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He grabbed her ass, lifting her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him into her. Backing her into the shower wall, he squeezed her bottom and drove into her. “Yes!” she cried out.
With a wicked grin as her only warning, he withdrew and drove into her again. He pounded into her fast and hard, reigniting her passion in seconds. Her orgasm broke over her, crashing through her so hard she started to shake.
He didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow his pace.
He was large. Really large. She stretched to accommodate him, and the burn was glorious.
She arched, pressing her pussy against him, wanting him deeper. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, driving her pleasure higher. His hands gripped her bottom harder, digging his fingers into her.
He was pounding into her so hard it was hard to breathe, but the pleasure that flooded her was all-consuming. He released her bottom long enough to pinch her nipple. She cried out as the pleasure inside her detonated, exploding outward in shockwave after shockwave of bliss.
With a bellow, his entire body tightened with his release. She felt every pulse of it, driving inside her. Filling her.
Finally, she went limp in his arms. Clinging to him because there was no way her legs would hold her upright.
Not that she had a choice. He held her close, whispering praises and words of love. Once she calmed, he gentled the power of the spray and cleaned her before carrying her to his bed.
No, their bed. She was never going to give him up. It was easy because she knew with everything in her he didn’t want her to. He loved her, and she loved him. And that was all that mattered.
CHAPTER 22
Three days later, Sawyer pulled up to Books-n-Brews and tried, once again, to push his rage back down into the box he’d locked it into seven years ago when he’d returned to Darling. That had been the deal he’d worked out with Reid.
He’d agreed to return to Darling with all his brothers to right the wrong that had been done to one of their own. Jaxon had been one of the best of them. He’d damn sure been the most noble. Of all of them, Jaxon was the idealist.
Jaxon had seen the world as a good place and vowed to do his part to make it even better. Sawyer had seen the world for what it was. If working covert ops for the military in the Middle East had not stolen all of Sawyer’s ideals, working black ops for the CIA had.
It turned out, fighting for the right cause with any means necessary might look noble on paper. Hell, it probably was. But the reality of some of the things he'd had to do just to stay alive had tarnished what was left of his idealism.
So, he'd stepped away. He’d come back to the small, sleepy town of Darling, Tennessee, to save his brother. His only stipulationhad been he work behind the scenes. He did the background work, gathering intel, his only weapons being his brain and his computer. And there was plenty he'd been able to do with those tools.
In the past seven years, he'd had time to process the things he'd done, the things he had to do. The things that still gave him nightmares.
If you'd asked him at any point during those seven years if he was personally invested, he’d have told you he was as invested as a man could get. He loved his brothers. He’d do anything for them. He’d die for them. And through the years, as each of his brothers found his Little girl, he'd die for any of those women as well.
But he wouldn't kill for them. That was the line he couldn't cross, or he might never be able to cross back.
Then a curly-haired half pint package of sass and sexy sweetness had crashed into his life, and his entire world shifted on its axis. He would do anything for her. Absolutely anything. When it came to Lele, a line he couldn't cross, wouldn't cross, didn't exist.
Luckily, on the way to town this morning, his half-pint had been exhausted from the activities of the night before. She dozed while he brooded on all the information he’d discovered over the past three days. He stole a glance over at Lele’s beautiful face and wondered how to tell her that if he could, he would love to put a bullet right between her brother’s eyes.
At several points in his investigation, it had taken everything inside him not to grab the bag of weapons and “tools” he still had stashed in his safe— the one in the back of his closet no one knew about— and hunt that lying, steaming sack of shit down and do things to him that most people didn’t know could be done.
For the first time since he’d left the CIA, he knew he would use the things in that bag in a heartbeat. He would be greedy to use them if that’s what it took to protect his Little girl. Without asingle question. Without a moment’s hesitation. Without an ounce of remorse.
He’d managed to keep a smile on his face and help Lele out of the truck when they made it to Books-n-Brews. Gage and Zane were already there, keeping watch, making sure all the Littles stayed safe.
He didn’t intend the meeting to be long. It shouldn’t take more than an hour. They were meeting there because there was not a snowball’s chance in hell he was leaving his girl alone anywhere. He didn’t really want her out of his sight, but there was no way he’d risk her overhearing what he would be sharing at this meeting.
No, the information he had to share was going to devastate her. She had complete trust in her brother. Meeting at the coffee shop worked out great because Lele wanted to make good on her promise to teach them all how to make some kind of treat to add to the new menu Tazzy was working on.
Somehow, after everything she’d been through, her soul was still clean and honorable. Keeping promises was still important to her. How anyone could endure the things she had and still have that air of joy and innocence, he had no idea. But he was going to do everything in his power to make sure she kept it.
Once the girls had started working on their boozy treats, all the men gathered in the conference room. Sawyer had everything set up already. He wanted this over and done. Something was coming. Something bad, he could feel it in his gut. He wanted his girl back in his home, locked down until he could figure out what it was and how to stop it.
Reid thumped his fist on the table to get everyone's attention once they were all seated at the conference table. “Let's get this party started. Ravage, glad you could join us.” Ravage gave Reid a chin lift greeting but said nothing. Reid gave a pointed look atSawyer. “All right, Sawyer, this is about your Little girl, so you take point.”
“Everyone has a folder with the information I found covered in more detail, but I’ll go over the highlights in a minute. First, I want to hear what you found out. Connor, were you able to get anything out of the people in Elk Jaw?”
