“Not yet.” I removed my hand from her pussy and gripped both her hips, stilling her motions. “I want you to ride my face like that.”
She was panting so hard that her tits were heaving in my face. They were pushed out farther by the way I had her gripping the tree. I got down on my knees in front of her and inhaled the scent of her excitement. I slipped my hand around the back of her knees and put her leg over my shoulder. Slowly I ran my tongue over her, causing her to gasp. “You taste so fucking amazing.” I ran my tongue over her again, and this time she let out a small moan and her hips bucked against my mouth. I lost all control with that sound of wanting. I grabbed her other leg and put it over my other shoulder so I was holding her against my mouth and able to assault her with my tongue. She was spread perfectly open for me and I sucked her swollen clit between my teeth as I pushed my tongue over it in tiny pulsating motions. She looked down at me through hooded eyes as I devoured her, never breaking our eye contact. Her brow furrowed and I could tell she was getting close so I slid lower, shoving my tongue into her tight hole. She cried out and began to ride my mouth, her tits bouncing as her pussy tried to squeeze and hold me inside.
“I want…to fuck you…” she panted, but I already planned on fucking her whether she came in my mouth or not. I pulled my mouth back and blew over her clit as I slid a finger inside of her. “You’re teasing me.”
“You fucking like it when I tease you.” I pushed a second finger inside and let her slide all the way down on them. I felt around for her G-spot and began to rub as she rode my fingers. I licked her clit with each downward thrust of her hips and it wasn’t long before she began to squeeze around me and her body shook. I covered her with my mouth as her orgasm ripped through her so intensely I had to help her stay balanced against the tree so she didn’t fall. She was panting, and I let her have a minute to calm down before sliding her legs from my shoulders and standing in front of her. “Turn around,” I ordered and she did, again wrapping her arms around the tree. “Bend lower.” I grabbed her hips and pulled her ass against my waist, grinding my cock into her from behind. I knew she was still incredibly sensitive from her orgasm. She bent lower, sliding her hands down the bark of the tree. “Arch your back.” I let go of her long enough to pull out my dick and rub it over her ass. She leaned closer to the tree.
“I’m not going to do that here, darlin’.” I slipped lower and eased inside of her, exhaling as I pushed all the way in. I closed my eyes, getting lost in the pure fucking heaven that was Rose. I rocked my hips slowly, not wanting it to end. I could never get enough of her. This connection, this pure raw passion had been under the surface for all of these years. My body craved her even when my mind was telling me not to go near her. I ran my hand up her spine and into her hair. I fisted it and I pulled back lightly. She didn’t object or shy away, even though I knew the things we had done in our short time together were nothing like her previous sex life. Anger flashed inside of me as I thought of her being with anyone else but me. She was mine and I, hers. My thrusts grew rougher, and I pulled back on her tangled hair just a little harder. I hated the jealous possessive prick I had become, but Rose was unraveling my hard exterior and helping me realize that the boy I used to be was still there. I walked around like I had a death wish, taking unnecessary risks because my reason for living had vanished; but now that she was back I had to do everything I possibly could to fight for us — to fight for her.
I came hard, bending over her back so my chest was pressed against her, one arm around her waist, keeping her still as I pumped my seed inside of her. I’d been with many women since Rose, but nothing compared to her smell, her touch. It was never enough.
I stood up, reluctantly withdrawing from her body and admiring the view of her naked body bent over from behind. I smacked my hand lightly across her ass before pulling her back from the tree and wrapping my arms around her from behind.
“I love you so fucking much,” I breathed into her tangled hair as her hands came to rest on mine.
“I love you too, Cole.” Her breathing still heavy.
“Let’s go to bed. I want to hold you in my arms for a few more hours.” I fastened the button of my jeans. I took her small, delicate hand in mine and we exited the trees, walking leisurely back across the grass to the front of the house.
The house was still quiet as we slipped inside, and I locked the front door behind us before lifting her in my arms and carrying her up the steps to the bedroom.
I slept like a rock, my arms looped possessively around Rose. It was hot and sweat slicked our skin by the early morning hours, but I didn’t care. I loved the feel of her softness.
“I’m so sore.” She bowed her back and stretched, her ass pushing against my morning hard-on.
“Let’s take a shower and I will make us something to eat.” I kissed her temple. She unlaced my arms from around her, and I had to fight the urge to pull her back and pin her down. The sun had just begun to rise and I glanced around the room, hating the dreadful feeling that consumed me as my mind wandered to the past.
“Are you coming?” Rose asked with a rueful smile, standing before me with her perfect tits exposed.
“I will be soon. You look so fucking amazing without any clothes on.” I slid off the bed, gripping my straining cock in my hand. I opened the bedroom door and peered down the hall. There wasn’t any sound but the radio that still softly played from Amber’s room. I slipped out with Rose behind me, and we closed the bathroom door behind us. I watched her as she bent over to turn on the water and adjust the temperature. It was impossible not to want to take her at every opportunity. She stepped into the stream of cool water and I slipped in behind her, running my hand over her dampened skin. She grabbed the soap and I took the bottle from her hand. “Let me.” I poured a heavy amount into the palm of my hand and rubbed it into a lather before sliding my hands over her shoulder. Tracing her collarbone with my fingertips. I dipped lower. Cupping the heavy weight of her breasts in my hands and sliding my thumbs over the peaks of her breasts, causing her nipples to harden beneath them.
I sank lower, rubbing circles over her belly before I pressed my body against hers so I could run my hands over her back and down over her tight little ass. My cock now slid easily between her soapy legs. Her eyes closed and I smiled taking a step back and continuing the journey with my hands. I dropped to my knees and picked up her foot, massaging it clean before placing it gently on the tub floor and doing the same to the other.
I grabbed the bottle of soap and lathered up again as she watched me through hooded eyes. I worked my way up her calf, over her knee and around her thigh, careful to avoid the apex of her thighs. I gave the same attention to the other leg before standing before her; my cock was rock hard. I slipped my fingers over her folds and she let out a ragged breath, her eyes fluttering closed as she widened her stance, giving me easier access. I braced with an arm against the wall next to her head, as I let my fingers slide gently over her. It was hard holding back and not taking her hard and rough, but I knew she needed a break from our wild fucking sessions, and I was happy to give her a release any way I could.
She whimpered and I leaned in closer, sucking her earlobe between my teeth. Her hands slid over her soapy stomach and gripped my hand, guiding me to help her get off. It was so incredibly hot watching her use me to get off. Her back bowed away from the wall and my cock slid over her thigh as she came. Bucking against my fingertips.
“Ohh…” She began to cry out, and I covered my mouth in hers, not wanting her cries of pleasure to wake Amber. My tongue pushed against hers and she kissed me back hungrily as her body shook. Her eyes slowly opened and a wicked grin spread across her face. Her cheeks were flushed and droplets of water and bubbles clung to her skin.
“Better?”
She sucked her lower lip between her teeth and nodded, grabbing the soap and pouring some into her hand.
“My turn.” She pushed against my chest and switched positions with me so my
back was against the shower wall. She explored my body the way I had hers, taking her time to cover every inch of me. When her fingers finally slid over the head of my cock I felt like I was going to blow. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft, squeezing as she slid up and down the length of me, pumping faster to make me come. I did, hard, blowing my load all over her tight little stomach.
We rinsed off and washed our hair, feeling cooler and more awake by the time we got out of the bathroom. I gave Rose a T-shirt and a pair of my boxers to wear, and I opted to go shirtless and pull on a pair of jeans.
We made our way to the kitchen, and I grabbed a carton of eggs from the fridge and a frying pan from one of the cupboards.
“Sit down and relax,” I told Rose who did, pulling her knees up to her chest. I wondered if this was what it was going to be like, if we ever got our happily ever after: making love before bed and doing it again as soon as we woke, taking care of each other, feeding each other. I had to stop my mind from going too far into the future. There were too many what ifs to be able to guess what tomorrow would hold for us. Right now seemed pretty perfect, and I knew all I had to do was pull off this job for Danny. Then I could get Rose somewhere safe. I wouldn’t be satisfied until I took out Craig of course, but I had to focus on one dilemma at a time.
The butter sizzled in the pan, and I dropped in two eggs, watching them fry and crackle.
“There is something so sexy about a half-naked man cooking breakfast,” she teased, and I turned around to wink at her. “I think I could get used to this.”
“You better get used to this, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere.” I used the spatula to flip the eggs. I turned the heat down and grabbed two slices of bread and popped them in the toaster.
“I can make the toast.” She began to get up.
“Don’t you dare. I want to do this for you.” I wanted to take care of her, make her smile. She relaxed in her seat and stared out the window. Her eyes narrowed.
I slid her eggs onto a plate and grabbed the toast, swiping it with butter before slicing it in half and placing it on the plate. I carried it over to her and sat it down on the table as my eyes followed hers.
“What is it?”
“Nothing.” She looked back at me smiling. I hated that she had to worry so much about what would happen to us. I placed a kiss on top of her head.
“Eat. Let me worry about everything else.” I smiled at her before pulling back. “I’m going to go wake Amber so she can eat.”
“Thanks…for everything.”
I left the kitchen thinking how much things had changed over the last couple of days. My focus was now solely on Rose, and I knew that would make things more dangerous for me, but it didn’t matter. I had someone to live for, and it was hard to consider that a bad thing. Still, I would need to keep my tunnel vision in check or I would end up fucking things up worse. I reached the top of the steps, listening to the music for a moment before knocking on my old bedroom door.
“Rise and shine. The kitchen is about to close.” I waited another second before knocking a little harder. Still nothing. I turned the knob and pushed the door open. The bed was empty; my old navy-blue comforter lay on the floor between me and the bed. I ran my hand over my still-dampened hair before leaving the bedroom and hurrying to the bathroom. The door was still open and the light off. My mind raced.
I took the steps two at a time as I thought of how she could have gotten past us. We had watched her go to bed last night. I hadn’t left her alone. Flashes of Rose bent over in the woods, gripping a tree swarmed my thoughts. I had left Amber unprotected so I could run off and fuck someone. I flew down the steps and came face-to-face with a startled Rose.
“Get dressed. Now. We need to get the fuck out of here.”
“What’s happening?” She stood, looking panicked.
“I’ll explain on the way. Find something to wear. I don’t care what, but we need to fucking go. Amber is missing.”
She nodded and hurried past me and up the stairs. I followed, grabbing a T-shirt and my gun that still lay on the dresser.
We were on the road in record time. I had no idea where we were going but I knew I needed to get somewhere were my phone had a signal. As soon as I got a few bars, I began to call Amber’s cell phone but it went right to voice mail.
“Fuck.” I slammed my hands on the steering wheel.
“Please tell me what is happening. You’re scaring me.”
“I don’t know yet.”
I dialed Brock and on the third ring he sleepily answered the phone.
“What is it?” I heard him stifle a yawn.
“Amber is missing and someone ransacked my apartment last night.” I glanced over at Rose who looked confused at the information about my apartment. I didn’t want to cause any more worry for her.
“She disappeared from your apartment?” he asked.
“No. I had her and Rose at my parents’ place outside of the city.”
“Did they get Rose? Who was it?”
“Rose is safe. I didn’t see who. They must have taken her late last night. Her bed was empty when I tried to wake her. It has to be Craig.”
“You sure it isn’t someone else?”
It was an honest question. Brock was very aware of what I did for a living now that I was off the force.
“It doesn’t feel like it. They have no reason to come after me. I hadn’t fucked up as far as they know. They don’t know about Rose. I have a meeting later today that I can’t miss.”
“What does this have to do with her?”
“Brock, I need you to help me take care of this. I have to be there for the shipment and I need to know Craig is not a threat. If something happened to Amber…” I couldn’t even finish my thought. It killed me to think I had failed her.
“I’ll find him. I have off today. I’ll call in some old favors. What about Rose?”
“For now she stays with me. I need to know she is safe. I’ll contact you later.” I hung up the phone and stepped on the gas, heading to the grocery store where Amber worked a few nights a week. It was a long shot that she would have left without saying anything, but I needed to cover all my bases.
“You think Craig took Amber? Why? He is a lot of things but most of his crimes are petty.”
I glanced over at Rose before locking my eyes on the road ahead.
“Craig paid a visit to Shawn yesterday.” I glanced in the rearview mirror out of habit to make sure we weren’t being followed. The road was clear.
“What? Why didn’t you tell me? When did you find this out?” Her words came out like rapid fire, and I knew this was the last thing we needed to be discussing.
“When I left yesterday.”
“Is he…okay?” Her voice broke and she stared down at her hands in her lap. Her eyes squeezed shut as she braced for my answer.
“No.”
Her body began to shake as she sobbed silently, her hand covering her mouth to silence her cries. I hated that she was wasting any tears on that fucking prick. He deserved what he got. Had he listened to Rose he may have been able to protect her, but instead he blamed her. I tried not to upset her. This wasn’t her fault and she was the victim of some fucking psycho asshole. Still, had Craig been a real man he would still be alive and Amber would be safe.
We drove in silence as Rose mourned the loss of her ex and I contemplated how I would fix all of this with no more bloodshed.
We pulled into the old run-down grocery store and I made Rose wait in the car and lock the doors. I hurried inside and went to the first worker I could find. She was running a register.
“Is Amber here today?” I asked, and she ignored me as she continued to scan items for a customer. I rounded the corner and slammed my hand on the conveyer belt. “I asked you a question.” The teenager with pale-blonde hair looked up at me with annoyance in her eyes.
“She doesn’t come in until six today.”
I left, racking my brain for anywhere else she could be. T
here weren’t many places she frequented, and none of the bars or clubs would be open at this time of morning.
“What do we do now?” Rose asked as I started the car, staring off at the road ahead.”
I had no plan, no idea what I could do now to make this right.
“We’re going to find Craig and I’m going to kill him.” Rage was the only way to describe how I felt. This guy had now fucked with the only two people I had cared about. I didn’t know it until I laid eyes on that empty bed, but I loved Amber. It wasn’t the same as I felt for Rose, but I loved her and I would do anything to make this right.
“We can’t go after him, Cole. Please! He is dangerous.”
I cut my eyes to her, narrowing them. This man was a fucking child molester. I was going to fix this.
“Soon he’ll be dead. I can’t have you living in fear, Rose. I won’t. This needs to end now and before he hurts Amber.” I stared ahead as I felt her eyes on me. She knew I was right, and nothing she said would change the course of events. “Where could he be?” I asked, my gaze going to the mirror and back to the road.
“I don’t know. He’s been in and out of jail for year. He doesn’t have anyone left in his life…but me.” I glanced over at her and took her hand from her lap. I pulled it to my lips and placed a small kiss on the palm of her hand.
“We’re going to your mom’s house in the Manhattan.” I could see the fear in her eyes, but memories were the least of our worries today.
I didn’t need directions. I had driven by this house many times, knowing it was the end of the line in tracking Rose. After her mother passed away, the Rose I knew became someone else, and the trail went cold. The fact that this scumbag piece of shit was able to find her with little effort infuriated me. But he had many more years with her than I did.
She had changed my entire life in only three months. She had inspired me to take the right path and pursue a career in law enforcement. I wanted to dedicate my life to helping women in her situation. But I only became a monster. Still, I never laid a finger on any woman that crossed my path before Rose.
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