Page 13 of Inevitable Dream

Maya and Kailyn were great, and the three women seemed to bond immediately. Since they’re in the same apartment building, Kailyn was already making plans to have them get together for a girls’ night. Sadie had a busy day and was ready for an early night. I waited for her to fall asleep before I got out of bed and called Wire.

I knew he’d be up, and, being Wire, he was expecting my call. We went over what we learned that day and then got to the heart of my call.

“It’s not your fault. Sadie went home like she did every other night she was with you. She followed the same pattern she has for the last two weeks. Sadie was in the wrong place at the wrong time,” Wire said.

“It was much later than she normally leaves. I should have driven her home or had Falcon do it,” I countered.

“Falcon’s saying the same. He’s kicking himself for the exact same thing,” Wire told me.

I blew out a heavy breath. “I want this guy so bad, I can taste it,” I growled.

“I get that, and we’ll find him,” he replied.

We hung up shortly afterward, and I slid back into bed, spooning Sadie and wrapping my arms around her waist, falling asleep with my dream girl.

Current day…

This morning, we take a trip to the police station. They asked for Sadie to come in to sign the statement she provided that first night at the hospital. It is one more reminder of the brutal assault she endured. Sadie is braver than I ever imagined. She relays the information she remembered to the detectives on the case. They’re grateful for the additional information, and because of their relationship with Falcon and the Storm team, they share their file with me.

However, there’s a huge bonus to this visit. The night of the assault, the doctors at the hospital were vigilant and scraped under Sadie’s fingernails. Mainly, it was dirt from being thrown to the ground, but the lab identified skin cells. No ID as yet, but it’s good news. I share the development with Falcon as soon as we get back to my place.

Since then, I’ve haven’t been able to take my eyes off Sadie. Everything she does is alluring. Who thought watching her nibble on a cracker would be sexy as hell? The way she licks the jam off the top of the cracker is making me crazy.

I know I have to be gentle with Sadie, and the only way to force myself to go slow is to take a cold shower. One shower turns into two, and I jerk off both times. I recall the way her lips taste and imagine how other parts of her will taste.

Forty-seven hours, fifty-five minutes, and twenty-eight seconds later, Sadie shrugs the blanket off her lap and stands in front of me, takes my hand, and motions for me to get to my feet.

“Time’s up, Rebel,” she says shyly, with a sexy grin on her lips.

Chapter6

Worth the Wait

Sadie

Rebel looks stunned when I take him by the hand and lead him into the bedroom. I’ve been waiting for this moment since the other night, when Rebel told me we were waiting two days before he would make love to me. Two days seemed like an eternity.

Several times, I’d wake up in the middle of the night to find Rebel curved around my body, cocooning me and keeping me warm and safe. He sleeps in his boxers, and last night, I couldn’t help but run my fingers over his muscular chest, tracing the outline of his pronounced abs. He has lots of ink on him. There’s a hunter’s arrow tatted on his chest, with wings on either side and words in what I think is Latin. I know there’s a story behind the ink and plan on asking him about it. But not tonight. Tonight, I just want Rebel to make love to me.

My courage wanes quickly as I stand by the bed, extremely self-conscious of how big and beautiful Rebel is, whereas I am hyperaware of all my imperfections. And by imperfections, I mean the ugly black bruises that cover my body.

His hand comes under my chin, and it’s like he’s reading my mind. “You’re beautiful. In every way,” he says softly. His voice sends a tingling sensation down my spine. The rumble of his tone makes me melt into him. Immediately, his arms come around me. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything.”

I lick my lips before murmuring, “I want you too.”

The corners of his lips curve up in a sexy grin. “A good man would wait until you’re completely healed,” he says while his hand comes under the hem of my shirt. He caresses my bare skin. “I guess I’m not as nice as I ought to be, because all I can think about is stripping you naked and making you mine.” He lifts my shirt up and over my head, then tosses it aside. His gaze drops to my breasts, which are covered in a cute cream satin bra with a pink rose in its center. One hand finds its way into the back of my tights, squeezing my ass and pulling my belly flush against his hardness.

“A good man wouldn’t make me wait so long,” I say brazenly. I don’t know what’s come over me, but suddenly, I want Rebel to toss me onto the bed and fuck me hard.

He nips my earlobe. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you.” His raspy voice sends a delicious shiver through me. Rebel pulls down my tights, taking my panties with them, and helps me step out of them, then backs me onto the edge of the bed. He makes swift work of unlatching the hook of my bra before lowering me onto the bed, my legs dangling over the edge.

I’m completely naked, except for my wrapped ribs, and Rebel is still fully dressed. Rebel lifts my legs, bending my knees, and spreads me open. Wetness pools between my thighs as he stares at my pussy. “The prettiest pussy, soft and pink, and very wet,” he says, kissing my inner thigh, and a single digit moves along the seam of my pussy lips.

“Rebel.” I pant his name.

“In this room, I’m Jasper,” he tells me. “Say my name,” he commands.

I swallow hard. “Jasper.”

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