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He plunged into me over and over, maintaining his tightening grasp on my throat. Flesh against flesh, his grunts and dirty words taunted and pushed me higher and higher until lights dotted my vision. I gasped for air as waves of ecstasy pummeled me, sending me crashing with his name on my tongue.
He peppered my flesh with kisses, searing a path down my body, and then settled between my parted thighs. My hands gripped his long, dark strands as he devoured my pussy, slick with his cum and mine. His heady moan filled the room as he licked and sucked, tasting the mixture of our arousal. His tongue circled my clit, then sucked hard, sending me soaring higher and higher, again.
“William.” My eyes rolled in my head as I careened over the edge.
The tingling of my orgasm slowed, and my breath and heart rate decreased as I came down from my high. I stared at him, and he watched me with eyes full of lust and want. I couldn’t go another day without seeing how much he wanted me.
He rose onto his knees, his hard length in his hand, caressing it. He ran the palm of his hand down my opening, covered it in arousal, then moved his hand along the entire length of his cock, smearing it from crown to base. A shiver passed through me as I watched in excitement.
“Bad girls may get my cock.” He settled between my legs, and I eagerly opened them wider. It was amazing how much my body still craved his. “But they don’t get my cum.”
An odd twinge of disappointment encompassed me. I wanted him inside me. I wanted his cum dripping down my thighs.
He smirked at my frustration. “No worries, Angel.” His throaty growl sending another flare of desire through me. “When you’re a good girl, you can have all my cum until it’s spilling out that pretty pussy of yours. But, right now, I going to cover your beautiful body in it and make you dirty.”
His strokes sped up, almost frenzied. He threw his head back, roaring as jets of cum landed on my breast, stomach, and between my thighs. The picture of him coming was a remarkable sight. Never in my life had I experienced something so intense. I wanted to do it again and again.
When he came down from his climax, he stared at me, his dark, intense eyes moving over my body covered in his cum.
“Beautiful.” His expression was hungry and lustful. “I love you, Jade.”
“I love you, too.” A grin overtook my features. “Can we do it again?”
His laugh was low, and throaty. “Anytime, Angel. Anytime.”
ChapterEight
SANDMAN
Two days later…
“Why in the hell is she here?” I mumbled, pissed that after how he’d acted in her home the other day, she still underestimated how dangerous Allen was.
As far away as I was from them, Jade was visibly distressed and terrified. Regret hung in her eyes, along with her fear. Anger raced through me but most of all, terror. Although Samuel Allen was dangerous, Jade didn’t have any clue how much danger she’d been in or how much danger she was in now, and I feared he may be more of a danger to her now that she had ended their relationship.
How she ended up here with this prick, I had no clue. When we spoke this morning on the phone, she’d been headed into the office after dropping Junior off at school. While I was comfortable where I stood with Junior and he was glad I was back in their lives, we both agreed it wouldn’t be a good idea for him to wake up with me in the bed she’d shared with his father. It would be too much to explain. So, I’d left right after we made love again, and I hadn’t seen her since.
It was unbelievable the way we clicked. We planned to have dinner with Junior tonight and explain to him how we had loved each other for a long time. I wanted to be in their lives if he would have me.
Having that discussion with Jade about Aaron and the promise I’d made him finally assuaged some of my guilt. It was like him to make sure he took care of everyone. I still couldn’t believe he wanted her to watch out for me since he was my only family, according to the letter.
Her voice rising in anger brought me out of my thoughts, and I returned to the problem at hand. What I’d feared the most played out in front of me. Jade was in danger. If only I could have killed him without her being here, but that time had passed. He’d die today, despite her presence. I didn’t have a choice. The club had sanctioned the hit on Samuel Allen, and it was up to me to get it done.
I like to use a rifle, sticking to the shadows to take out my target. But I needed to get closer to make sure Jade wouldn’t be in danger. As a trained sniper, I could hit him from this distance, but I wouldn’t risk hitting her despite being confident in my skills as an expert marksman.
I gingerly sat down the rifle against the concrete pillar and pulled my handgun from the waistband of my jeans. After I made sure it was ready, I took a deep breath to steady my anger before releasing it.
“We meet again.”
I stepped out from behind the concrete pillar. My voice echoed through the warehouse. Birds’ wings fluttered from somewhere inside the empty space, my voice disturbing its peace. I tried to remain calm despite my body vibrating with rage.
Allen’s eyes snapped to me, and Jade’s shoulders sagged in relief, but confusion swam in her eyes. She questioned what I was doing here and my reason, I couldn’t hide anymore.
“It seems we do.”
Samuel Allen grew hard and resentful as I walked closer to them. He warily eyed each step I took as rage danced in his eyes. I had to end this, or Jade wouldn’t make it out of here alive.
“It’s amazing you turn up everywhere my girlfriend is. Don’t you think, love? First, at her home, now here at some abandoned warehouse. Why is that?”
