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He reaches across the table and squeezes my hand. He then goes on to update me on what’s happening with Gertie’s carpet and that Kailyn has it all worked out with Jordan.

After dinner, Bull goes back down to his truck to grab his overnight bag. I smile because that means he’s spending the night. I wait for him to go downstairs before I go into my bedroom. It’s not a huge space, and I kept the furniture to a minimum, with only one tall dresser that’s packed with clothes. I take out the sweaters in my top drawer, leaving it empty for Bull.

Bull comes into the bedroom and drops his black bag on the floor and sees what I’m doing. “You moving?” he asks with a grin.

“You shouldn’t have to live out of a bag. It’s not much, but you can use this drawer for now. I’ll have to go through the closet to make room there, but that will have to wait for the weekend.”

His eyes grow dark, and he stares at me wordlessly. “Honey.”

I’m unable to say anything more because suddenly, I’m in his arms and being kissed passionately. He walks me backward to the edge of the bed, and I fall back. He follows me down, his hand moving under my sweater and yanking it off, leaving me bare from the waist up, since I never bothered with a bra after changing earlier.

His mouth closes over my nipple, his tongue licking and teasing me mercilessly. I arch my back and grab hold of the back of his head, squirming beneath him. He kneads and plays with its twin, leaving me gasping and moaning his name.

I claw at his shirt, unbuttoning it extremely clumsily. He helps by shrugging his shirt off, then tearing the leggings, along with my panties, down my legs and off. I let my lips and hands roam his bare chest, skimming along his abs and further down.

Bull is already undoing his belt and pulling off his jeans. I hate losing the heat of his body, even for a second, but I’m quickly appeased when he gives me a little shove, pushing me back against the soft pillows and partially covering me with his own body. His fingers glide from my ankle, up the length of my leg and outer thigh, causing a delicious tingle.

I move my hand lower and wrap it around his thick cock, feeling his velvet-soft skin under my touch. He grows harder as I stroke him lovingly. Bull lifts my hand off him and groans. “I’m not going to last if you keep that up, and I need this to last.”

“Please, let me play,” I beg. Fair is fair. I think it’s my turn to show Conall how much I love him. He rolls us both, so that he’s lying on his back and I’m straddling his hips, my core brushing over his cock. I bend over him and kiss the corner of his mouth, then slowly glide my mouth to his hard jaw, where I feel the rough stubble of his whiskers. I remember the way his beard feels on my skin and how much I love it.

I kiss his neck and shoulders and proceed farther down, over his pecs. Bull does a little exploring of his own, his hands cupping my breasts, squeezing and pulling gently on my nipples. My body reacts immediately. I grow wet between my thighs. An ache begins. Soon, touching Bull isn’t enough. I need more.

Bull knows what I need, though. He wraps a hand in my blonde locks. “Ride me, baby,” he says, his voice rough and raw. He grips my hips and settles me above him. “Go ahead, my sexy kitten. Guide me into that slick, tight pussy.”

I hold him at my entrance and lower myself, taking the tip of him inside. He tightens his grip on my waist. “Slow, Maya. I like it that way.” His sexy command is enough to make me come, but I do as he asks. I take him inside, inch by inch. My heart races, and my pussy flutters around his thick member. I close my eyes, throw back my head, and enjoy the way he feels. I lift myself and come back down, continuing at the leisurely pace Bull’s requested. When he guides me faster, I contract my muscles and squeeze him tighter.

He emits a feral growl, and suddenly, I’m no longer in control. Bull bands his arm tightly around my waist and guides me hard and fast over his cock. I brace on the headboard, moaning his name as my orgasm tears through me. The tremors run through me, my hair whipping forward like a cloak enfolding us. I put my mouth on his fiercely. It’s a desperate and needy kiss, all teeth and tongue. My nails dig into his shoulders, and I know I’ll be wearing bruises where his fingers are gripping my waist.

Bull tears his mouth from mine and buries his head in my neck and grunts and moans. He’s seated deep inside me when I feel his cock throbbing. I lie on his chest, catching my breath and feeling the rise and fall of his chest as he does the same.

“Thanks for the drawer, baby,” he whispers huskily in my ear. I smile and kiss his shoulder. I’ll give him the entire dresser if it makes him this happy.

Chapter19

The Unknown

Bull

Aweek later…

It’s been a hell of a week, most of it filled with frustration and dead ends when it comes to finding the assassin after President Obi and/or Yakubu. Wire is digging into every known associate within Ubin’s business and his business partners.

Both Falcon and Rebel are getting tired. They’re constantly on duty, and it takes a toll. I hate to leave Maya, but I’m going to have to fly out and give them the much-needed relief they need. Falcon and I spoke yesterday, and we decided to give it another day before I make the trip.

This has been going on too long, and although another attempt hasn’t been made on either the president or his son, collectively, all of Storm feel that the assassin is regrouping, biding his time for the perfect opportunity.

I’ve also asked Wire to check into Calvin’s and Josh’s parents. Josh’s family is a typical household. The mom works in an office, dad works as a mechanic and has been there for over eighteen years. Josh has a little sister in middle school, and the family seems pretty close-knit.

Calvin’s father is a corporate accountant for an international organization and his mother is a stay-at-home mom. The only thing we found was an investigation by the IRS that was conducted in the same year that Calvin was absent from school. It could be a coincidence, or it could mean that his father is into shit he shouldn’t be. Either way, I mentioned this to Maya and told her to keep her eyes open and to talk to me if Josh approaches her again.

The only bright spot was when Gertie got her new carpet and invited us all over for tea, even Wire. She’s a very bright lady, and when the girls were out of the room, she looked each of us in the eye and said, “I know you have something to do with this. I would make a fuss, but I really like the upgrade.”

“Gertie—” Phoenix starts.

“Don’t lie to me,” she says sternly. “I’m letting you get away with this one. Be thankful and move on.”

Personally, I don’t care that she knows as long as she can be in her home, and we don’t have to worry about her tripping. I would have done it anyway, even with her kicking and screaming all the way. It’s good that Gertie’s not fighting us on it, and we decided the payback will be weekly visits with our adopted grandma. Gertie laughs and says it’s our punishment for going behind her back. I’ll take that any day.

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