Page 117 of Healing Conviction
“What about the women in the container?” Devil asked.
Nora cleared her throat. “Naomi, Ellie, Jules, and I are working with the FBI to return them to their homes. They were collected from all over the southeast, some from parties like the Ashland Elite Scholarship Fundraiser, where Ellie was taken. Some off the street after an already horrendous bout of luck.”
“Did they seem like they had any helpful info, Nora?” Officer Brown asked.
Nora shook her head. “From what we could tell, none of them know any more than what Shanna, Ellie, and I know from our kidnappings.”
Draco’s hands flexed around her shoulder and squeezed at the reminder of Nora’s past, but the guilt didn’t settle in as much as it used to. She didn’t blame him, and for the first time, it felt like he could really live without blaming himself.
Nora squeezed him back, accidentally gripping his shaft. Except she stroked him again. Her fingers began to work his fly down, and he shifted as his length began to harden under her touch. Curious excitement made his heart race. He propped his leg on the coffee table to avoid the blanket from tenting.
“Draco, have you been able to get back into your physical therapy routine?”
At Hawk’s question, Draco blinked past the reality that Nora’s hands were now delving past his open fly and boxers and pulling his cock free from its confines while his totally clueless teammates conducted a meeting.
“Yes,” he gritted out, his toothpick barely moving through his clenched teeth.
Fuck, it was a good thing his team never expected him to chat, because Nora’s thumb swirled around the precum already accumulating on the tip before massaging it down his shaft.
“And, for any romantics in this meeting,” Nora chirped up. “You guys would be happy to know that Drake’s physical therapist, Melly, is already happily dating Matt.”
“Phoenix was the romantic,” Jaybird muttered. An awkward silence fell on the conversation before Snake cleared his throat.
“Matt? Your Matt, Nora? That was quick.”
“NotNora’s.” The growl rolled out of Draco’s chest but ended abruptly when Nora’s hand tightened around the base of his cock.
“Right, not mine. Never was,” Nora agreed as she caught Draco’s eyes and held his gaze. “I’ve had my sights set on my very own Viking for a while now. Besides, good things happen fast, don’t they, Drake?” Her grip tightened.
“Fu—” Draco coughed through a moan. His toothpick flew somewhere, but he didn’t give a fuck as he finally answered. “Yeah, that’s right.”
“Is that so?” Snake asked, a smile in his voice. When Draco looked at the screen, the man seemed genuinely happy for them. “That’s great, Nora. You both deserve it.”
She shrugged with a grin of her own. “I know.”
The meeting continued in the background, but Draco didn’t give two shits. Nora’s hand milked his hard-on as she whispered. “How about a wager?”
“The fuck, Nora? My team can literally see everything.” His quiet, halfhearted objection fell on deaf ears as her hand began to go faster up and down his shaft. He double-checked to make sure the blanket was sufficiently covering his little vixen’s movements but didn’t stop her.
“If you come before the end of this meeting, you have to take me whereIwant to go for dinner. But if you don’t, then you can take me wherever you want to go.”
He huffed a laugh and repeated back to her what she’d said to him the week before. “Deal. Either way, I win.”
“Have you thought anymore about that, Draco?”
Hawk’s question threw him off guard and he whipped his attention back to the screen before clearing his throat. “Run it by me again.”
His leader’s eyes narrowed as he tapped his lips, but he shrugged before apparently repeating his question. “How did you feel about your mission? I know you’ve been through a lot and we don’t have any big plans on the agenda right now, but if we have to haul ass on an assignment, will you be able to join?”
Draco’s heart thumped, reminding him of the conversation he’d wanted to have with his teammates. The one he’d already had with Nora. Her hand stilled while he spoke.
“I’ve thought about that a lot actually. I’m not at my best and coming out alive isn’t the same as a successful mission. I want to sit the next few out, at least until I get more PT under my belt. In the meantime, I want to restock the weapons room and train with you guys. After seeing Pix here handle a gun, I think I should start with teaching Jaybird how to hold one at all.”
Nora and Jaybird scoffed at the same time while Devil laughed. Instead of fighting with him, Nora got even and stroked Draco with a new fervor that made his balls tighten and him curse under his breath.
Jaybird argued back, obviously clueless about how close Draco was to losing it.
“I did great at teaching her. I taught her, Jules, and Ellie at the same time. Chalk up any inadequacies with lack of time and opportunity to practice during a crisis.Notme.”