Chapter Seven

“Dani, baby doll, yes. Oh shit. I love when…yes,” Reed called out as he stroked his cock to the image before him on their home surveillance cameras.

“Reed, Reed…Yes, more, more…” Danielle panted. She was spread out on top of their large sofa, her hand between her thighs, stroking her clit while trying to hold the phone to her ear.

“Dani, cum for me, my love. Do you want me to go faster or slow it down?” Reed pants on the other line hoping he can last until she does. It seemed that three days were too long for them to be apart.

“I need it nice and slow, Reed. I want to feel your body all over mine, dominating me. Oh Reed,” she sighed. Her orgasm on the cusp.

“I love taking you slow and deep. Your pussy feels so good the way you squeeze me and your juices drench my cock. Fuck, Dani. I feel your nipples harden under my chest as I press my weight onto you. I need your titties, baby doll. I lick your left one first because I know how sensitive it is, baby, and the way your right thigh lifts every time I take your nipple into my mouth and suck.”

“Reed, I’m cumming!”

Her cries sent him over the edge with her. “Dani, I’m with you, love. Can you feel my cum coating your walls?”

“I love you, Reed!” she shouted.

“I love you too, baby doll,” he panted. He missed the hell out of her. Tomorrow he’d be home after working in Minnesota, and he’d be cumming in his wife instead of his hand.

“Thank you.” He loved when she thanked him for no reason; he was the who should be thankful. She married him not only once but twice. Although the second wedding was much larger and they were both sober. His heart belonged to the lovely Danielle Landry, and he had won hers.

“Danielle, I’m the one who’s thankful.”

“Reed, you say that every time, but I love your need to please me, always making sure I cum before you do. I love the way you make me want more. I constantly lust after my sexy husband, who I miss like crazy.”

“I love and lust after you every waking moment. You always make me want more. Now, get some sleep, and I’ll call you before I get on the plane,” Reed ordered his lovely wife.

“Yes, sir.”

“You’re learning, Danielle.”

“Fuck off.”

“I just did, and it was fucking amazing. When I get home, I going to fuck you—and it’ll be fucktastic.”

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“Dani, yes, ride me, baby doll,” Reed groaned. “Bounce.”

“Reed, I missed you. Ah!” Danielle cried out as Reed held her hips and started to pump up into her.

She grabbed her breasts, squeezing them then tossing her head back, which made Reed roar, “Fuck, baby doll. I’m close.”

“Cum, Reed. Cum. I want it!” She bent her head down and gripped his hair, pulling his face to hers. Reed took her cue and sucked her tongue into his mouth, kissing her deeply. They both sighed as he filled her up and she came on him.

Once they had calmed down, Reed, still in his suit, looked at his wife and grinned. “Miss me, baby doll?”

“Cocky, are we?”

“I’m not complaining, wife. I love that you couldn’t wait for me to walk in the door to accost my body.”

“I don’t like you gone that long.” She pouted at Reed. His heart was aching that she was lonely. They’d moved into his place in Boston until they found the house that they wanted. He’d been very busy since they returned from their little honeymoon. Every other day he was traveling. Yesterday was the first time they’d had phone sex and although it was nice, he wanted the real thing.

“I’m sorry, Danielle. I’m done for the next month. We can dig deep into finding the perfect house for our little one and us.” Reed caressed her small belly. They still had plenty of time before the baby was born, but he wanted to make sure she didn’t do too much. Every time he left the apartment, he worried she was going to get sick.

The morning sickness was almost gone, which eased his mind. She was his wife, and he needed to keep her happy; something he managed to fuck up on since Christmas. The look on her face when he worked so often broke his heart.

“Baby doll, what do you feel like doing today?” Reed asked as he held her in his arms, hoping to make her feel as loved as she was.

“Right now, I want to take a nap, then I’d really like to go and get some ice cream.” She snuggled into his arms.

“Baby, it’s ten below and you want ice cream?!” He was shocked that she wanted cold shit. He had frozen his balls off the whole time in Minnesota. Going somewhere where it’s always cold during the height of winter wasn’t a smart move.

“Is it ten below in here?” Her temper was heightened the past few weeks, but Reed understood it was the hormones.

“No, it’s not. I’ll go and get you some right now. Why don’t you take a nap?” He smiled, gave her a kiss, then got off the sofa.

“Okay,” she said groggily, cuddling in. Reed shook his head and slipped his arms under her body, carrying her into their bedroom. Kissing her forehead, he covered her with the blanket and headed out for ice cream.

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Danielle woke up from a refreshing nap, but she couldn’t find Reed. She wondered if she’d dreamed that he came home from his trip already, but the stickiness in between her thighs confirmed he had been home.

She called his cell but didn’t get an answer. It was two hours later and he still wasn’t back. Freaking out she called the police, then Spencer, but no one could tell her where he was. Getting dressed, she left the apartment and went to look for her husband herself.

She’d gone two blocks down when she got the shock of her life. Reed’s truck was parked on the sidewalk and smashed into a pole. The tow truck was already getting in position to take it. Tears poured down her face. She ran up to the truck, calling out his name, but, of course, he wasn’t there.

When the store owner near where Reed’s truck had crashed saw her, he came out to check on the frantic woman.

“Miss, do you know the man who drove this truck?” he asked her.

“Where is he?” Her eyes were already filled with tears that iced up with the cold wind.

He reached for her hand, held it, and said, “I’m sorry, ma’am, but the driver was killed on impact.” Danielle dropped to her knees; her heart was broken.

“No! He can’t leave me,” she sobbed before she passed out on the sidewalk.

Danielle woke up three hours later in a hospital bed. “Mrs. Landry, you’ve rejoined us.”

“I don’t want to live. Reed’s gone.” Tossing her head back on the mattress, she let out a sobbing wail.

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Reed walked out of their apartment on a mission to get his baby doll some ice cream. It hit him that she hadn’t said what kind of ice cream she wanted. Not wanting to bother her, he decided he’d give Spencer a call.

“What’s up, bro?” Spencer said with concern.

“I wanted to get your sister ice cream, and shit if I got a clue to what kind she likes.”

He chuckled. “No problem. She likes several kinds, but her favorite is cookie dough, but since she’s prego, I don’t think it’s good for her to have raw shit. Dani also likes a banana split or butter pecan.”

“Thanks, man. You’re a lifesaver.”

“How many times have I hit you up this past month when it came to Rose?” They’d been getting tips and details about their women from each other because they both spent their time working and fucking, leaving very little time for talking.

“More than I can count.”

“Well then, be safe out there and don’t worry. She worships you. I think she’d eat plain vanilla if you got it for her.”

“Bullshit, but nice try. Catch you later.”

“Bye.”

He stepped out onto the sidewalk and made his way to his truck down the street. That was one thing they were going to get—a house with a garage. His place was awesome, but he had to find parking all the time and that could be a real bitch, especially in the winter.

He was just passing a small alley when he was struck from behind. The last thing he’d seen before he hit the ground was his uncle’s eyes. “That’s what happens for choosing pussy over family. Your father didn’t learn and it seems neither will you.”

Being jostled around woke him up while a big bastard who had at least a hundred pounds on him dumped Reed into the backseat of his truck. The big guy jumped in the front seat while his uncle walked around to the driver side window.

Thinking he was still asleep, his uncle explained the plan to the overgrown ape. “I’m driving up to the meeting place. I want you to tie him up when you get there so I can put a bullet in the fuck. Then we come after his wife.”

“Understood,” the gorilla said. He started to drive off as Reed quietly sat up. It was now or never for him to act. They were approaching the intersection before they got to the expressway. Getting safely out this mess was going to be hard.

The fat bastard couldn’t really move comfortably and didn’t fix Reed’s rearview mirror, giving Reed his moment to strike.

Reaching around the huge man, he gripped the steering wheel and turned, causing the vehicle lose control and spin all the way on the opposite side of the road. Thankfully, they’d missed any other cars or people, but the driver side front end hit the massive street light pole throwing the bastard through the front window. The moment Reed let go of the wheel, he braced himself for impact against the backseat.

After getting his bearings again, he sat up with only a gash to his head from broken glass. There was a crowd now, outside on the street, but most stayed back because Reed couldn’t be seen from the back so it looked like his kidnapper was the only one in the car.

As he crawled out of the damaged vehicle, a squad car and an ambulance approached.

“Oh my, there was another guy in the back,” a bystander shouted out, running to Reed.

“Sir, are you alright,” the man said as he grasped his arm, helping him stand up.

“Yeah, I think so,” he muttered. The medics looked at the body on the ground and tried to resuscitate the man with no luck. The police came to Reed.

“Sir, you’re bleeding,” someone said to him, but he was too focused on Danielle to care.

“I need to get to my wife. I need to keep her safe,” he mumbled.

“Sir, what do you mean safe?”

“I was just kidnapped by that guy over there and my uncle.” He staggered and pointed at the man on the ground surrounded by the paramedics.

“We need a medic over here!” one of the officers shouted.

“Where’s your uncle?” he asked a dazed Reed.

“I don’t know. They were going to take me to a place to kill me then go after my Danielle.”

“Okay, we’ll get you to a hospital. Can you give us your name?”

“Reed.” His vision was starting to blur, and he couldn’t hear anything.

“Reed what…sir?” Not being able to remain conscious he collapsed. The two officers and the bystander stopped him from hitting the ground.

The medics rushed over with a stretcher and placed him on it. “Did you get his name?”

“All he gave me was Reed.”

“Let’s search for some ID.” They went through his pockets as they loaded him into the vehicle, but they were empty.

“We’ve got to take him to the hospital, so just call it in.”

“Let us know if he becomes conscious.”

They pulled the tags and ran the plates. The vehicle was registered to a Reed Landry in Maine. They wondered if the kidnapping had crossed state lines.