Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
As soon as his fingers drifted between my legs, my entire body shivered with anticipation. I gasped as the tips of his fingers grazed across my center with slow, methodical circles. Every single touch made me yearn for more.
It felt so good, so right, to have his hands on me again, like they were made for my body and my body alone. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes, relishing the sensation as he moved his fingers against me. As soon as I started to feel that familiar tingling in my abdomen, he eased my panties to the side and slid his fingers deep inside me.
He began teasing me with the pad of his thumb, using just the right amount of pressure to make me come unglued. It felt incredible, better than I’d remembered, and after just a few moments, I felt my orgasm start to take hold. His fingers curled deep inside me, and when he increased the pressure, I was done.
With a gratified moan, my head fell back, and my entire body started to tremble uncontrollably. My climax surged through me with a powerful force, causing me to mumble over and over, “Oh, dear God!”
I was struggling to remain standing when Holt growled, “Dammit.”
He quickly withdrew his hand and took a step back as he announced, “They’re back.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
“Not something I’d joke about.”
“Talk about bad timing.”
“You’re telling me.”
I fastened the button of my jeans and quickly straightened my shirt. Holt’s eyes slowly skirted over me, and a sexy smirk slipped across his lips as he said, “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not done with you yet. Not by a long shot.”
13
SEVEN
“We found them.”
“Them?”
“The driver and one of the guards.”
“Where?”
Memphis and Goose had already checked the address on the car’s registration, but it was a dead end. The house was empty and looked to have been abandoned for quite some time. Shep had continued digging but came up empty handed. Without a real name or address, there was no way for any of us to know where this guy could be.
It was going to take some time to track him down, so I had used the opportunity to go back to the house to check in with Tallie and Ford. And I made damn good use of the opportunity. I’d missed hearing Tallie come undone and looked forward to hearing it again soon.
But now, I had to deal with this fucking driver and find out what he was up to. I was surprised when Shep answered, “He and his buddy had gone back to the hotel where Tallie was staying.”
“And?”
“Memphis and Goose just picked them up,” Shep answered. “They’re on their way to the clubhouse.”
"I’m on my way.”
As soon as I hung up, Tallie’s eyes were on me, reading me like she always did. "You’re leaving?”
“Afraid so.”
She didn’t ask why. She didn’t have to. Tallie knew me well enough to know that I was a man who kept his word. I told her we’d find the men who had been following her, and we’d done just that.
"Okay. Be careful," she murmured, her voice softer now.
I leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead before turning to Duggar. "Hang here until I get back.”
Duggar nodded, and they watched silently as I grabbed my Glock from the side drawer and made my way out the door. I hated leaving, especially when things were going so well, but I needed to know who these assholes were and what they wanted with Tallie.
When I got to the clubhouse, Shep was waiting for me out front. I parked, and as soon as I made my way over to him, I said, “Tell me what ya got.”
“The license plate was tied to a man named Boris Sokolov. It took some digging, but I was able to connect him to Sergei Volkov.”
“The guy Tallie’s father was working with.”
“The one and only.”
“This Boris fella is one of his drivers, and he’s as green as they come. The guard, too. Hell, Goose and Memphis just put a gun to the back of their heads and threw out a few threatening words, and the assholes both folded like a couple of cheap hookers.”
“Where are they now?”
“They got them out back in a couple of the holding rooms. Grim’s already working on the driver.”
“Good deal. I’m going to go see how it’s going.” I gave him a brotherly pat on the shoulder. “Appreciate your help on this.”
“That’s what I’m here for.”
I gave him a nod, then started around back. By the time I got to the holding room, Grim had already done a real number on the driver. He was standing shirtless with his hands bound over his head, and his face was already black and blue with bruises. I walked over and stood in the corner, watching as he whimpered and whined like a wounded animal. Grim stood in front of him with a cattle prod that was strong enough to jolt a fucking elephant and snarled, “I’m not a man who likes to repeat myself, Boris.”