Through various forms of intimidation, the organization always kept him at arms length. They threatened him with physical harm. They threatened harm to his practice. They made lots of threats, but he wouldn’t go back to work with them.
Dr. Sullivan developed a gambling habit that ended up taking a large portion of his life, although he managed to keep it hidden from friends and family, Eventually, he got in over his head and the Heartwell Organization bought his marker from the bookmaker and used it to keep him in line.
He provided names of top level members of the organization and informed me that they are still responsible for most of the sex trafficking in the area. At this point, I am recommending that Dr. Sullivan be able to plead guilty to second degree murder as long as the information provided is legitimate and as long as Dr. Sullivan is willing to be a witness for the prosecution.
That son of a bitch managed to do it. He managed to get away from the death penalty and all it took was rolling over on his associates. Little did he know that by agreeing to work with the feds, he might as well be signing his death warrant. Even if he managed to get put into protective custody, people had a way of finding ways to deal with people like him.
That evening, I talked to Hannah about what happened.
“Your father went to the DA and gave them information on the organization responsible for running the sex auctions in exchange for being able to plead guilty to second degree murder.”
“How long will he have to stay in prison for that?”
“I’m not sure, but it’s irrelevant. He’ll never walk out once he goes in. Someone from the organization will get to him and that’ll be all she wrote.”
“Is it wrong that I don’t feel anything right now? I don’t feel sad about it or scared for him. I just feel numb.”
“That’s not weird at all. You’ll be able to deal with whatever feelings come I’m sure. Anyway, you know what this means, right?”
“What?”
“It mean that it’s going to be safe for you to go home soon. Once they bring in the people responsible, nobody is going to be looking for you.”
11
Hannah
I knew what Reed was telling me. He was telling me that our time together had come to an end without actually using those words.
Feeling that I was going to break down, I walked into my room and stood in the doorway, wondering how I was ever going to go back to the way things were before.
Just as I thought I was about to break down, I felt Reed’s arms reach around my waist from behind and nearly melted when his lips brushed softly across my neck.
Turning to face him, he put one hand on my cheek, bent down and kissed me. This was unlike any kiss he’d given me before. This kiss was soft, deep, and slow.
I grabbed him by the back of his head and kissed him back, my tongue eagerly searching for his and our lips connecting as though they were our life source and we would die without them touching.
“I love you, Reed,” I told him between kisses.
“I know you do,” he replied.
Before I could react, he scooped me up off the floor and carried me to the bed, laying me down before starting to unbutton his shirt. I wanted him. No, I needed him and I needed him quickly. I turned to do what I could to help him out of his clothes.
Unfastening the first few buttons of his dress shirt, I exposed just enough of his neck to start kissing it. He groaned a low, throaty growl while moving his hands under my shirt, caressing my back with his large, strong hands.
He kissed me again as I released the last button. I watched as his shirt floated down onto the floor, the result of him throwing it off his body. Without missing a beat, he grabbed my shirt from the bottom and lifted it over my head, exposing my breasts. That wasn’t enough for him, though, as he also grabbed my pants and pulled them off me.
Pinning my arms up above my head, he pressed his bares, muscular chest against mine. Beginning with the inner part of my arm, he kissed along inch by inch until he made his way to my shoulder blades. Teasing me, he moved along from my shoulders and all the way to my breasts, using his tongue to flick at the sensitive skin, but going out of his way not to touch my nipples.
I was nearly purring as I looked down and saw how hard my nipples were. I could feel my pelvis contracting as his tongue moved in a circular motion around my areola. It felt like an eternity before I finally felt the warmth of his mouth around my nipple, gently sucking at it as he used his hand to caress my other one. Not wanting to give one more attention than the other, he did the same on the other side.
Without saying anything, he got up off the bed and took his pants off. I could feel myself getting wet at the sight of his cock springing free. Beginning at my ankle, he kissed my skin and worked his way up until he finally reached my pussy. He wasn’t touching me with anything but his lips but those gentle kisses were all it took to have me wanting more.
Reed nestled his face exactly where I wanted and started to lick me. I had so much trouble lying still as he was hitting all the right spots. The feeling building up inside of me had my legs involuntarily jerking for side to side. He tongued at me as though he had a treasure map of my pleasure zones, batting his tongue back and forth, causing me to arch my back in ecstasy.
I wasn’t going to be able to to take much more. I needed to feel Reed inside of me. I needed to feel his girth filling me.
Rolling over, he got onto his back, allowing me to give him a taste of his own medicine. I made my way down his chest, trailing soft kisses all along his stomach until my tongue lightly grazed his inner thigh. Not nearly as patient as he was, I grabbed the base of his cock and slowly licked my way from the bottom of his shaft all the way up to the head.
I swirled my tongue all around the head of his beautiful cock before wrapping my lips tightly around it, moving my head up and down. I moved my hand in a twisting motion in time with my mouth. I could feel his dick swelling, but there was no way we were going to be done yet. I kissed him once again, his cock resting between my breasts.
“I want you inside of me,” I told him as I moved on top of him, supporting myself on his chest as I kissed him while slowly lowering myself onto him. Each of us let out a moan as we finally joined together.
Reed grabbed my ass and controlled the pace from the bottom, supporting me as I rocked back and forth on him. I found my rhythm and worked his cock with my wetness. I was moaning with pleasure while he was panting beneath me.
I grabbed his face and kissed him. The kiss began slowly, but became more intense as it matched the pace of my hips, which were beginning to move faster and faster. As I broke the kiss to gasp for air, I nestled my face into his shoulder, taking him into me as far as he could go.
“I love you too, Hannah,” he whispered into my ear.
Hearing those words were enough to send me over the edge. I closed my eye and allowed all of the sensations to take over my body. I was shaking on top of him, my body lifting up and down on him with every breath he took.
Grabbing me and turning me onto my back, he rode me into the mattress, not stopping until he had completely released himself inside of me.
As I laid there, basking in the glow of the amazing sex, I thought about Reed telling me that he loved me. Most girls would see that as a sign that maybe there’s a a chance for the relationship, but I knew it meant so much more than that. To me, it meant that I wasn’t what Reed needed but that he would always be there for me. I just hoped he realized that the guilt he’s been carrying for so long had tortured him long enough.
Epilogue
5 YEARS LATER
REED
Look at Hannah. She’s more beautiful today than the day I first laid eyes on her. Instead of that broken look that used to occupy her eyes, she finally looks peaceful. More than that, she finally looks happy.
She’s doing so well at her job at International Imaginative, Inc. As a matter of fact, she’s leading the entire social media department. It wouldn’t surp
rise me to if she ended up with an even larger role in the company in no time at all.
She’s gotten back in touch with some of the girls she knew in college. It makes me so happy to find out that she was hanging out with Laci, Sherri, and Dani, because she deserves to be surrounded by friends, not including ones she made at work.
Then there’s Brad…
Brad Stroud, the assistant District Attorney of Nevada. Hannah met him during The Heartwell Organization case and started dating not too long after that.
I can’t believe she’s 8-months pregnant. I hear it’s going to be a boy. Just looking at them, it’s easy to see how in love they are with each other. He doesn’t know our full backstory, but he knows that if she ever calls and needs anything, I’ll come running.
I stuck around the FBI just long enough to wrap up the Heartwell Organization case and to make sure Hannah was all settled into her own life. I wanted to make sure she was okay. She had lost so much and I was so happy to see her making up for it in leaps and bounds.
I’m working with a private security group and have been for the last three years. It’s a lot less restrictive than the FBI and let’s dace it, I don’t exactly like playing by the rules.
Some say I live a life of solitude and that may be true, but as much as I helped Hannah, she helped me even more. I don’t necessarily feel like I’ll always be alone. I know now that I’m not broken. I might be a little cracked, but definitely not broken.
I’ve not sworn off finding the right woman for me, but I’m not actively searching either. Right now, I’m at peace with my life and all that talk was Hannah becoming a part of my life.
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