“Then I am going to help you get out of your head,” she says as she unbuckles my jeans.
“Ashley,” I say quieter. She doesn’t say anything as she pulls my cock out. I groan deeply as she strokes me.
“See? Doesn’t that feel good?” she asks softly.
“You’re going to hate yourself tomorrow,” I mutter.
“Probably. I’ll feel like a giant whore and a home wrecker, but if anything, we can tell Laney that I forced you, because that’s kinda what I’m doing.”
“Probably won’t have to worry about that,” I grumble. She squeezes my cock, and I inadvertently groan louder. “Fuck, Ashley.”
“Shhh. We will find her,” she says before wrapping her lips around my cock.
“Dear God,” I moan and grip onto her hair. She takes me down her throat and sucks hard as she bobs up and down, stroking me with a tight grip at the same time. I can easily picture that it is my sweet Little Flower sucking my cock. Her noises are so similar, and my whiskey drowned mind is easily persuaded. I eventually give into temptation and pull her off of me. She has a feral look in her eye when I shove her onto the bed and tear her pants. I slow down for a second and she looks desperate.
“I’m on the pill. I take it religiously. I’m clean. Please,” she slurs. I nod and flip her to her belly before she moves up to her knees with her chest flat on the bed.
“God, forgive me,” I drunkenly pray as I grab her hips and sink into her pussy. She moans loudly into the bed as I slam into her with all my pent up rage and sadness. She screams as she comes, but never once fights back. I am getting drunker by the second and I can almost hallucinate that it’s Laney I am fucking. Just as I am about to come, I start to second guess if I should come in her. She must have the same thought as I pull away, because she flips around and is on her hands and knees facing me. I grab her by the head and shove myself to the back of her throat. She sucks hard as I violently take her throat. She gags and tries to pull away, but I keep hold of her as I try to release the anger inside of me that just won’t let go.
“Oh, Laney,” I moan loudly as I come. As soon as I have forced my come down her throat, reality slams down on me hard. “Oh no… No… I.. Fuck, I fucked everything up. She’s going to hate me.”
“Woah. Woah. Woah,” Ashley jumps up and get to me as I fall to my knees. Sobs suddenly rack from my body and five months of grief floods out in a panic.
“She’s gone,” I sob as she wraps her arms around me and pulls me down against her chest. “I need her. I don’t want to learn to live without her. I don’t want to move on. I just want my wife back. Why did they have to take her? I was supposed to be her protector… I failed her time and time again... and now I’ve gone and cheated. Maybe Vince was right. Maybe I am a worthless piece of shit. I make everything worse. She…”
“Shhh. We will find her, Talon. I swear to God, we will find Laney,” she says with a promise in her voice that I want to believe. I want to have hope, but it’s so fucking hard to hold on to something when it feels like shards of glass in your grip.
“Talon,” Jude says, shakingme.
“Mmm,” I groan but snap my eyes open when I realize Ashley is still here.
“Hey,” Jude says. I see that Chris, Adam, and Tony are here. Ashley stirs and launches herself off the bed to get away from us.
“Both of you chill out,” Jude says as I get up and grab my boxers.
“Jude, I…”
“I know. You fucked. We heard you two downstairs,” Jude says.
“It’s been five months, buddy,” Chris says. “She won’t blame you.”
“She’s gone,” I say, shaking my head. “It’s been too long with no leads.”
“About that,” Jude says slowly as I pull my boxers on. “I need to tell you something, and you can’t kill me, okay?”
“What?” I sigh.
“Wait. You never showed him?” Ashley snaps. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Jude?”
“What’s going on?” I ask, Jude.
“Back when she was first taken and you were… suicidal… Grim sent you a video,” Jude says.
“What?” I shout at him. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Listen to me, Talon. I checked it out several times. I tracked it to the place where the auction was held. Ned had his tech check it out too and it all checked out. It helped understand how the tracker works. We know she was moved out of the county but I’ve been trying to narrow down where. A few hours ago, you got another video. This time it’s from whoever bought her.”
“What?” I ask quietly. “She’s…”