Page 40 of Moon Blind Hearts
He presses the head of his cock against my entrance and I brace for the wildest fucking of my life. But he looks over at the chat to check what’s happening and freezes, just on the edge of pleasure.
“What?” I pant, hungry for him. But he doesn’t answer, so I frown, my desire ratcheting down a little at the look on his face. I turn toward the chat, frowning, and see what’s made him pause.
There, on the screen from an anonymous chat member, are the words, “Pretty little thing, hiding out west. Daddy misses you.”
Ice cold water might as well have been dumped on me. I freeze, tensing so hard, Oak shifts to allow me to move. He can sense the unease immediately and points at Cash.
“Kick that user,” Oak says.
Cash hits a few buttons. “Done. And blocked.”
Oak straightens and focuses on the camera. “Sorry, Velvet Rodeo. We’ll have to end this session due to some unforeseen circumstances, but we’ll make it up to you later. Give me a ‘yes, sir’ so I know you understand.”
The chat fills with “yes, sirs,” and he nods just as Cash cuts the feed. The moment the cameras are off, he jerks the key off his neck and unlocks the restraints, freeing me.
I stay still, my eyes wide, the words flickering in my mind.
Hiding out west.
Daddy misses you.
Oh, god. Does he know where I am?
Chapter 21
Cash
I can see her shaking, her body shivering with a chill that counteracts the fire that had been burning only seconds before. She’s gone pale, her eyes wide as she vibrates with adrenaline that isn’t from Oak’s touch. They’d been seconds away from the most epic sex scene we’ve ever filmed, and now here we are, confused.
But that line that had popped up on the chat was the cause. What does it mean? And more importantly, why did it affect her so badly?
“What did that mean to you?” Oak asks the question we all wanna know.
Sawyer is sitting quietly beside me, not quite understanding what happened because he didn’t see the comment.
Jules immediately shakes her head. “It’s nothing. It was just weird is all.”
“Bullshit,” Oak growls, reaching down for his jeans and tugging them on, tucking his dick away. He reaches for her robe and hands it to her next. “You reacted like you’d seen a ghost.”
She meets his eyes, and I see the fire there that had vanished temporarily. It comes roaring back to life at his tone. “It’s nothing, Oak,” she growls. “And with all due respect, this is just business, like you said. And my personal convictions or traumas aren’t your business.”
Oak takes a step back at the venom in her voice, but I stand up, my own anger filling me at the words. I fucking knew Oak would tell her some shit like that. We agreed, but fuck I don’t like it. And fuck that right now. She’s clearly distressed, and he’s gonna let her walk away shaking with fear.
I scowl and step forward. “You’re afraid,” I spit. “Fuck business and tell me who I have to go shoot to ease your mind.”
“It’s—”
I grab her chin and tilt it up. “Don’t you dare lie to me again, darlin’,” I breathe. “Let me shoot ’em.”
Her face twists and she jerks back. She slides off the bed and drags her robe around her. I get the barest glimpse of the red marks on her sweet ass before she covers everything with the robe and wraps it away.
“It’s none of your business,” she spits, and storms toward the door. “So, leave it be.”
And then she’s gone. So, my anger has no outlet other than on the man that made her close up so completely. I whirl on Oak and jab him in the big hairy chest with my finger. “You did this.”
“I didn’t make that comment?—”
“No, but you made her close up!”
