Page 82 of His Deadly Lies

For the next hour, the only time I leave her alone is when she’s speaking to Rafel, and only then to head up to the kitchen and grab her food. Water. Anything I can carry back down to the basement on a tray. She’s not too happy with me looming over her, but she eats. One bite at a time.

We break in the afternoon, her men gathering supplies for an evening raid on the warehouse with the full force of their operation behind them. No one has been able to gather information on the plate on the car, but we’re assured it’s only a matter of time before we turn up something. Rafel, however, managed to intercept a signal from multiple cells coming from the apartment, and one call stood out above the others.

Tonight, we move, and if we’re right, we’ll intercept our culprits.

Mia excuses herself after a time, and I follow her upstairs, my stomach clenching and my mind out of control.

She stops at her bedroom door, her hands on the door jam, waiting for me to catch up. “Do you dare come in?” she asks.

I glance around the hallway to make sure there is no one else around to hear us. “Is that what you want?”

“Wow, Carter. I’d think you’d be stealthier about sneaking into women’s rooms, but you’re not. At all.” She sounds amused. “You’re pounding up the stairs like a damn elephant.”

She quickly grabs me by the shirt and drags me into the room, the heel of my foot sending the door swinging shut behind us.

Once I know we’re alone, I step up and whirl her around to grind my dick against her ass. “You’re the one talking loud enough to wake the dead.”

“Maybe your cock has me temporarily out of my mind,” she tosses back at me. “I need more. I need it right now, even though you are the last thing I ate.”

And she swallowed down every bit of my cum too.

“Fuck. What I want to do to that mouth.” I maneuver her further into the room toward the bed. A mistake, but I have to keep my hands to myself no matter how many fingers I want to slide into her pussy.

Don’t I?

Isn’t that the better thing to do?

When have I ever been a good man?

“Tell me. Tell me everything you want to do before we move out.” She arches against me, her ass fitting perfectly against my front. “Want me to bend down and touch my toes? Show you how flexible I am?” she asks.

“I want you to actually prepare for tonight.” I change the subject fast before we both get into trouble. The little princess is nothing but trouble, and the longer we’re alone together, the more she tests my resolve.

“Is anyone ever really prepared for death? Make no mistake, that’s what it’s going to be if we get there at the right time.” She slowly rises and turns in my arms, looping her hands behind my neck and pressing close. “It’s going to be a bloodbath if we find our culprits there tonight.”

“A little blood doesn’t scare you,” I reply. “You want to bathe in it like an immortal countess.”

“It doesn’t,” she agrees. “I know how to handle myself.”

She knows how to handle me too. Without pause, she bends and shucks her pants aside, delighting me with an unimpeded view of the swell of her ass. Her shirt follows, and she leaves me with my gaze trailing after her. Hooked. Captivated.

“Do we chance a shower?”

She holds my eye contact as she flicks open the clasp of her bra, not turning. Only waiting, for me, for whatever I’ll say.

And I want nothing more than to watch the water slide down her body and follow the tracks with my tongue.

“Shower if you want. I need to get ready.” My hands clench at my sides.

“We need to get ready,” Mia corrects.

“I don’t want you coming. I wish you would let me do this alone.”

Mia pauses with her hand outstretched toward her dresser. I expect her to fly off the handle and rage. I certainly deserve a little bite after dropping such a huge statement. Instead, she comes out with, “Don’t hold me back. Please, Carter. Don’t hold me back.”

“I’d never hold you back…but I want you to be safe.”

How do I express myself in such a way that she understands? It’s not out of any doubts about her capability. It’s the opposite; the other people I won’t be able to control, who will be gunning for her if they see her.

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