Page 20 of Stolen Moments with a Bad Boy

Seventeen

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A bullet whizzed past, and the whole kettle flipped in the air. Instantly, our cabin was riddled with bullets. Janeiro grabbed me, and we ducked down, running quickly to the pantry.

He pulled the electrical box lever down, and a secret room replaced the canned goods.

“Bella, just hide in here. I’ll be back. I swear.”

“Ro, what kind of room is this?” I cried. I was scared as hell.

“It’s a panic room, love. I have them built all over the cabin, but right now, I have to go,” he expressed. “The room is fully stocked and protected. You'll be able to see everything with the monitors on the walls.”

I pulled him in for a kiss. The feel of his plush lips brought me a little comfort. It was more than I had a second ago.

“Janeiro, please come back to us,” I pleaded.

“I will, my love. Trust me.” He kissed me then closed the wall on me.

My heart raced, and my palms grew sweaty. I knew he had to handle business, but I wanted him with us where he would be safe, but that wasn’t in Ro’s character.

So, I was forced to live in agony, watching him kill the bad guys that ruined our babymoon.

I wobbled over to the monitors. I was able to see everything.

The cameras covered damn near every nook and cranny inside the house and outside.

I looked on as Janeiro grabbed his guns and twisted on the silencers.

When he was armed and positioned, Ro aimed and killed three of the shooters with precision. He was incredibly skilled and sharp. I walked backward to the queen-size bed present and wrapped the thick blanket around my body.

That blanket was the only physical security I had until Ro came back. I leaned against the headboard and watched my man perform hand-to-hand combat with one of the intruders. Swiftly, Janeiro broke his neck and fired off two bullets into the intruder that tried to backdoor him.

I took my eyes off the screen for a bit and looked around the room. It was fully stocked with all the amenities that one would need in here. I shouldn’t be here much long er.

My gaze flitted back to the screen, but I froze.

I couldn’t help the way my body shivered.

Tears filled my eyes because I couldn’t see Ro on any camera.

I rocked and shook uncontrollably. Where was he?

How could he just disappear like that? Hurriedly, I wobbled over to the wall, but there wasn’t a button or lever in sight to open the wall again.

“Ro! Ro! Where are you? Are you okay?” I screamed.

I felt so defeated and hopeless. Where was my man? I walked back to the bed and pounded the pillow while crying harder. My eyes flooded with tears that eventually flowed down my face. I hiccupped and sobbed some more. Where was he? I rocked on my side until I drifted off to sleep.

I felt feather-like kisses all over my face.

Damn, I must be in Heaven again , I thought.

The kisses increased, and the added pressure to my lips sparked me to open my eyes.

My eyes clashed with the beautiful blue eyes I’d grown to adore so much.

They cascaded over his toasted caramel complexion, and I just had to make sure I wasn’t seeing shit.

“Am I dreaming?” I inquired out loud to no one in particular.

“No, you’re not dreaming, Bella. You’re Ro is right here,” he whispered softly.

He ran his fingers through my wild curls. Ro kissed me so passionately that I ended up suctioning his tongue like a vacuum. He was real. My kisses were potent and intentional. After we’d gotten our fill of kisses from each other, we pulled apart. I sat up.

“Your eyes are so swollen, Bella. Were you crying? Why, baby?” he asked sincerely.

“When you disappeared from the cameras, I couldn’t see you anymore. I panicked because I thought you were dead.” I sniffled. My tears formed again and rolled down my cheeks.

“Bella, I’ll always be here with you and for you,” he professed. “You never have to doubt that, my love. I’ll do whatever I need to make it back to you and our babies.”

Ro sat on the bed. I removed the blanket. His eyes roamed over me seductively until he climbed under the covers. Ro’s words always provided the security and reassurance I needed.

Now that he was alive and well, I needed to feel him in more ways than one. I straddled his waist briefly until I rose from the bed. The lustful look that materialized in his eyes revealed to me he knew what time it was.

I slid between his legs and pulled out his heavy, long, pulsating erection. Tasting Ro would help make me feel better as well. Damn, his bulbous tip was so fucking beautiful. Hungrily, I swallowed his engorged organ.

“Fuck,” he growled. Ro’s eyes rolled back and so did his head.

I breathed through my nose as I took on the challenge to deep throat this monster. He grabbed the back of my head with trembling fingers and guided my motions. This was how I taught him to do it.

It was my way of giving him a sense of control and stability.

My Ro still wasn’t completely over what happened to him as a child, but he made a lot of strides to enjoy our intimacy together.

I tapped his thigh so he could watch me.

Every time I performed oral on him, I wanted him to see me, and not the past. I wanted my image ingrained in his mind.

It would take time, but I refused to give up.

Ro’s baby blues gazed into mine. I stared back at him as I slobbered all over his extra-large head.

When I saw his shoulders lower, I assumed he was relaxed.

It was now or never. Quickly, I slurped his juices back in like ramen noodles then took him down my throat.

Ro surveyed me through awestruck eyes. He wasn’t the only one with skills.

The grip on my head and his teeth in his lower lip were all signs that he enjoyed the pleasure I brought him.

“Oh, shit, Bella.” Ro thrusted his hips up, feeding me more of his rigid and veiny dick.

I stopped slurping and smoothly inhaled him.

His body shook under me. I just didn’t suck him bone dry; I ate that dick.

How could I not? Janeiro fed me his dick like it was the only sustenance I needed in my life.

My baby had enough dick for a three-course meal.

Hell, it was enough for a buffet if you asked me.

I let his precum and my slobber build up as I massaged his dick with my hand.

I had to give both of his crown jewels some love, but the moment I did that, he could no longer hang.

“Shit, shit! I’m about to cum!” he roared.

Swiftly, I released his balls and wrapped my thick lips around his pulsating pole.

“Ahh . . . mm . . .” He groaned.

Ro’s creamy elixir gushed down my throat.

The thick texture coated my larynx, leaving in its wake a tangy and nutty aftertaste.

I suctioned my cheeks, making sure not to spill a drop.

When I pulled every drop I could from him, my tongue snaked around my mouth, making sure I didn’t miss an ounce of his hypnotic essence.

Like a newborn animal nuzzled with their parent, my face nuzzled his dick until it stopped throbbing.

I was obsessed with the feeling his dick created when it thumped against my face.

My level of freak went much further than Ro knew, but I noticed he started to comprehend.

He pulled me up and kissed my lips until they throbbed.

“You are one of a kind. Bella, you got me gone. I’m not ashamed to say that shit either. It’s not just the sex. I mean, there are no words to describe how much I enjoy sex with you. For me, it’s the love and care you demonstrate for me through every action, gesture, and thought.”

I closed my eyes, enjoying his touch and kind words. Ro kissed all over my face and neck. The thought of what happened earlier entered my mind, and my eyes instantly opened.

“Baby?” I lifted my head and peered up at him.

“Yes, beautiful?”

“What happened to the intruders? I did see you take a lot of them down, but what will you do with the dead bodies?” I stared intently into his eyes, praying he didn’t lie to me.

“Erie, you know I can read your expressions and body language. I’m not going to lie to you.

” Ro kissed my lips and hand gently. “You’ve been sleep for a while now because the cleanup crew came and left.

I have someone repairing the windows now, and we need to go.

I told the repairman I’d be back minutes ago. ”

“Okay, but were the bad guys sent by Troy Jr.?”

Ro nodded. “Yup. He put another hit on us and your dad and Londen. I guess he finally found someone to do the job after you were released from the hospital.”

I lowered my head in total disbelief. Troy Jr. just could not get right. Being on Ro’s shit list was a terrible thing. I’d seen what Ro had done to those intruders, and sadly, Troy Jr. would be next.

Janeiro placed his knuckle under my chin and gently guided me to peer into his eyes. “I will always do what’s necessary to keep my family safe. Your brother will pay. That's not for you to worry about any longer. You understand?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Good girl.” Ro kissed my lips sweetly. He helped me stand then smacked my ass.

“Ooh, don’t start again. You know I want more,” I warned him.

“Oh, I plan to give you more tonight.” He fixed my dress and kissed my forehead. “Follow me.”

We walked over to the monitors, and a coffee mug sat there. I had just noticed it. Ro took his time and twisted it in a counterclockwise direction. Like magic, the wall opened, giving us a clear visual of the kitchen.

I turned to him. “I really feel like I’m in a Spy Kids movie.”

“ Spy Kids? ” He raised his eyebrows.

“ Inspector Gadget? ” I inquired curiously.

“Warmer, but I prefer the black James Bond.”

I gasped then laughed loudly. “Ro, baby, you cracked a joke,” I revealed, astonished.

He smirked.

“I guess your silly ways are rubbing off on me.” Ro shrugged his shoulders and laughed. “Come on, Bella.”

He grabbed my hand, and we stepped through the wall. Ro guided me in the kitchen. The repairman looked a bit startled. It wasn’t every day you witnessed people walking through a wall.

“Mr. Terelli, I was looking for you. I’m just about done cleaning up my mess now,” the repairman stated.

“No worries at all, Desean. Just let me know when you’re done and how you prefer your payment,” Ro replied.

I let my baby handle his business while I rinsed my hands and mouth in the sink then headed to the refrigerator. I’d do just about anything to keep my mind off my brother. I pulled out contents to make stuffed chicken and wild rice. Cooking and baking were always an escape for me.

Gigi always told me that an idle mind was the devil’s playground, so I always made sure to keep busy. I put my busy mind on hold and prepared our meal. Before I knew it, I was almost done cooking.

While the chicken simmered on the stove top, I prepared the rice. An oldies tune filled my head, and I hummed the lyrics as I worked. I mixed some brown rice, jasmine rice, long grain, and black rice together to make my own wild rice mix.

The grains were in a saucepan, and I poured a can of coconut milk and one can of water into the pan because I used two cups of rice. Trust me; each element balanced itself out, so the coconut milk didn’t overpower. I added my seasoning plus saffron, so the rice was good to go.

I covered the pan and turned the stove on medium heat. When I rose, the feel of Janeiro’s fingertips created chills along my skin. He placed the strap from my maxi dress on my shoulder then lifted my stomach. I loved when he held my stomach.

It took a lot of pressure off my back. We swayed side to side to whatever slow tune played in our heads. I leaned against his brawny chest, soaking in all the comfort he granted me. He would always be home for me.

“Can I help you, Mister?”

“You can. Let me sample some of that chicken,” he whispered.

I couldn’t help the laughter that escaped me. Big papa was hungry.

Ro gently lowered my stomach. He walked over to the stove and raised the lid on the chicken. The savory scent wafted through the air and into our noses.

“Damn, I’m a lucky man,” he gloated.

“Indeed, you are,” I sassed.

Ro smacked my ass, and it jiggled. “I see what I’m eating for dessert tonight.” In a tempting manner, he licked those luscious, full lips of his.

“Oh really?”

He arched his eyebrow.

“Yes, really.” He spoke with assurance as his accent pushed through.

I damn near burned the rice drooling from that accent of his, but I got myself together. That man kept me so discombobulated. He winked at me before he proceeded to set the table. We continued to talk and joke until dinner was ready.

Since I cooked, Ro led me to my seat and plated our meal. I led us in a quick grace. The only sounds that could be heard was our forks scraping the plates and our moans to show our appreciation for the meal. As our meal came to an end, I’d caught itis.

“Baby, thank you for an amazing meal. But there is something I need to run by you,” Ro confessed.

“You’re welcome, my love. What’s on your mind?”

“What do you say we head out of here early because I have some urgent matters I need to attend to, Bella?”

“If we must . . .” I trailed off. I wasn’t ready to leave, but if his business was urgent, then I understood.

“Don’t worry, baby. It will be worth your while.” He wiggled his eyebrows, pulling my move on me.

I giggled.

“Okay, Ro. I’m going to lie down because the babies seem to still be worked up,” I admitted tiredly.

Ro walked over to me and helped me to stand. He placed a sensual kiss on my forehead.

“How about you take a nice shower. I’ll clean up then give you a nice massage afterwards,” he offered.

“Sounds damn good, big papa. I’ll see you in a bit.”

I strolled away from him and wobbled up the stairs.

Minutes later, I gathered my items and wasted no time getting in the shower.

I released a few tears because I’d be an only child soon.

Ro had no more patience for my brother. Tonight was the final straw.

Troy Jr. was the reason my babymoon had to end early. Damn him.

After I’d handled my oral and body hygiene, I climbed into bed and lay on my side. I could hear Ro moving around downstairs and smiled. My eyes grew heavy. It didn’t take long for me to doze off to sleep.

Strong arms pulled me back. The smell of Ro’s masculine bodywash wafted into my nose. I took a deep whiff and snuggled closer to his chest. Sleep came easy yet again.