Chapter Twenty-Five
Sapphire
Stunned. That was really the only word she could use to describe what she was feeling. Chaz Montgomery was found dead. And she was the suspect.
What the everloving fuck?
“For the hundredth time, I had nothing to do with Chaz’s murder!” Sapphire growled.
“But you admit, you had an altercation with the deceased in the hotel restaurant earlier that afternoon?” Officer Dumb nut asked.
“Yes,” Sapphire answered. “He threatened me and I kindly asked him to remember his place.”
“Was his place dead?”
“Are you kidding me?”
“Ms. Kimber, I am not laughing. A man is dead. A man you assaulted.”
“A man who threatened me.”
They were getting nowhere. Sapphire was beyond frustrated. Standing, she tried stretching her back.
“Please sit down, Ms. Kimber,” the officer said.
“Not a chance,” Sapphire replied. “I have been here for three hours. My back hurts from sitting in that awful damn chair. I am done sitting.”
“Ma’am, it really was not a request,” the officer snarled.
That was it. Sapphire had enough.
“Either charge me with a fucking crime,” Sapphire ordered, slamming her hands on the table. Leaning forward, she spoke calmly, “Or open the damn door so I can leave. Either way, I am not saying another fucking word.”
“That only makes this harder on you,” the officer responded.
Sapphire crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow in the fucktard’s direction. She was at her limit. She knew she could have the man gurgling his last breath before anyone ever made it into the room. But, that probably wouldn’t help her case any.
Suddenly, the door opened and another officer walked in followed closely by Piper. Sapphire had never been so happy to see her sister’s face.
“Ms. Kimber, I apologize for keeping you here so long,” the new officer said. “You are free to go.”
“But boss,” Office dumbass protested. “I was not finished with the interrogation.”
“Yes you are, Detective Ferguson,” the boss replied.
“Have a good evening, Ms. Kimber. And again, I am very sorry.”
“Thank you,” Sapphire smiled.
Leaving the interrogation room felt great, but stepping outside into the humid Texas air felt amazing. Sapphire stopped before taking the steps to the street and drew in a deep breath.
“You act like you were locked up or something,” Piper chuckled.
“That place smells horrible,” Sapphire grinned.
“I can agree there,” Piper replied. “Come on, everyone is waiting down the block.”
“Everyone?” Sapphire asked.
“Everyone,” Piper repeated. “Henchmen and Angels.”
“Damn. The welcoming committee.”
“Something like that.”
“What the fuck happened, Piper?”
“From the information I gathered, Chaz was found dead last night in his hotel room. They are doing an autopsy to see what killed him since no injuries were noticeable to the eye.”
“And they think I killed him because of the skirmish we got into yesterday morning?”
“They did,” Piper answered. “But during his time of death, we were all having drinks in the hotel bar.”
“So I was saved by cocktails,” Sapphire retorted. “Go figure.”
Rounding the corner, Sapphire saw the group and their bikes lining the side of the street. But what drew her eyes was the man pacing. Tank look worried, scared even; and like he wanted to break something.
Piper let out a loud whistle that caught everyone’s attention. The moment Tank’s eyes met hers, he pushed past Reaper and jogged straight towards her. Not even slowing down, Tank pulled Sapphire into his arms and swung her around.
“Miss me?” she laughed.
“Not even funny, woman.” Tank buried his face in the crook of her neck. “I was so worried about you.”
“I’m alright,” Sapphire said, running her fingers through his hair.
“I love you,” Tank mumbled.
Sapphire froze. There was no way she heard him correctly. Not wanting to sound like an idiot if she had heard him wrong, she decided not to say anything at all.
“Are you ready to get out of here?” Tank asked, pulling away from her, but not completely.
“Definitely,” Sapphire answered. “I think I need some body bleach after being in that place.”
“Come on,” Tank said leading her towards his bike. “I’ll get you back to the hotel and run you a hot shower.”
“Sounds perfect,” Sapphire sighed. And really, it did.
All she wanted to do was shower and then crawl back into bed. This had been the longest morning of her life.
* * *
Getting back to the hotel, everyone went their own ways. Tank and Sapphire headed straight to her room. The moment they walked in, Tank kept his word. Sapphire undressed as he turned on the water for her shower. Steam filled the bathroom.
“Let me help you with that,” Tank said. Stepping behind her, he unhooked the clasp of her bra and let it fall off her shoulders. Placing a small kiss on each blade, he placed his hands on her hips and guided her towards the water.
Sapphire stepped into the shower and was immediately met by the spray. It felt good against her skin and started to relax her. The tension faded from her muscles. Tilting her head back, she let the water flow down her face and hair.
She never heard him enter, but when his hands began to massage her shoulders, Sapphire thought she would turn into a puddle and wash right down the drain.
“Mmm,” she moaned.
“Feels good?” Tank whispered.
“Very.”
Tank continued to massage her. First her shoulders and neck, then moved down her arms. Grabbing her hand, he turned her so that her back was to his front. Working the muscles of her back, slowly his hands moved south. The moment they reached her ass, Sapphire knew what would come next.
“You have such an amazing ass,” Tank said quietly.
Sapphire just smiled, even though he couldn’t see it.
But the smile quickly vanished when she felt the sharp bite of Tank’s teeth against her left cheek.
“Ow,” Sapphire said, turning.
But she wasn’t able to. Tank placed a firm hand against her shoulder and had her back facing the shower wall.
His hot breath against her flesh made heat rush to her core. Using his tongue, Tank licked his way across to the other and gave it the same treatment. This time, Sapphire was prepared.
Tank slowly worked his hands down the outside of her legs, massaging and caressing her.
Sapphire moaned at the pleasure.
Once he reached her ankles, he started moving up the inside. Anxiety filled her. The kind where butterflies filled her stomach. The closer he got to her center, the more her need for him increased.
Spreading her legs, she granted him the access she knew he would want.
The moment his fingertips touch her pussy, Sapphire nearly came standing in the shower. Using one hand, Tank applied pressure to her clit, then just as quickly he released it.
Sapphire groaned in frustration.
“Patience, baby,” he chuckled.
Taking a deep breath, Sapphire tried. She wanted him. She had a need for him that should have scared her, but it didn’t.
“Please,” Sapphire begged.
The sting of Tank’s hand against her ass caused Sapphire to release another moan.
“I said,” Tank answered. “Patience.”
Using his other hand, Tank ran it along the crease of her ass, finding her tight hole. Sapphire stiffened.
“Is this a virgin ass, my love?” Tank whispered.
“Yes,” Sapphire admitted. Anal sex had never really been her thing. Before now, she was never interested in it.
“One day,” Tank said, adding pressure with the tip of his finger. “One day, this beautiful ass will be mine.”
Sapphire groaned.
“You like the sound of that, baby?”
“Yes,” Sapphire confessed.
Sapphire felt his breath against her skin seconds before his tongue replaced his finger. But he didn’t linger. One quick swipe and he was turning her, pushing her back against the wall, he latched his lips around her clit. Sapphire fought for air. The feel of his mouth against her caused a chain reaction. Her knees went weak, but Tank didn’t allow her to fall. Throwing her head back, the orgasm rushed through her. Just as the feeling started to leave, Tank would start all over again. Sapphire couldn’t draw in enough air to fill her lungs.
“Michael, please,” Sapphire begged.
With a final slow, lingering kiss against her clit, Tank stood and turned off the water. Sapphire watched as he stepped from the tub and wrapped a towel around his waist and grabbed another for her.
Still panting, Tank engulfed her in the towel and lifted her. Carrying her to the bed, he gently laid them both down and pulled the covers over them.
Snuggling close against his chest, Sapphire had never felt more protected, more cared for in her life.
“Go to sleep, baby,” Tank whispered.
Closing her eyes, she did just what he had suggested. It had been a long morning. Just as she started to drift off, she heard him whisper those three words again and with a smile, she let the darkness pull her under.