Chapter Fifteen
Harley
I watch his ass as we make our way down the hall to our hotel room. We didn’t bother getting two separate rooms… I think we’re past all of that. Besides, there’s something about knowing I’ll be in his strong arms tonight that has me feeling relaxed. He’s proven just how safe I am when I’m with him plenty of times in the past few days.
His serious demeanor is sexy as I watch him study the computer. “That’s Jason right there. He’s from the club I was undercover in.” He slows the video down to try to identify some of the other people. “There’s your fucking brother and Brett. What the hell are they doing with Jason’s crew?”
“That’s my brother? How can you tell… the guy’s wearing a coat with his back to the camera?”
“Because I’ve seen him a million times, it’s my job to be observant. He’s the only one that stands like that.” He points at his legs and I try to remember anything about him that would verify or deny that it’s him.
“So your brother is behind all of this shit with the club to capture you. I’m going to guess your dad doesn’t know about it… or maybe he does and that’s why he sent me so I’d be in place if anything did happen.”
“Or my father is behind it all too and I’m just from a fucked-up family.”
“Oh… you’re definitely from a fucked-up family. But I really never got any sign that your father was going to harm you.”
“Would it have mattered? You do the job you’re assigned. I know the drill with my father’s business.”
“Maybe not in the beginning, but it would make all the difference now.” He looks down at the computer and hits resume on the video. We both watch as men I’ve never seen before making exchanges while someone captures it all.
“Someone was fucking stealth-like to get all of this. I just wish I knew what it all meant or that it had sound. I’m not sure what we can do with this.” He sits back against the headboard and we both watch it a few more times, gaining nothing additional before he closes the laptop.
He pulls me into his arms and I fall asleep quickly. This day has been exhausting to say the least and his body against mine feels amazing.
I wake up with my head sprawled across his back, a drool sliding down my face. I lift my head hoping to not find any evidence on his back that I was making a disgusting fool of myself, but see that isn’t the case. I quickly use the sheet to wipe the wetness off his back.
“Always dripping wet for me.” He rolls to his side and pulls me against his body once again.
“Sorry to burst your bubble… but that wasn’t for you.”
“Did I exhaust your ass yesterday?”
“Yes.”
“Well then… looks like that drool was for me. Besides, we both know you think I’m sexy as fuck and drooling is an expected reaction.”
“You’re so full of yourself.” He pinches my sides and starts to tease me before he covers me with his body. Sinking me further into the mattress, he begins kissing me. My fear of my own morning breath has me pushing him off me and running for the bathroom. Luckily this time I feel secure enough to close the door and leave him with my stuff. That may make me an idiot, but the reality of it is I have plenty more if he chooses to take this. I guess in a way he deserves to have some of it since he’s giving up his own possible fortune to help me.
I’m not even in the shower before I feel his warm body behind me. “We won’t make it a mile if we don’t handle this before we go.” He moves my hand to his hard cock at full attention behind me. I pull a few strokes before I turn into his arms and let him take over. Sex with him is insanely amazing and sadly I’m addicted to it. I can pretend he annoys the shit out of me… which most of the time he does, but in reality, I love our banter. I love that he challenges me and wants to keep me safe all at once.
I know there’ll be a time that we either don’t make it through this run or he decides to leave me and fend for himself, but until then I’m going to enjoy our time together and hold on to those memories for many years to come. I have no intentions of letting anyone get close to me again in the future, especially if I plan to stay deep in hiding.
He’s soft with his touch as he washes my body and my hair. I start thinking about our next step and it’s clear it’s time to tell him where the safe house is exactly so we can go there. I’ve had security installed and it’s truly our safest bet against these monsters.
“The house is about three hours away from here. Deep in the Ozarks. I’ve had security installed and it’s fully furnished.” He slows his movements and grips my hair.
“And you’re sure no one knows about it.”
“I don’t see how they could. I went to a lawyer to get it all handled. He knows the severity of my situation and was there to help my mother when she needed it. I paid him to purchase it and have all the work done.” I listen to his exhale and close my eyes when his hands begin to roam over my body.
“So fucking soft. I could do this all day.” I could let him.
He uses his grip on my hair to turn me around and lifts me around his waist before I have the chance to kiss him. We fall into the ease of insane chemistry and hot sex again while I hang onto the moments as if it could be our last. Being on the run is taking a toll on me and it’s literally only during sex that I get a break from my own paranoia and the true reality of how bad this really is.
He’s gentle this time, taking me while our lips never part. Kissing me the entire time as his hips rotate into mine and drive me up the wall… both literally and metaphorically.
I scrape my fingers over his back and neck, causing him to slow his kiss to look into my eyes. He continues to move with slow and precise movements and it’s in this moment that I realize how important this man is to me.
I have to let him into my life and my safe house. I don’t see why we can’t live together and keep each other safe from everyone who’s after us. He seems like he’s all for it, so it should be easy to convince him. And I’ll work on that as soon as he’s done making me feel like I’m the sexiest woman in the world.