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That, mingled with the fact that she’d been on the road for a while, it suggested to me that she’d been running from something. From someone. Based on experience, that man was likely an ex.
In that case, I felt like Shady Valley probably was a good place for her to settle. It was easy to see when someone new was around. And thanks to the area being a hotbed of criminal activity (the Irish and Russian mob, our club, and moreindependent guys like Czar and Erion), no one liked when new people started coming around and asking questions.
On top of that, now knowing she was probably on the run from her past, I knew to keep an eye out for shady characters or anyone looking too hard in her direction.
Slowly but surely, the noise inside the house died down as lights started to flash inside the second-floor bedrooms while the men took women to bed.
A car pulled up out front a few moments before the front door slid open and the remaining women spilled out, making their way toward their ride-share.
I watched until the taillights disappeared into the area near the apartments before making one more turn around the warehouse before heading in myself.
I made my way around the lower level, turning off the music, cleaning up the bottles and cups, then setting all the dishes in the sink to do in the morning when the power was back on.
Finished, I dropped down onto the couch and settled in to keep an eye all night. Just in case.
And again, in the stillness, there she was.
Her soft lips under mine. The press of her body against mine. Her pleading. Her whimpers. The velvet softness of her walls around my fingers. The way her hips rocked with her need. Her moans. The sweet way she cried my name.
It wasn’t long before just the memory had my cock straining against the fly of my pants, the light friction of the material sending shockwaves of pleasure through my system.
No amount of meditation or deep breathing could ease the ache, the clawing need for release.
Shrouded in darkness, I let my hand slide down to curl around my aching length, stroking myself with the thoughts of her wet pussy clenching around me, her nails scratching down my back, and her moans in my ear.
I came hard enough to make my vision flash white for a moment.
“Fuck,” I sighed afterward, a little unsettled by how I already felt achy right after release.
As I took myself to the bathroom to clean up, I had a sneaking suspicion that nothing was going to satisfy that desire but getting my hands, mouth, tongue, and cock on and in her.
When I walked out of the bathroom, the sun was just starting to spread across the sky.
And the power finally flicked back on.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Este
“Did I miss a message?” I asked as I walked into the pool hall to find it empty save for Konstantin and Mikhail. “Are we closed today?”
“In a manner of speaking,” Konstantin said. “My brother and I are needed elsewhere. The hall will stay closed until we return. Feel free to get your work done now, without distractions, or come back when we open later. The choice is yours.”
“Oh, well, it’s better for me to work now then. My dog is getting used to her schedule.”
“As you wish,” Konstantin said, checking his watch. “The door will automatically lock behind us and you when you leave, so I don’t advise going outside until you are finished.”
“Got it. Is there anything in particular you want done?”
“With no one here, a deep clean would be advisable.”
Who said things like that?
Konstantin Novikoff, apparently.
“On it.”
With that, he and his brother gave me a nod and made their way out of the building.
