Emily and Mason left my apartment, the latter scratching his head since Emily was mad... really mad. It was an awkward departure, but I knew it was something they needed to work through themselves. But finally, being alone with Ryker again, the atmosphere was tense, to say the least.“So, Jake’s the tech genius, and Mason handles fieldwork, like the agent stuff?” I inquired, trying to break the ice and ease my nervousness, the dim light casting a soft glow on us as we prepared for bed.His chuckle was a soothing sound. “Yeah, something like that,” he replied, reclining on the bed, emitting a satisfied yawn. “Are you planning to stand there forever?”I quickly jumped onto the bed, blushing pink. I was nervous. My stomach was a mess of jittery nerves. This was the first night we were actually going to sleep together and talk, as opposed to our previous nights, which were far more intimate and heated...when he woke me up with his...tongue.“You should put on a shirt,” or I might lick you
I finished my work and was leaving the office building— leaving a text message to Emily who did not come to work that I would be staying in Ryker’s place— when I stopped to greet Joselito. “You don’t use your car today?” I smiled at him, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. “Someone’s picking me up,” “I am happy for you, Little Miss.” He sometimes called me that, and every time, I felt like I was his daughter. But still, what he said didn’t go unnoticed, so I frowned. “Thank you, but what do you mean?” Happy for what? He softly chuckled. “The boy finally took the courage to confess.” I was even more confused. Who did he mean? “Finally, he has managed to charm you.” “The boy? I’m sorry, I don’t get it, Joselito.” “That young man approached me before, Harper and gave me this card,” he took out a card from his wallet. “This is like a cash card, I don’t know, but this has money in it. He gave me this to buy you coffee. That’s where the supply comes from.” He chuckled. “A
“You know where to find us,” he said on the phone, his ominous tone along with his malicious smirk, made my skin crawl. Pure panic and fear were taking over me. Ryker knew! He knew about this place and he was coming for me. No! Deep inside, I was freaking out, making the room suddenly feel like a freaking jail, and I was stuck with this man.He kept on staring me down, all icy and scheming, and those eyes told me he had some twisted scheme cooked for me, and how it’d mess with Ryker. The thought of Ryker blowing his top when he figured out I’d been lured to his father sent a chill of dread and sadness right through me.I couldn’t stop my brain from going a mile a minute, trying to find an escape route, but that locked door and Mr. Blackthorn’s menacing vibe made it seem like I was in a real bind with no way out.“You’ll use me as bait so your son takes over your dirty job,” I gnashed my teeth. One of his brows rose, his eyes turning colder.“Dirty job?” he scoffed.“Yes, your illegal
The two intimidating men closed in, and I felt like the room’s atmosphere grew more vicious with every menacing step they took. I looked at Mr. Blackthorn who bore a wicked grin, convinced that this was how he would break his son’s spirit.“Ryker, you don’t have to do this. We can just run.” I whispered urgently, clutching his shirt.“Stay close.” He said, standing his ground, resolute in his determination to protect and fight for us. Something in his eyes told me to trust him, but he was outnumbered. “Don’t move when you can’t feel me anymore. Stay where you’re put.”The lights in the room flickered, making me gasp in surprise. “What’s going on?” The corner of his mouth twitched in a mocking smile as he watched his father’s reaction.Mr. Blackthorn’s eyes slit from anger. “Move! Take the woman!”Suddenly, the lights died, enveloping us in total darkness.“Ryker!” I screamed when I couldn’t feel him anymore, my heart racing a mile a minute.In the pitch-black, things got wild. There wa
I grabbed the soap and turned to him. “Let me give you a hand with those wounds,” I murmured, my voice barely rising above a whisper. I stood with him in the steamy shower, warm water pouring down on his back, rinsing off the remnants of the chaos he’d just escaped. He was naked from the top and was in his boxers, his taut muscles flinching from my touch. There were a few bruises and small cuts on his body, but he didn’t look pained. “Whose blood were these?”“Wheeler,”“Wheeler...” I was recalling who the man was.“The bulky man you met here. He brought you to my office.”“I remember him. Is he okay?” I may not know the man, but knowing that he helped Ryker escape that hell, my heart went for him.“He’s fine. Got stabbed in the stomach, but he’ll live.”I moved closer, working up a lather between my soapy hands, relieved to hear Wheeler was fine. I made a mental note to check on him tomorrow. My fingers traced over his skin, following the lines of his muscles. “Did he go to the hospi
“Ryker! No, not— Oh!”Legs spread to his satisfaction; my hips jolted upward when his mouth connected with my pussy, so warm and ravenous. I wanted more. My words turned into moans.Hot and demanding, his tongue explored and tantalized my pussy, making my walls clench around his tongue.I gasped and squirmed under his touch, my body buzzing with pleasure. His hands traveled up my body, cupping my breasts while he kept working his magic with his mouth, lapping and sliding his tongue in and out of me.I felt hot everywhere, my toes curling from the pleasure he was making me feel. His tongue danced and teased, setting off a wildfire of sweet sensations inside me.“Ryker!” I felt my body tensing up as his skilled tongue pushed me closer and closer to the edge.My breath and moans were all over the place as the pleasure kept building, and I could feel his nose, nudging my clit, adding more carnal sensation while his hands explored my body as I wriggled in delight. The sounds he was making—
The next morning, tension was thick in the air. The TV blared the news, and the headline hit like a gut punch. Henry Blackthorn, the alleged leader of a notorious drug cartel got himself arrested after a wild raid of the building, chained to a chair with two dead bodies laid next to him with a sign in his hands,“I abducted a woman. I am guilty”. The screen flashed images of police cars swarming the crime scene, their red and blue lights blinking. The anchor continued, “There was an alleged confrontation that occurred involving Mr. Blackthorn and a yet-unidentified group of individuals. The details are still emerging, but it appears to be connected to Mr. Blackthorn’s alleged shady dealings.”I shot a glance at Ryker, trying to read him. His face, though, was a stone-cold poker face, revealing nothing. He was sitting on the single sofa in front of the TV. This was a small room adjacent to his office, the very same room that witnessed last night’s heated encounter.The news segment rol
My initial fear of meeting these people was replaced by camaraderie. At first glance, they could be so intimidating, but now, they regarded me with respect, and that was because they respected Ryker in this place.When he left my side, I took the chance to find out Wheeler’s room. As I stepped outside, two guys started tailing me. I knew Ryker had sent them, much to my irritation. I wasn’t foolish enough to make a run for it; I knew it would only land me in more trouble. All I wanted was to work, but if that didn’t sit well with him, fine by me—I’d stick around to keep him pleased.Wheeler, the one who looked like he could snap a person in half, gave me a nod of acknowledgment. He looked fine now. Without a shirt, the bandage was wrapped around his stomach.“I didn’t expect your visit,” he smiled hesitantly.I took a deep breath and smiled, trying to suppress the wave of intimidation. “Ryker told me what happened. I wanted to check on you.”Wheeler chuckled, though it sounded more lik