tormented me with his tongue. Tortured me with his sparkling eyes that looked upon me with raw lust.
“Can’t,” I said again. “Can’t.”
He didn’t stop, only thrust his fingers harder and harder into me, finding a spot so deep that took me to a new level.
Passion whirled around me, almost visibly cloaking us. And he forced another climax from me.
And then another.
I shivered. I quaked. I sank into the bed and became nothing. Nothing but the pulses of climax after climax. Marjorie Steel was gone. All that was left was her pussy that wouldn’t stop pulsating. Would never stop pulsating.
Each pulse pushed outward, taking my whole body with it, sinking me deeper and deeper into something, something, something…
Until the last shred of Marjorie Steel was gone, the light flickered out.
Only Bryce. I was here only for Bryce.
For a moment, I was okay with that.
But only for a moment.
“Stop,” I said softly.
I meant it. I couldn’t lose myself. Not tonight. Not until we found my mother. She was as innocent as a child—as Talon had been at ten—and she needed me. Needed all of us.
My voice must have resonated the anguish I felt. Bryce finally unclamped his mouth from my pussy and looked up, his lips and chin awash in the shine from my juices.
He said nothing.
“It was wonderful,” I said. “Truly wonderful. But I have no business getting lost in you right now. No business getting lost in anything, for that matter.”
Again, nothing.
Did he understand? Or was he still full of raging lust? He’d come already, but clearly he was hard again.
Finally—
“You’re right,” he said.
I gave him a weak smile.
“I went a little crazy when you didn’t answer your phone. And then, to see you with Colin…”
“Colin means nothing to me. He isn’t any threat to you.”
“I know that. But he’s dangerous, Marj. He and his father—”
“Colin is not his father. In fact, he was getting ready to tell me some stuff when you stormed in and dragged me off like a pirate’s prize.”
This time he gave a weak smile. “I won’t apologize for that.”
“I’m not asking you to. I love it that you want me that much.”
“I do. Don’t ever scare me like that again. Answer your damned phone.”
“I would have if I’d heard it.”
“Was it noisy in the bar?”
“Not really. Maybe the phone died. Or maybe I put it on silent by accident. I promise I didn’t ignore your call on purpose.”
“You wouldn’t do that.”
“No, I wouldn’t. Do you need to…finish?”
He shook his head. “I’m okay. My dick is a lot less important than everything else going on.”
I smiled. “Your dick is plenty important, but we have a lifetime for sex.”
I hoped I spoke the truth. My mother’s disappearance had made me realize what a dangerous situation we might be in. When it was just Ted and Colin and their enigmatic statements, I’d been concerned, but now?
I was frightened. All-out frightened.
Why? Why couldn’t our family be left in peace? Hadn’t we been through enough?
And why take a mentally ill woman who had no way of defending herself? Preying on children was the worst thing ever, but this was a close second.
We had to find her.
“Tell you what,” Bryce said. “Call Colin. Get him back here, and we’ll both talk to him.”
“It’s late.”
“So? He didn’t mind bothering you when it was late.”
“Good point. He’s staying here at the hotel, so we can go back down to the bar.”
“Or we can talk here. Or in his room,” he said. “Here would be better. If he’s been staying in his room for more than a day, it could be bugged. No one knew you and I were going to be in this room. It’s probably safe.”
I rubbed at the invisible creepy-crawlies on my arms. I hated the feeling of being watched, monitored. After knowing members of my family who’d truly been violated physically, I hesitated to call it a violation, but it was.
A violation.
If we were all being watched, we were all being violated.
I felt sick. Really sick.
“Well?” Bryce said.
“Well what?”
“Will you call Colin?”
“Right.” I nodded. The creepy-crawlies had clouded my mind for a moment. I quickly dialed Colin.
“Yeah?” he said into my ear.
“Let’s finish our conversation,” I said. “Come to room twenty-one.”
“I’d tell you more if I could,” Colin said. “I honestly don’t know exactly what my dad is up to.”
“But it’s not anything good,” Bryce said, his eyes angry. “Why did you want to talk to Marj in the first place?”
“Because something’s coming. I’m not sure what.”
“You said your father