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Chapter Seventeen

Pirate

W e passed out somewhere around one in the morning, entangled in one another. I can’t seem to keep my fucking hands off her.

Maybe I am addicted.

Sleep has never been easy for me, but tonight I was able to get a few solid hours, and then I woke up ravenous. I want in her, but it seems a shame to wake her so I manuever her body onto her stomach and pull her right thigh up to reveal her perfect pink cunt, open to my view.

She’s still puffy and swollen from the attention I’ve already given her but I’m a man possessed and slowly push my cock inside her. I work my hips so that I don’t move her body too much and smile when I see her waking up.

“Am I going to need a chastity belt?” she moans as I pick up speed now that I don’t need to worry about waking her.

“Kinky, but I doubt you want me to cut one off you in our new bedroom.” I pull her up onto her knees and use my hold on her hips to drag her on and off my cock.

I watch as my piercings shine with her essence and reach under her to play with her clit.

“Better catch up, wife. I’ve been stroking my cock and watching you sleep for an hour. I’m about to cum so fucking hard.” I bite my lips and pull her up so we’re both on our knees.

I turn her head to kiss her as I strum her bundle of nerves with one hand and pull her nipple with the other. She makes the most beautiful music when I play her like this.

“You love what that hoop on the tip of my cock is doing, don’t you?” I thrust up harder and pull her body down at the same time.

“Yes,” she hisses out as she finally cums.

I push up one last time and let her walls milk me dry. I lay her down gently and roll her onto her back.

“Legs up,” I take a pillow and place it under her ass.

“This is ridiculous.” But she crosses her arms over the back of her thighs and holds them where I put them.

“Good girl.” I kiss her nose, causing an adorable giggle.

“I like that sound.” She sticks her tongue out at me as a knock comes to the door.

“Who can that be? The sun isn’t even up?” I’m wondering the same thing, but I don’t answer her.

Instead, I put on a robe and grab my gun off the dresser.

“Security, we’ve had a noise complaint. We need to perform a wellness check. Please open the door, or the manager will let us in.” I aim at the door and glance at Genesis.

“Get dressed,” I whisper, and she nods frantically, grabbing her clothes that are still soaked.

“ROBE!” I hiss as another knock comes to the door.

This one is less polite than the first.

I grab my phone and text Spector’s team as Genesis comes to crouch next to me behind the sofa, facing the main door. She leans in to whisper in my ear.

“If they had a key, they would have used it by now.” I nod in agreement.

My phone buzzes, and I glance at the screen and read two words right before the door bursts open.

Not security.

I drop the phone and aim my gun at the man who just kicked the door in. His focus is on the bedroom area. He must have been under the assumption that we’d be in bed asleep, and since he hasn’t seen us yet, I’ll let him think just that.

I turn to Genesis and motion to be quiet, but she’s already halfway around the couch watching the asshole move towards the bedroom. When she glances at me, I point at the elevator, and she runs.

Good fucking girl.

I follow her and clear the doorway as I hearthe man curse. Thank God, the elevator is still on our floor. I take a second to look for the guard who isas supposed to be at our door.

Nothing.

The elevator dings, giving us away, but the guy isn’t fast enough. He shoots at the doors as they close, and I grab Genesis, dragging her to the floor as the machine starts to move down.

“Are you hurt?” I move the hair out of her face and look her over.

She’s shaking but manages to say no.

“Fuck, I left my phone and keys.” I hold the gun and frown at what we’re wearing.

We looked like armed hotel guests ready to rob the breakfast buffet.

“Here, I put it in my pocket when you dropped it. I can’t help with the keys. Can’t you hotwire it or something?” I raise my eyebrow at her.

“I could, but it would take too much time,” I call Spector, expecting him to answer right away, but instead, the call goes to voicemail.

“Something is wrong.” I grind my teeth as we reach the lobby.

“WOO! Hey Prez, Mrs. Prez. Are you trying to skinny dip in the pool?” Wizard, my club secretary, greets us with a wide smile.

“What the fuck you doing here, Wizard?” I grab him and move him towards the door.

“Spector said you needed me, and I was around the corner.” I get us outside, and thank God he’s not on his bike tonight.

“We gotta move.” I open the door for Genesis to get in the back.

“Hang on I need to learn how to fly this son of a bitch.” Wizard says from the driver’s seat as I search the sidewalk for our uninvited guest.

“Fly? It’s a hybrid, not the fucking Space Shuttle.” I never understood why he bought this electric bullshit, but he wanted to help ease his carbon footprint.

“Yeah, but you haven’t been smoking weed all night.” Genesis is holding her nose like the stench is unbearable.

I guess since I’m used to him smelling like the crops, I hadn’t noticed. But as far as I was aware, he didn’t smoke.

“ARE YOU HIGH!?” I turn on him because if he’s skimming off the top, I need to handle it.

“I better be, or I just learned how to read Japanese.” Oh, for fucks sake.

“Wizard, you’re Korean, and everyone can read Toyota!” I glance behind us and curse.

“Really?” He sounds thoroughly confused about his heritage, and we are out of time.

“Can you drive this bitch or not? We gotta go!” He starts the car just as bullets ring out in the early morning.

“Oh shit, Prez! Is he shooting at you?” I want to slap him, but Wizard seems to come back to his senses when I scream yes.

“Fuck that.” He turns the car and clips the corner, almost rolling us, but we manage to stay on the street.

He has us across town and at the clubhouse faster than I thought possible.

“Pick up,” I growl at my phone as it goes to voicemail again.

“No one is at the guard house.” Wizard sounds stone cold sober and on alert now.

“Genesis. I want you to take this car and drive straight to your father’s. Do not stop for anything. Run every light and let the cops chase you if they want to.” She opens her mouth to argue.

“DO AS I SAY!” A tear falls down her cheek, and she nods.

Wizard throws the car into park, but leaves it running for her. She climbs into the front seat, and I take one precious second to look at her before I kiss her.

“Please be safe.” These aren’t the words I want to say, but they are the ones she needs to hear.

“You too.”