Page 19 of Embracing My Nightmare
I picked up my phone, careful not to wake her and sent a text to James.
Me: Location?
James: Portstill
Me: Are you fucking kidding me?
James: What’s the plan?
Me: I want this handled immediately. I’ll meet you at the office in two hours. You’re on guard with Elise until I return. Hidden and discreet.
James: I thought I’d introduce myself, maybe have a slumber party and we could braid each other’s hair.
Me: Dick
James: Two hours asshole. Don’t be late.
For the next hour, I let her sleep on my lap, her warm wet heat surrounding my length. I fought the urge to thrust into her, to take her from sleep to orgasm with a shove of my hips. Slowly, she stirred, her hips swiveling as she blinked the sleep away. Sliding my hands to her hips, I rocked her in small movements, urging her to ride me.
“Do you ever get soft?” she asked, sliding up the length of my shaft before sinking back to the hilt.
“Around you, never,” I purred, thrusting up as she bounced faster.
The blanket fell from her back as she leaned against my knees and undulated her hips, seeking her pleasure. I gathered moisture on my thumb and pressed it against her hard clit, rubbing in time with her movements, watching the euphoria wash over her.
Her walls clenched down, milking my cock as she shivered and shook her release out. I jack-hammered into her until I filled her perfect pussy to the brim. She collapsed against my chest and I felt her teeth bear down on my peck.
Growling playfully, she pulled back with a smile. I caressed her cheek and felt at peace for maybe the first time ever. Having this time with her, I hoped would sustain me until I returned from my business. Elise leaned over and kissed me softly, pulling back with a shy smile on her lips.
“I’ve got to go, lamb. I’ll be back as soon as I can. I promise.” Staring into her eyes, I saw tears threatening to spill and it broke a piece of my heart.
Pulling her into a fierce kiss, I felt her fingertips grip onto my chest, and I grasped the back of her head, needing to remove any space that existed between us. Picking her up, I carried her to the shower attached to her bedroom and turned on the water. Letting it warm up, I walked into the spray, Elise secure in my arms. Gently setting her on her feet, I let the water cascade down her body.
Reverently, I washed her, kissing the tiny bruises on her hips. She gently stroked my hair as I kneeled before her, soaping every inch of her. I pressed her against the wall with a nudge against her hips and lifted one leg over my shoulder.
Her head fell against the tiles as I worshipped her with my mouth, drinking down her orgasm. Her eyes heavy with sleep, I quickly dried her off and laid her in bed. Sitting next to her, I stroked her hair while humming the familiar tune to her until she nodded off. Dressing quickly, I programmed my number into her phone and snapped a picture of her for mine.
I had hundreds of pictures of her from the monitors, but I took this one up close and personal. It would have to get me through the next few days as I scoured the streets for the one person who I had waited for years to get my hands on.
Steve Barnett, Elise’s long-lost father. It was time to pay him a visit so he could beg for forgiveness before I sent him to hell. I knew Steve since I was a young hoodlum trying to make a name for myself. He was in his late twenties when I was a pre-teen and he was someone who could never be trusted. Years ago, he was a pimp who used to work underage girls and the revenge I would have on him would be all that much sweeter. He was the fucker who failed to protect Elise and now it was time for him to pay.
Scanning my security badge, I waited for the biometric locks to activate before I entered the eight-digit number into the keypad. The last security measure to access the building required a palm print before the lock would disengage.
This was the most secure building east of the Mississippi, ensuring the secrets I uncovered were protected. The government used my company to locate people who had spent years hiding, hoping to remain free. I found the worst members of society and secretly turned them over to the government. I was paid handsomely for my work. They also turned a blind eye to some of my personal business ventures and vendettas.
After writing the software that allowed me to remove all traces of Elise from the web, I was able to turn that small step into a business. Taking the elevator to the sixth floor, I entered the second set of security passcodes that allowed access to my personal floor. I had no secretary and needed no assistant, so no one entered this floor but James and me.
He was the only person who I trusted with all the skeletons in my closet and in turn,I knew where each body he buried was, literally. I found him drinking a green smoothie and I felt the familiar need to vomit. He loved those kale blends and after trying one, I realized that James either had no taste buds or he just enjoyed chewing on grass clippings.
“What did I tell you about bringing those nasty things into the office?” I asked him while I opened the safe and walked into the large armory I had amassed.
He slurped the last of it through the straw and tossed the cup into the trash before settling into a high-back chair across from my desk. He smirked at me as I brought out a few of my favorite toys and we stripped them down to clean them.
He had my H&K 9mm broken into piecesin under a minute as I sharpened my knife on the whetstone. The night at the bar, when I finally gave into my desires, I took a tube of lip balm from her purse and had a DNA test run. I waited for years to find out whose job it was to protect her so I could kill them for their failures.
James had been there through it all and knowing he would be there to watch over Elise while I handled her ‘father’ made my anger manageable. He and I had experienced some of the same beginnings in life and he was one of the few people I trusted.
“How are you going to let this play out? You haven’t gotten your hands dirty in a couple of years. Are you sure you don’t want me to handle this?”
