glances around. “You’ve been working already this morning?”
I nod, not wanting to talk to her about today’s shitshow. I don’t want her to worry. I don’t want her to know that some other woman has been taken against her will to replace Britney.
I tip her head back and kiss her, meaning to keep it light and quick. But, I’m unable to stop myself from deepening the intimacy. I let my tongue slide into her mouth, tasting every inch of her, devouring her. She’s a lifeline. She’s my life.
My cock aches. It’s gotten harder every day to reason with my erection. I’ve taken myself in hand at least twice a day since Britney came into my life. I won’t take her virginity. Not until I’m certain she’s mine forever. And I can’t risk letting my cock out of my pants around her. I don’t have the willpower to keep from giving her exactly what she craves.
I’ve explored her entire body many times. All but the inside of her channel. I know all her erotic zones and what makes her easily aroused. I know how to edge her without making her want to punch me. I know how to make her come fast and hard. I know how to make her come slow and sexy. I also know that no matter how many times I’ve pleasured her, she isn’t fully sated. She wants what I won’t give her as much as I long to give it to her.
I cup her bottom with my hand, stroking her soft warm skin, swallowing her sighs when they enter my mouth.
My heart belongs to this woman. It happened fast, but I’ve never been more sure of anything. Does her heart belong to me? Am I pressuring her to commit to me? We don’t discuss it, but I’m certain she knows I’m waiting for her.
I finally break the kiss, reluctantly. I’m worried Blade will call me back any second and I don’t want Britney to know what’s going on today. I slide my hand up her back until she shivers. “Let’s get you dressed, sweetie, and get some breakfast.”
“Okay.” Her face is flushed and she’s squeezing her thighs together preciously.
I lift her off my lap and lead her back to her bedroom by the hand. It only takes a few minutes to dress her in lime green princess panties, a lavender tank top that matches the pink one I love, and a white skirt that won’t hide her panties. I put her hair in pigtails to save time and then she follows me into the kitchen.
“Daddy has to work a bit this morning, sweetie. Can I get you some cereal and milk?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I pour her cheerios and a cup of milk and hand her a spoon. “After you eat, clean up your space, brush your teeth, and make your bed. We’ll add stickers to your chore chart when you’re done. Then you can work on your Lego castle for a while if you want, or play with Emily.” I lift her chin and kiss her lips again.
“Okay.” She sounds dejected, and I don’t blame her one bit. I’d rather spend the morning with her than shut up in my office doing everything in my power to ensure some woman who looks like her isn’t sold on the black market to a Saudi prince.
My chest is tight as I leave her alone in the kitchen and return to my office. All I’ve been able to swallow so far is coffee and even that isn’t sitting well in my stomach.
My phone rings again as soon as I’m back at my desk. Good timing. It’s Blade.
“Update?”
“Mila left her apartment. Shepherd is following her. Spike is watching Lazinski’s house. I’m heading to the Sky Lounge to break in and dig around.”
I stiffen. “That’s risky.”
“And we’re out of time. You got another idea?”
“No.” I rub my forehead. “But Shepherd didn’t find a damn thing when he broke in the other night.”
“And let’s hope that changed. At least maybe I’ll be able to find a file on the new woman they hired. I’d like to know who she is. Maybe even an emergency contact. Something. Fucking anything.” The frustration in Blade’s voice matches how I feel.
“You’re right.”
“Shit,” Blade murmurs.
“What now?”
“Nothing. I’ll see if I can pull Mace or Dagger off their case to help out.”
“Are they even in town? What’s going on, Blade? Fucking tell me.”
“There’s a flight scheduled to land at the small runway east of here at ten o’clock. It’s coming