by Lauren Wood
“Yes Grey, God yes!”
It was more than I could imagine and it cemented all the memories that I had of him. I had started to think that everything that I remembered was but a dream. I had myself convinced that it was all in my head because nothing could feel that perfect. Nothing could possible feel as good as I remembered. But it did. Grey felt even better than he did in my dreams and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
Another sweet flush of bliss ran through me as I held him as tightly as I possibly could. It was more than I was ready for and I felt emotions bubble up that I had tried so hard to push back. It was a moment that I would never forget for the rest of my life.
Finally I felt his own pleasure bleeding through; filling up every bit of me that was left for him. It was all too much and my head went back. “Grey!”
He said my name like it was the most precious sound in the world and told me that he had waited so long for me. I had waited for him just as long and through all of the emptiness that I had felt with him gone. Now I felt nothing but fullness. I was finally complete and it was Grey the whole time that I needed.
My arms wrapped even tighter and I moved my lips to his. It silenced us both as his tongue danced in my mouth. It really was perfect in that moment and I tried my best to hold it together. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I wasn’t supposed to fall for him again, but my body, my heart, my soul was his for the taking and it terrified me to no end to give him that sort of power.
Chapter 17
Grey
Six months later
I still couldn’t believe that she was mine. After everything we had gone through, I knew now that it was fate that brought Cameron to me. I also finally realized how lost I was before I met her. I had thought that my life was perfect, but now I knew that it just wasn’t the case. I finally had happiness and it was never in the arms of as many women as I could get my hands on.
Before Cameron, it was just a steady stream of women, in and out of my life with nothing of real substance. I knew now that I would have been happier, I was happier with just her. All I needed was the love of one woman to satisfy me. Now my body was happy, as well as my soul.
She was bathing our son, the other missing piece to my life. Cameron wasn’t looking at me; I doubted that she even knew I was there. Instead she was singing to Charlie in her sweet voice. Living with Cameron had taught me so much about her. She sung when she was happy and when she was sad. I knew that it was happiness that brought it out in her today. Ever since she had Charlie, she always had a smile on her face. I was almost jealous of the love that she showered on him. It was so pure, almost like how she looked at me.
“Why are you watching me Grey? Do you want to take over?”
“I doubt you would let me.”
“Probably not. I am done anyways. He always gets tired after his bath so I am going to get him dressed and put him down for a nap.”
“How long will we have?”
She looked over at me and smiled. “I know that look.”
“What look?”
“The look that tells me that you want me.”
I tried to deny it, but there was really no point. I wanted her badly and the more I watched her hips sway, I knew that it was only a matter of time. I had waited weeks now and finally it was time.
“Can you blame me?”
“Kind of. Things change. I have changed.”
“Nothing has changed in my eyes, but that I love you more than I ever thought possible.”
She was worried about the physical changed that had occurred, but they had done nothing to dampen my need for her. She was just as gorgeous now as she ever was to me. In a way, she was even more beautiful, now that we had been together for so long and her body had given me the happiness that I had always dreamed of. I wanted back inside of her and I wasn’t afraid to show it.
“You are also a blind fool Grey.”
I watched Cameron pick up Charlie and wrap him in a towel, holding him against her chest with such care.
“No, I may be a fool, but I am certainly not blind. I can see you now as I did then. You are just as pretty to me and I wish you could see yourself as I do.”
She scoffed at me, but didn’t say another word. I had caught her checking out her marks in the mirror with a frown on her face. All she saw was imperfections and all I saw was how badly I wanted her. It wasn’t hard to see how perfect she was in my eyes and I truly wished that she could see the same thing. I didn’t like the idea of her thinking that she wasn’t enough. Cameron was more than enough for me and always would be. I had waited as long as I could. I wanted her badly.
“Let me put Charlie down and we will talk about it.”
“I am done talking woman.”
Cameron giggled. “Well you will have to wait a little while longer. Why don’t you pour us some wine and I will be in there in a few minutes after I am done getting him dressed.”
It was all I wanted to hear and I practically skipped into the kitchen to do as she asked. It occurred to me then that I would have done anything that she wanted, anything at all. But right now, all I felt was an overwhelming need that only she could take care of. I never thought I would be able to go this long without it, but we had fooled around a little. It wasn’t enough though. Being inside of her was the only thing I could think about and I knew that it was finally going to happen.
I felt like a kid in a candy store and I was dying for something sweet. I poured the wine and found myself humming the same tune that she had been earlier. Cameron was rubbing off on me in more ways than one.
When I got back into the bedroom, Cameron was already in there and she was lying on the bed without a stitch of clothing on. It appeared that I wasn’t the only one that was ready for our long drought to be over. I was ready for a downpour and by the way she smiled and crooked her finger my way, maybe she was too.
“That was fast.”
“You took a while.”
“I did. I didn’t want to come in here and start pacing. You know I am not very patient.”
“Neither am I. I have waited just as long as you have Grey.”
She stopped me as I approached her. “Uh uh, you need to get rid of some of those clothes."
I stopped and started to pull them off quickly. I almost fell to the ground when I got to my pants and I heard her giggle. “Okay, maybe I am not in that big of a rush. You are going to hurt yourself if you aren’t more careful.”
I didn’t care. All I cared about was being with Cameron and being inside of her. Her naked body was a sight for sore eyes, especially now that I knew I could finally touch her. What changes she had made in me.
Moving to the bed, I crawled towards her and she giggled at me. “What?”
“You look like you are going to eat me alive Grey. I don’t think I have ever seen you like this before.”
I had never been so horny and turned on before, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but me and her.
“I have just missed this Cameron. I can’t tell you how badly I have missed being with you.”
She shushed me and pulled me up on top of her for a kiss, her legs wrapping around my waist. “I have an idea. Now shut up and take me Grey. The wait has been long enough.”
THE END
BAD BOY ROMANCE COLLECTION
ENTRAPMENT
BOOK – 1
Chapter 1
“You can’t possibly think that you can get away with this, Lila. You can certainly try to get away, but they will not let you go easily. They have invested a lot of time in you. What’s to say that the grass is greener on the other side?” Melanie was the den mother for the girls and felt a certain kinship towards them. She was also unique in that she came from the same kind of life that they were now living. She lived to serve and she taught these girls that life was better when their men were happy.
“I know that I’m probably making a mistake. I miss who I was a few years ago before they came and collected me. I fought them every s
tep of the way, but you showed me that the pain that I would endure was not worth fighting back. I was stubborn and I learned very quickly that my anger and mistrust was only going to get me hurt in the long run.” Lila Ames was a part of the flesh trade and she had her fair share of men putting her down. Her love life consisted of being used for the pleasures of others. She had just recently learned that she is to take a husband. “I know nothing of this man that they propose that I stay with for the rest of my life. I’ve heard through the Grapevine that they’re only doing it to make sure that I am taken care of. I’m not exactly sure what they mean by that. It sends this cold chill down my spine every time that I think about it.”
“Give it some thought. I think that you’ll find that a good night’s sleep is all that you need to find another perspective. I don’t want you to do anything that you’re going to regret. I don’t want anything to happen to you. I think that I can say this on the behalf of the both of us that we are from the same cloth. I was exactly like you and I cringe every time that I think about that same girl living to please others. You have been passed around, but you have been lucky in one respect. I’ve made sure that you’ve gone to only those that have a firm hand. They’re also the only ones that don’t leave permanent marks on the merchandise. It’s too bad that Mr. Maxwell died, but I think that you know what that means. There is a proposal on the table from those that are controlling the flesh trade. They want to keep somebody in line and they need you to be their buffer. They also expect you to report back to them with anything that might seem suspicious.”
“I don’t know anything about spying on any one. If you’re asking that I take a look at his emails or check his phone from time to time, then I think that I could do that.” I wanted my mother and even though I was 25, I still felt like I was in need of a mother figure. Melanie tries to fill that void, but she’s just as lost as the rest of us. She tries to fake it by using her authority to keep herself from falling back into old habits. I’ve seen her flirting with danger with one of the guards. I don’t know what she’s thinking and that can only lead to disaster. My dirty blond hair was over my shoulders and I probably looked like I wasn’t a threat by standing at only 5’3 and 120 pounds soaking wet. I think that I had a strength underneath that I didn’t even realize. I wanted to bring that out in the worst way possible, but every time I tried, I would chicken out. It’s only now that I find out that I’m going to be married off that I feel that it might be time to make tracks.”
“I’ve done my best to protect you, but even I know that I have limitations. If you do this for them, they promise that they will finally let you go after a year underneath the same roof, as Jordan Holden. I do have to tell you that he is not your normal kind of man. He thinks that he hides his true self, but he’s sadly mistaken. I don’t want to over exaggerate, but Jordan is not a man that anybody takes lightly. It’s the reason why they want to keep a close eye on him. He’s known to go his own way, but mostly he does that for the benefit of those that he works for.”
“I really don’t like the sound of this. You have sheltered me from those more sadistic personalities. I am grateful and you have no idea how difficult it is to hear from the other girls about what they have gone through. I don’t know why you took a personal interest in me, Melanie.” “Melanie has been damaged and I can see the way that living in captivity has taken its toll. She has become prematurely gray down the middle. She wore it like a badge of honor, but it was probably the reason why they wanted to keep her away from the business at hand. She had served her usefulness and now has taken an authorative role within the organization. I’ve heard about the mafia and how they held a steel grip on the flesh trade and the drug trade at the same time. I’d also heard of some kind of enforcer that could do the impossible.
“I think that you should at least have a talk with the man. Get a feel for who he is and maybe then you can make an informed decision. By running, you’ll always be looking over your shoulder and I don’t want that for you. I don’t want that for any of you.” Melanie was trying to tell her that dying was not a good idea. By going against those in control, she would become nothing, but a liability. She had seen that time and time again. She had watched those that she called friend disappear in the dead of night.
“I suppose, I could stay for a little bit longer. I don’t want to be constantly looking over my shoulder. If I can get that in writing about them letting me go after a year being with this man, then I might reconsider my position.” “I’ve always wore my heart on my sleeve and maybe that is the reason why I get myself into these kinds of troubles. I’m attracted to the bad boy and Dylan had that personality down to a science. He was the one that convinced me to come along for a European vacation. I had no idea that he was the one that marked the targets. I never did see him again and maybe that was for the best. He had betrayed me. If I were to come face to face with him again, I have a feeling that things would turn ugly in a hurry.” Melanie had laid out a dress for her. It was blood red and very slinky and would form to her body like a second skin.
“I’m glad that you have finally seen reason, Lila. It wouldn’t be good to get on these people’s bad side. They take this business very seriously. I’m going to let you get some rest and I believe that you will be having a visitor sometime tomorrow morning. I would love to tell you that this will be like love at first sight, but I can’t do that. I’m not even sure that he’s capable of showing that kind of emotion. To be honest, I think that he might be dead inside. His finger on a loaded gun is not something that is for the faint of heart.” Melanie couldn’t do anything about whether or not Lila would take her advice to heart. She could only hope that she would be there in the morning and not become some kind of hunt for those that wanted to make a name for themselves in the organization. In the 15 years that she had been in this business, she had first hand knowledge that nobody had been able to get away with anything.
It was a known fact that Jordan Holden was the man that did those jobs that nobody else could do.
Outside looking over the area was Jordan. He was fully camouflaged in black. His face was covered in shoe polish and he had the scope up to his eye without the gun attached to see what he was getting himself into. He had no interest in settling down with anyone, but this spit of a thing that he could see through his viewfinder was something that he didn’t expect. She was hardened from this life, but there was also a softness in her eyes that he found compelling.
He zoomed in for a closer look. He saw the swell of her breasts and how young and impotent she was to those that were in control. He saw the exchange between her and Melanie and knew without a doubt that she was thinking about leaving in the middle of the night. He did not envy her position. He was grateful that he didn’t have to be in a position to take her out permanently. He was no fool and this was their way of making sure that he was never going to back stab them.
He had been pushing his luck, as of late and that had to make those that he called boss a little leery about his intentions. He had a keen eye for detail. He knew when to strike and when to hold back. He waited for the precise moment that would make history. He was very careful not to leave any evidence behind. He had been trained by one of the best in the business. He had actually killed his mentor, as a final test of his loyalty. Most would hesitate, but he saw that last moment, as his time to climb into the driver’s seat. He didn’t see the human equation. He only saw a target and that was all that mattered to him.
They were expecting him in the morning, but he decided to get a jumpstart. He was never one to go into something without knowing everything that there was to know before taking that leap of faith. His hair was shorn almost to the scalp with only the shadow left behind. He rolled up his sleeve to show the marks that he had sliced into his skin with his own knife. There were 35 in total. He remembered the faces like it was yesterday. He carried himself with authority and confidence with 250 pounds to call upon the enemy. His 6 foot frame was good to intimidate and
his cold dead blue eyes were enough to strike fear in any man’s heart.
Chapter 2
Lila woke up early and slid from the bed, until her feet landed on the floor. She had to admit that the accommodations were to her liking. She enjoyed the finer things in life, even though being subservient was not something that she wanted. She had bowed to the will of men and some women that had been brought in to add a little spice.
Opening up her closet, she saw the many dresses, but that one that Melanie had left her was calling her name. She slipped it over her frame and let it slide down her body like a warm caress. She looked into the mirror and she saw a woman and not some little girl playing house. She was thankful that she was not a virgin when they first took her. She had took the walk on the wild side with Dylan, because her boyfriend was a bit abusive and didn’t know how to take no for an answer. She was used to having a man get his way, but there were times during her five years here that she was able to feel a little tenderness.
There was a knock on the door. Lila opened it to find a new guard in place. “He has arrived and is waiting for you downstairs to join him for breakfast. You’ll find him outside and apparently he doesn’t like to be penned in for very long. Do yourself a favor and don’t make eye contact with him. I was in the military and even I took a step back after introductions were made.” Michael had seen his fair share of death, but what he saw in that man’s eyes was something else entirely. This man was cold with ice water running through his veins. There was no humanity, at least nothing that he could verify with the naked eye.
“I’ll be sure not to make him wait any longer than necessary.” “I really don’t know what I’m getting myself into. His description of Jordan causes me some alarm, but I really don’t know, until I see it for myself. I’m kind of curious and maybe that is what gets those cats killed.” She walked downstairs with that dress following her like it was her own personal shield against the prying eyes of others. She knew what kind of effect she had on men and she played that off with a bit of flirtation. She didn’t feel comfortable in her own skin, but she could fake it with the best of them.