“Isee you, you slick fucker,” I say to the computer as I follow the car the guys just called about. Angel is certain Dimitri is in there, and I can’t confirm that, but I am following them.
I have computers set up to track and record every single movement of that car until it reaches its destination.
I know he’s not dumb enough to lead us back to his hide out, but maybe we will catch some of the people he’s working with. That’s the hope at least.
“Ollie?” I hear my sweet Angel call my name from the top of the stairs, and smile.
“Be right up, Angel!” I respond, double checking that everything is set up to follow the asshole automatically. Once I know it’s good to go, I head up the stairs, locking the basement door behind me before turning to see my Angel a second before she jumps me, wrapping her legs around my waist.
“Hi, nerd.” She kisses me softly, rubbing her ass against my dick, and I groan.
“Behave, Angel.” I nip her nose with my teeth, making her giggle.
We both know she can dominate me in the bedroom, but it’s because it’s my kink. It’s not because she truly tops me the way Creed does.
With Haliee, it’s because I crave seeing her in control. I enjoy watching her find that dominant side of herself and exploring it with me.
“Creed said we could have some fun and I’m here to tell you I’m not taking no for an answer,” she says, her voice filled with lust as she grinds down harder on my dick, making sure it’s at full mast for her.
“Fuck, Haliee,” I groan, gripping her ass and rubbing her against me until she moans with me. “What does Creed want to do to us?” I ask, and she bites her lip.
“He wants to suck my clit while you fuck me from behind.”
Goddamn, that image is enough to have me racing through the house with Haliee giggling and holding onto me as I barrel up the stairs.
“Creed!”
I hear him chuckle as I burst into the bedroom with Haliee hanging off me.
“Someone is eager,” he taunts, his eyes running over us locked together. “Strip. Both of you,” he orders, and I set Haliee down to do just that.
She watches me rip off my clothes as her breathing gets heavy, but she doesn’t make a move to undress.
“Need some help, Angel?” I ask, pulling her to me and ripping her sweater and t-shirt off over her head before she can answer.
“Damn, Ollie,” she whispers. “You’re in a hurry.” She bites her lip before stepping back and shimmying her ass out of her jeans, leaving her standing in a red bra and boy shorts. Creed and I both groan as we take in the sight of her.
She’s fucking perfection, and I need to feel her. Now.
“I have something for you,” I state, moving over to the closet to pull out the box that came today.
I put the order in a few weeks ago, but it took fucking forever to come in.
“What is it?” she asks, taking the box from me when I hand it to her.
“Protection,” I shrug and her brows furrow as she sits on the bed to open the box.
Creed knows what’s in there and I can see him practically salivating. I feel kind of bad for him, knowing he has to wear condoms for six months before he can feel just how incredible she is bare.
“You didn’t,” she says, bursting in a fit of laughter. “God, do you guys know how to do anything in a subtle way?” She snorts, shaking her head. “This is a year worth of birth control pills,” she points out. “You’re insane.”
I shrug. She’s not wrong, but at least we’re covered. “Better to be safe and prepared, Angel.” I lean down to kiss her, pulling the box away.
“And if I told you I missed my pill this morning?” she taunts and winces as I place the box on the floor.
“Condoms. Can’t leave Creed to be the only poor bastard who doesn’t get to feel you bare.” I smile, and Creed punches me in the shoulder with a snarl.
“You can fuck her raw all you want, Ollie. Just remember that it’s my dick that’s going to have you both screaming in pleasure from the piercings.” He moves closer to me, cupping the back of my neck in a hard grip. “And you will scream, Ollie. I’m going to fuck your ass so hard you’ll feel me for fucking weeks when I’m done with you.”