Sebastian turned my chin to him. His dark eyes gazed into mine. “Maybe it’ll happen sooner rather than later, but right now, you will beg me.”
I smiled. “I don’t think so.”
“Baby, I’m impressed that you haven’t given in yet.”
My heart swelled at his compliment, but I was determined not to give in and beg. “Well, I’m pretty bored actually, so if you’re not going to hurry up and do what you’re going to do then you might as well just let me go.”
As soon as the words left my lips, I swallowed hard. Sebastian’s eyes darkened, and his lips turned up at the corners. Without saying anything, he put the chair back as far as it would go, lying under me. He cupped my ass, wiggled and moved under me until his mouth was at my core. My eyes widened when he blew on my sex. “I’m going to eat your pussy so hard you’ll be begging me to let you come.”
“Oh God.”
After grabbing onto my hips, he lowered me onto his mouth, covering me completely. He moaned against my mound, licking over my center with his tongue.
I tried moving against my restraints. I itched to touch him. To feel him in my hands. “Sebastian.”
I watched as he licked up one side of my clit and down the other but never where I needed him most. Sweat coated my skin as my hips slowly moved back and forth over his mouth.
“Beg me.”
I shook my head. No, I would not give in.
He released my core with a resounding smack. “Beg me and I’ll let you come. I’ll give you what you need.”
I licked my lips. “I don’t need any…oh…”
His mouth covered my core again, the stubble from his chin scratching at my thighs.
A burning need to come spread through my body and I ached, waiting for the release I craved and making me moan.
Sebastian continued thrusting his tongue into me and reached his arm behind me. I turned my head, my mouth salivating at the sight. His hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking from base to tip. I gaped, wanting to help him. He knew seeing him touching himself turned me on. “That is so not fair.”
He chuckled and continued pleasuring himself. “Four words baby. That’s all it takes,” he whispered, his voice deep with arousal.
I licked my lips at the sight and continued watching him. His cock was hard, veiny, and the tip was so red it looked almost purple, as if he was holding back his release.
I turned back around and shrugged. “Nothing special.”
His eyes darkened.
I smirked. “I think you’re going to be the one begging, Sebastian.”
He growled and sucked my clit.
I cried out as a tingle spread from my core. Just as an explosion was about to crash into me, he released me and kissed my inner thigh.
“Sebastian,” I panted.
“Four. Words.”
I couldn’t wait anymore. “I need you. Now.”
He lifted me and dropped me onto his cock so fast my head spun. He held me, thrusting in and out of me hard. I cried out, my legs burning from being spread open for so long.
He wrapped a hand around the back of my neck and covered my mouth with his, shoving his tongue between my lips.
I gasped, crying out when something burned against my nipple.
“Breath through it, baby.”
“Oh God. I…ow…shit…” My nipple tingled with pain, and it was so overwhelming it brought tears to my eyes.
“Breathe.”
I took deep breaths and lifted my head. He removed the second pin from my nipple and as the blood rushed back into the aching nub, mixed with the deep thrusts of his cock, I screamed as a wave of ecstasy roared through me, hitting me full force. The pain and pleasure swirling together brought on another release that erupted from my core. It crashed into me like a tidal wave, leaving me wanting and aching for more. “Ahh…”
Sebastian blew on my nipples, thrusting deeper into me. Lying back, he grabbed onto my hips, lifting me up and down on his cock. “Give me another one.”
I panted and rode him.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” His thumb rubbed over my clit. He squeezed the nub, making me jump and arch. I screamed his name when a third orgasm exploded from my core. My head felt light from the powerful ecstasy flowing through my body and all I could focus on was how good Sebastian made me feel. It was like my brain shut off entirely except for what he was doing to me.
My skin tingled, and as he thrust into me one last time, he shook through his own release. He shook under me as he came hard, his muscles bunching and rolling over his bones as he climaxed. A moment later, his hips slowed and he ran his hands over my body, massaging and kneading as they moved.
He reached behind me and undid whatever was restraining was wrists. I moved my arms forward slowly, gasping when a tight twinge of pain ran through them.
Sebastian sat up with me still on him and massaged the aching muscles. Grabbing the blanket off the back of the chair, he lifted me off of him and placed me in his lap so I was curled up against him. “Are you okay?”
I nodded and snuggled into his side, feeling lightheaded and dizzy from the intense orgasms. “Oh yeah.”
He chuckled, obviously quite proud of himself. “Here, drink some of this.”
I took the bottle of water from him and drank half of it in one breath before handing it back to him. “I feel like I’m floating.”
He drank the rest of it and placed it beside him on the table. “Then I definitely did everything right.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Don’t worry about it.” He grabbed my chin and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Let’s just say there’s more where that came from.”
My stomach flipped at his heated promise. I wanted to say more, but my mouth wasn’t working and my body felt heavy with wonderful post orgasmic bliss. I tried moving, but my muscles were like mush, shaking and jumping under my skin.
“Sleep, baby.” He didn’t have to tell me twice.
***
“What? I’ll kill you. You hear me? I’m going to rip you limb from limb and shove every piece down your fucking throat.”
I stirred awake and groaned when my muscles protested against the movement. I was lying on the couch, Malvado curled up on my legs. “Move please, baby.” I pushed him off of me and he licked my hand before running off. Seeing a pile of clothes lying on the arm of the chair, I quickly put them on.
“Garrith, I…” Sebastian’s voice cracked, making worry rise in my chest. Where was he? “He has Antonio. Oh God.”
My breath left me in a whoosh and I fell off the couch. He has Antonio. Who has him? Oh no. “Sebastian.”
He came out of my office a moment later dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. “Get your ass over here and drive like you’re not the law. I need you, Garrith. We need you.” Throwing the phone down, he ran towards me and threw himself around me, practically tackling me. “Baby, I’m so sorry.”
“Please, don’t tell me. I can’t…my baby.” I couldn’t deal with losing our son. Not my boy. My baby boy. He was the only thing that kept me sane while Sebastian was gone.
“Jose…that fucker.” Sebastian’s voice was filled with emotion, and he gripped me tight, hanging on to me almost like he thought I would leave him. It wasn’t his fault. I didn’t blame him at all.
A sob escaped my lips as I rocked in Sebastian’s arms, fisting his shirt tightly in my hands. “Please, Sebastian. Tell me it’s not true.”
Sebastian lifted my face in his hands, his eyes boring into mine. Unshed tears filled his dark eyes. Eyes that I had looked into for the last two years while I was grieving over the loss of him. “I wish I could, baby.”
Bile rose in my throat, and I dry heaved while bone-crunching sobs wracked my shoulders.
Jose had our son.
Chapter 23
“Bring me back my grandson, you fucking asshole.”
Jose smiled at the candid language of the older woman as she continued to scream at him
from the other room. When he had left his car yesterday, catching the woman off guard was a piece of cake.
He had told her that he was friends with Tori and was as sweet as apple pie until she invited him into her house. Stupid old bat.
Jose chuckled to himself as he bounced Antonio on his knee. The boy had taken a liking to him once he got him to stop screaming. A couple swats on the ass and a toy later shut him up. He definitely got his set of lungs from his mother. God, she sure was a screamer, and the dirty mouth on her made him hard every fucking time.
“I swear, if you do anything to hurt him, I’ll gut you and shove your dick so far up your ass, you’ll be choking on your balls.”
Jose laughed harder. Now that was an image. “Listen lady, anything you say won’t fucking scare me, but good try on that one.”
“Fuck you, you cock…”
At that point, Jose tuned her out. Even after slapping her around a couple of times, she still wouldn’t shut up. She definitely had some fight in her. Now he saw where his cochina got it from.
After calling Sebastian…stupid fucker thought he wouldn’t be able to track him down. Jose scoffed. Hearing the fear in his ex-partner’s voice made shivers of happiness run through him.
He wished he could have seen Tori’s face when her so-called lover told her that her baby wouldn’t be going home. “Isn’t that right, Antonio?”
Antonio giggled and cooed and played with the truck he had found for him. “I’m your father now. Can you say papa?”
Jose had been hoping that Tori would pick up the phone. He wanted to hear her voice, and he couldn’t wait to have her in his bed again. Maybe he would just have to go to her.
He knew Sebastian would call that FBI prick, Garrith, and his girlfriend would probably be with him too. Jose barked a laugh. “I’m going to get your mama and your auntie, my son. Two for the price of one.”
Antonio looked up at him and smiled. “Mama.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Mama.” And Tori would be all his. As soon as he heard from his fucker of a partner that was working with him now. The asshole was so unreliable.
Jose heard some muffled noises coming from the kitchen where he had left Tori’s mom. He frowned and placed Antonio in the playpen that he had moved into a spare bedroom. “I’ll come back for you, my boy.”
Jose left the room to him banging his truck around. Walking down the short hallway, his eyes roamed over the family pictures on the walls. There weren’t any men in the pictures, so he had assumed Tori’s father wasn’t around. Good, less men he’d have to deal with.
He walked into the kitchen and frowned, anger boiling through him for a moment at the sight. Jose leaned against the wall, crossing his arms under his chest as he watched Tori’s mother talking on her cell phone. Probably to the cops. He didn’t care if they came, knowing he had someone on the inside helping him out. He would have Antonio and be out of there in no time.
“You can tell whoever that is to hurry up and get here. I hear there’s a crazed psychopath on the loose.” He laughed when the older woman’s head popped up, her eyes wide with fear at being caught. Oh, he loved being him.
***
“Please don’t kill me.”
Jose reveled in the fact that the woman could beg. He watched her beg for her life while she lay tied down to the bed. After finding out she was talking to Tori on the phone, he cold-clocked the old woman, knocking her out instantly. He had grabbed the phone hoping to talk to his little puta, but the line had disconnected before he had the chance, and that pissed him off more.
“You know, I’m not too happy that you called Tori. I should have called her. She should have been talking to me,” Jose explained.
“Why? What the hell do you want with my daughter?” The older woman wheezed as she bit out the words.
He watched her chest rise and fall, and if she wasn’t so old, he probably would have had his way with her. She was attractive for an older woman, but he was saving that right moment for his cochina. And a cochina she was.
“Please let me go. I promise I won’t tell them you were here,” she begged…again.
He had tied her down with rope that he found in the shed. Scratching his gun against his temple, he thought what he should do with the woman since he wasn’t going to use her for sex. Maybe just leave her?
A cell phone rang from the kitchen, interrupting his thoughts. “You don’t go anywhere now.”
“Fuck you.”
He laughed and then walked up to her and slapped her across the face. “Watch your mouth, bitch.”
She spat in his direction, making him laugh harder.
Walking to the kitchen, he grabbed the phone and flipped it open. “Ms. McLeod’s residence.”
“Jose, I swear if you fucking touch her or my son…”
Jose smirked. “Well, well, well, it’s about time you got the balls to talk to me, cochina.” The sound of Tori’s husky voice washed over him. She had been crying, and that made his dick throb for her.
“Please, Jose. Just bring him back to me. I…” Her voice broke on a sob.
“You know I can’t do that, Tori. Not until I have you in my arms.” Jose rubbed at the erection that was growing in his pants. God, he needed to see her.
“I hope you rot in hell. If you touch a hair on either of their heads, I will chop off your dick and shove it down your throat.”
Jose laughed. “You are definitely your mother’s child. She pretty much said the same thing to me, except hers was more vivid.”
“Fuck you, Jose.” The line disconnected.
Grabbing his own cell phone, he dialed his new partner in crime. He chuckled to himself. “It’s time.”
Chapter 24
I screamed as I threw the phone against the wall, shattering it to bits. Falling to my knees, I cradled my head in my hands and sobbed. Warm arms enveloped me, crushing me to a hard body. “Garrith’s on his way, and Gordon and Lector are aware of the situation.”
I pushed myself off of Sebastian. “They need to do something.” I walked to the door and pulled it open.
“Baby, they can’t. They have to stay here until Garrith gets here.”
“No, Antonio is more important.” I ran down the steps yelling for Gordon and Lector. They both got out of the car just as Sebastian grabbed me.
“Tori, Jose could have people working for him. It’s not safe for you to be out here.”
“Stop, let me go. I need…my baby…I need our son.” Tears spilled down my cheeks, and I felt like they would never stop. The pain of possibly never seeing my son again tore into my soul, breaking me and ripping me apart.
Sebastian lifted me in his arms and brought me back into the house just as a car pulled up. Gordon and Lector followed behind us.
Fisting Sebastian’s shirt in my hands, I cried against his chest. “Don’t leave me.”
“I won’t, baby. I’m here. I’m always here. I’ve always been here.” He lifted my hands and kissed my knuckles and my face, raining soft touches all over. “I’m so sorry.”
“Oh my gosh.” My heart broke with guilt.
His eyes widened. “What?”
“I’m the one that should be apologizing.” My voice felt raw from crying and my throat burned from overuse.
“Why are you sorry?”
“Because I never asked how you are doing,” I said quietly.
He thought a moment and then placed a hard kiss on my lips. “God, I love you.”
I threw my hands around his neck when I realized that we were sitting on the couch and that people were now in my living room. I didn’t notice Garrith, Keisha, and Brett arrive. My cheeks heated when I saw Brett. Not sure if Sebastian had seen him yet or not, I didn’t bother mentioning him.
“I’ll follow Lector and Gordon to Tori’s mom’s place,” Garrith explained. He was probably talking to me too, but at that moment I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than my son. I needed him in my arms again. To kiss his little chubby face. I sat
curled in Sebastian’s lap while they discussed what to do with Jose and how to get my son back.
“Please stay here. Don’t go with them.” I saw Keisha grab onto Garrith’s arm as he headed down the hall. Tears welled in my eyes at the soft words. If something happened to Garrith because of this, I’d never forgive myself.
“Sebastian, what if something happens? What if…what if Jose comes back here?” I asked him.
“Garrith has the cops watching your house also, baby. It’ll be fine. You’ll be safe.” He ran a hand down my arm and placed a soft kiss on my lips.
“Wait.” I pushed him back. “Are you leaving too?”
He looked away.
I shoved myself off of his lap and spun on him. “No, you can’t go.”
Sebastian’s eyes narrowed at being told what to do. I didn’t care if it pissed him off. If I lost him again because of that asshole, I didn’t know what I would do. “Tori, I’m going.”
I could feel Brett’s scrutiny at our little fight. I walked past him in search of Garrith. He and Keisha were standing outside on the porch with her crying in his arms. God, my heart practically tore in two with guilt. I cleared my throat and stepped up behind them. Jose was not someone to be taken lightly.
Both of their heads turned to me at the unexpected interruption. “I’m so sorry for interrupting you two, but Garrith, Sebastian can’t go with you.”
“Like hell I can’t.” Sebastian came up behind me. He placed his hand on the back of my neck and grabbed my arm, tugging me back inside the house.
I tried shrugging him off but he wouldn’t let go. “You can’t.”
“Come inside, Tori,” Sebastian said firmly. It wasn’t a request.
Not having any energy to argue I shoved out of his grip and headed back inside feeling the eyes of my friends bore into the back of my skull.
“He shouldn’t go,” I heard Keisha say.
“He has to. Antonio’s his son. I’d do the same fucking thing,” Garrith replied.
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