.” He shakes his head and smiles. “My beautiful girl.” Another kiss, and I hold onto him. “Look through those files. And look hard. You never know when the cartel might need whatever information you find.”

He leaves without another word, and I walk over to the window, waiting until I catch sight of him heading for the car. I watch as he gets into the back, and Lucca climbs into the driver’s seat; I watch as the car pulls out of the driveway. And then I sit down, slide my hand between my legs, and do as Javier instructed.

Olivia

“Is Lucca back now?” Angel pulls his legs up and hugs his knees to his chest as he watches me undress.

“Yes, but don’t worry. He thinks you’re back at the clubhouse.”

“I thought his room was right next to yours?”

I pull off my sweater, leaving me naked bar my panties, and Angel smiles as I pull his legs down and climb astride him.

“These walls are extremely well soundproofed, he won’t hear a thing. Besides, he’s still downstairs. He rarely comes to his room, he doesn’t sleep well.”

Angel’s hand cups my breast, and I throw my head back and moan quietly as he leans forward and flicks his tongue over my nipple. And then I look at him, and his handsome face breaks into a smile, which makes me smile, too. Over the past couple of hours he’s already made me come more times than I can count on both hands, with his mouth, his fingers. His fist. His throbbing cock, so big it consumed me. I’m aching all over, my thighs bruised from the rough sex, but I’m not done with him yet.

I raise my hips and pull the sheet back, his cock once more standing to attention, and I run my thumb lightly over the tip, wiping the warm pre-cum away.

“Take the panties off, Olivia.”

I raise my hips again, pushing my panties down, just enough to frustrate him. He needs to be inside me now, and I know if I touch him I could make him come in a heartbeat, into my palm like a teenager who’s just seen his first pair of tits. I could do that, he is so ready, but I don’t. I slide my hand inside my panties and touch myself as he watches, but he’s seeing nothing.

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