Page 72 of Savage Ruin
CHAPTER34
THIAGO
“It’s done. The accident is set for tomorrow. Heart attack while driving. Natural causes. Documentation with your real name is in the vehicle, along with your DNA. Once it happens, I’ll go down and identify your body and sign off on the cremation. I’ll let my press contact know a friend of the family was killed, and he’ll get it in the paper,” I calmly lay out the plan for the death he wants so badly.
“Very good. I always knew you were a smart boy,” he jokes. “And the exit?”
“Tomorrow night. Eight p.m. at SEI’s hangar. The jet will be ready. You can give them the flight plan once you’re on board.”
“I’ll be there,” he says, hanging up.
A second later, a text comes in from an unknown number. It’s a picture of me kissing Henley in the courtyard. “Don’t fuck me over or you’ll regret it.”
I toss the phone down on the mat, pick up my gloves, and go to town on the heavy bag. Every time my fists hit the bag, I picture his bony face smashing into his skull. Repeatedly. By the time I’m done, he’s a bloody, unrecognizable pulp, and I’m drenched in sweat.
With a loud groan, I bend over and pick up my phone. There’s a text from Henley telling me goodnight. Startled, I glance at the time in the upper left corner of my phone. Eleven p.m. No wonder my body hurts. I’d been whaling on the bag for two hours.
The hot shower eases the soreness and tension in my muscles.
Is she sleeping with Grayson tonight, or is she alone in her room? For once, the thought of her with someone else doesn’t punch me in the gut, but the need to hold her in my arms is making me ache, and not just physically. I want her in my bed tonight. A twist of the knob and I step out of the shower.
Drying off, I wrap the towel around my hips and stalk from my bathroom to her bed. She’s sitting up in bed with the iPad in front of her, watching a movie. Without saying a word, I throw the covers back and pick her up.
“I need you in my bed tonight.”
She wraps one arm around me, but the serious expression on her face makes me pause. “I don’t know. Are you prepared to pay up?”
“In spades,” I murmur, walking across to my room to put her in my bed. I toss the iPad onto the nightstand and pull off my towel.
She glances between my legs and licks her lips. “It looks like you started without me.” Her hand reaches out to take my semi-hard cock in her hand.
My hips automatically push into her grip, needing to feel her holding me tightly. I wrap my hand around hers. “Tighter.”
She grips it more firmly, and I watch her face while she watches our hands move up and down on my cock. She inches closer, and desire rips across her face. My cock goes from hard to steel in seconds.
Her teeth nibble on her bottom lip. “Should I go faster?”
“No,” I reply huskily. Sliding her hand off my cock, I lay it on the bed beside her. “Let’s get rid of this, shall we?” My fingers grasp the hem of her shirt and pull it off, only to find she’s naked underneath. I look at her in surprise.
She blushes. “I was hoping.”
I lie down beside her and look her in the eyes. Smoothing my hand down her body, I take a few minutes to enjoy the feel of her soft skin. “You never have to hope. If you want me, tell me—words or actions. Unless I’m sick or dying, I promise, I want you. Got it?”
“Yes,” she breathes out. Her hand slides between us to grip me again. “I want to touch you tonight.”
I close my eyes, sending a silent thank you to the universe. Sliding my hands under her, I roll over until she’s on top of me. “I’m all yours.”
Her leg slides across my body and she pulls herself up to sit on my lap. Sweeping her pink hair to the side, she bends down and places her lips on mine. Instead of the deep kiss like I expect, her lips and tongue explore mine with light, nibbling kisses and shallow thrusts. If I try to take it deeper, she backs off. Her tongue slides against mine, sucking lightly, before releasing it with a sigh.
It's driving me crazy. The need to take over and dive into the kiss makes my hands clench, but I continue to hold myself back.
Finally, her lips quit torturing mine and move on.
The tip of her nose glides up my neck while she inhales. “I love the way you smell,” she whispers in my ear.
Goosebumps break out on my arms. “You’re going to push me to my limits, aren’t you?”
She sits up, and the movement makes us slide against each other.
