The Gambler (17 page)

He was sure she had to be sore by now, he’d held a cold cloth against her like half an hour ago to ease the sting, this after giving her a bath an hour before that. He threw her playfully to her back and leaned over her, taking in the sexy glazed look in her eyes, the flush to her skin and the wild mass of hair across the pillow.

“You’re beautiful.” Will he ever not feel his heart trip at that smile? He hoped the day never came. He hugged her tight, suddenly overcome by the most overwhelming surge of love and possessiveness. He said a quick prayer that he never failed her, ever.

“Lay still this time baby, if you move I’ll stop.” Yeah and how many times has he said
that in the last three hours? She didn’t listen for shit; though she nodded her head again, the little liar. He blew cool air against her heat, still a little worried about hurting her even if she wasn’t.

She was red and just a little swollen as he eased his tongue into her, pushing her legs higher in the air
, so he could go as deep as possible. She loved being eaten, if she had her way, he’d be down there for hours and she let him know by holding his head against her as she moved beneath his tongue.

She felt so slight in his hands as he lifted her to his mouth. It was hard to believe that she’d taken all of him over and over again
, and came back for more. Thus far, he’d been able to hold a little part of himself in check; even at his wildest moments he held something back. He wondered if he could risk taking her the way he wanted to. Only one way to find out!

She gave him a pouty look over her shoulder when he turned her over on her hands and knees. He ran his hand under her
, fingering her until she lost the pout and rode his fingers. Leaning over her back he kissed his way to her lips as he slipped into her body.

“Fucking amazing.” She automatically arched her back and pushed back against him
, until he was balls-deep. She started rocking back and forth on his dick, making herself feel good as he held still and let her take what she needed.

When she sped up and keened
, he knew she needed him to move, so he pulled back and went back in, slow at first. By the fourth stroke he was slamming into her holding his breath and waiting for her reaction to this new loving.

She went nuts. Her head flew back and forth on her shoulders as she used the rest of her body to fuck herself on his cock. He wished he could stop and
just watch her, but he was too caught up in her, in the way she felt wrapped around him. All that heat and fire was his, only his.

The thought set off an avalanche
, and before he could think better of it he was pulling her head back by her hair as he pounded into her over and over again. He reached around and fondled her clit, which only made her wilder.

“Angel…” Her voice sounded slightly afraid
, but he calmed her with soft words whispered in her ear, as he wrapped his arm around her middle.

“I’m right here baby, I’ve got you.” When he came that time he knew he was done, there was nothing left as she milked his cock through her own massive orgasm. He wasn’t surprised when she fainted on him, though it almost gave him a heart attack.

He lifted her and carried her into the bathroom with him, running a warm bath before stepping in and sitting with her back to him. He ran water over her face until she came to. “Angel?”

“Yeah baby.”

“Good.” He laughed and kissed her cheek before reaching for the cloth to clean them both up.

He took her downstairs half an hour later, after finding some cream to ease her discomfort. He sat with her as she ate her breakfast, thinking that she might need the extra attention after what they’d shared; the truth was that he needed it.

He was in no hurry to lose the bond they’d just formed. He wished he could just say fuck it and take her away somewhere, but he had to tie up all the loose ends before they could do that. He had an idea while she sat there playing with her butterflies
, as she ate her second helping of eggs and toast.

Taking
out his phone, he called his mother who was still away with her husband, and will be for the next two weeks. He hoped she didn’t have a heart attack when she saw it was him calling.

It was not like him to call her while she was traipsing around the globe, he usually left the calling to her at her convenience. But he had to share with her; besides if he didn’t
, she’d kill his ass.

“Stefan what’s wrong who’s hurt is it gramps we’ll take…”

“Mom, calm down, no one’s hurt I just wanted to ask you a favor.”

“Anything love; whew you scared me half to death.”

“I need you to plan my wedding.”

“You…WHAT…wait who when where? We’re coming home.”

“No you’re not, you’re going to stay and enjoy the rest of your holiday. I figure you can get started from over there, that’s what the net is for. Oh and mom, make sure there’re lots of butterflies and chocolates.”

“Butterflies.”
Her voice had gone whisper soft as she understood the significance. He had no intentions on sharing the fact that his Jenna could talk to her dead daughter; that might open a whole can of worms that he wasn’t ready for. Knowing his mother, there would be séances in his fucking house every other night. He answered as many of her questions as he could before hanging up.

“What’s the matter baby?” She was just staring at him with a look of longing on her face. He really shouldn’t laugh, he didn’t want to encourage her, but she was just so damn cute. And when she sighed and blushed he couldn’t resist pulling her to him for a kiss.

“Behave yourself, I have work to do, let’s go.” He figured she’d end up in his lap anyway, at least this way she would still have the reassurance women seemed to need after giving themselves to a man for the first time.

His guys were already hard at work when they walked in; gramps was chewing out someone on the phone. He walked to his desk and sat, making room for her on his lap, where she plopped herself down and proceeded to take over his computer.

“Did you guys get anywhere with this mess yet?” He was about done with the bullshit; he still didn’t know why anyone had put a hit out this woman, was it because of the expose` or was there something else going on? And who the fuck else was involved.

“We did find some stuff boss but it’s mostly like they were watching her every move. There’re ledgers and shit…I mean.” Garrett looked over at Jenna when he sad it but she was busy meddling in his shit. “Sorry boss, uh, they have extensive records on everything this woman did for the last two years. They know her routines, almost down to the last detail.

“Let me see that.” He looked over the sheets of paper and wondered why anyone would do the same shit every week like clockwork? Didn’t people know to change shit up for just this reason? They even knew what she had for breakfast for fuck sake. He could only shake his head.

“Come on card girl, I need to win some of my money back you little thief.” Gramps was done with his bitching on the phone. Jenna grinned at his teasing and started to hop off Andros’ leg. She turned her face up and puckered her lips for a kiss.

He pecked her once and hoped that was enough. He wasn’t too keen on an audience, and who knows what the fuck she would get up to. She seemed happy enough with her smooch and ran off to fleece gramps again the jackass.

“Okay guys we have to figure this thing out, we’ve only got a couple more days before the hit. I need to know what the hell this lady is into and who all she pissed off. No actually I need to know if she’s friend or foe.”

“Well, the info does say that she’s working on that expose`.”

“Yeah I know what it says but I don’t trust shit, especially where Jenna’s concerned.”

They went back to digging and he turned his attention to other matters. He still had to find her father and he wasn’t sure what to do about the sister in law and his ex assistant, but that would have to wait for now. He had business of his own that he hadn’t touched in a couple days.

Gramps for all that he’d griped about staying didn’t seem in any rush to leave now that the coast was relatively clear. That’s the thing about a complete hit, you didn’t leave anyone behind who actually gave a shit about the deceased; so you could move the fuck on with your life without looking over your shoulder.

Later that afternoon, after he’d settled an argument between Jenna and gramps because the idiot was into her for twenty large and was trying to renege and she wasn’t having it, Willie came into the office to fetch him.

“Sir that thing we spoke about is finished if you and the young lady would like to have a look.” He almost didn’t know what the other man was talking about until he remembered the conservatory. “Already?”

“Yes well, since the structure was already standing it was just a matter of running the mesh under the glass. Also I imposed upon them that you wanted it done immediately sir and, well, they were only too happy to oblige. The other delivery just arrived a few moments ago.”

He bet. Willie probably dropped his name a few hundred times and for some fucked up reason people tended to think he was difficult, so they went out of their way to do his bidding. All in all it was a good deal.

“You two done squabbling?” Jenna was grinning from air to air because he’d made gramps give her an IOU, and the old man was still grouching about his losses.

“Come Jenna I’ve got a surprise for you.” She clapped her hands together before grabbing her cage with one hand and dragging gramps with the other. She had a dilemma because she wanted to hold his hand but she’d used all of hers. He put his hand through her elbow and led his two charges from the room.

She loved it. Well if the wide-eyed wonder was anything to go by she did. She looked from the hundreds of butterflies flying around the room to the two in her cage and back. He could see her fighting with the decision, but in the end she asked him to open it.

“Angel free.” He kissed her little face and did as she asked. Just then a ray of sunshine shone through brighter than it had been and he had the fanciful thought that maybe it was his sister smiling with favor on him. He’d lost his fucking mind.

She seemed pretty content to sit in the conservatory with the butterflies for the rest of the day. He’d had the place fitted out for her every comfort, and he’d put a man inside on her with the usual guards around the perimeter at all times.

But every once in a while he’d go check on her. She seemed to be engrossed on each of those visits, so he left her alone.

  He got back to the business of trying to find the senator; it seems she was travelling around the country to build up support for her cause.

He couldn’t find anything incriminating on the almost sixty year old lawyer turned senator, so that should put her in the column of friendly. But she was a politician, and in his experience, they were all corrupt fucks, so he was treading carefully.

“She looks clean boss, can’t find shit on her except for some student march shit in college.”

“Uh-huh. Well I guess we’re gonna have to go to her then; but since she’s travelling all over the fucking place we’ll have to wait until she’s back at the target location.

Problem is we don’t know when the hit’s supposed to take place, day or night. Get eyes on her in the meantime, we’ll head in as soon as we know she’s there.”

“On it boss.”

He took care of some other shit that was waiting on him and then prepared to relax for at least the rest of the afternoon. It felt like he’d been going nonstop for the past three days.

So much had happened in such a short time he needed a breather, time to sit back and take it all in. His phone chimed and he smiled before he looked because he knew it was his girl.

She’d sent him a row of hearts. He took that to mean I love you, so he sent the words back to her. Her answer was a smiley face with a heart. He didn’t know where the fuck she was getting that stuff from, so he just kept writing out the words. ‘You okay baby?’ She sent him a thumbs up.

“Before I forget, what did we find out about the two sisters?”

“Oh get this boss, Petridis’ wife was taken down in the hit on Junior; apparently she was putting in overtime with the boss’ son.”

“Damn, didn’t they just do her husband?” It’s a sick fucking world.

As if he didn’t have enough to worry about, he started worrying about why she hadn’t asked for her mom. Usually his treasures were creatures of habit, but she didn’t seem to have too many set wants.

Except for her shows, her games and chocolate, she seemed pretty comfortable doing whatever. It made him wonder how many fucking shoot-outs and shit she’d been around. Better not go there, he’d killed practically everyone involved already, finding out now that there was even more shit that he needed to avenge her for would only make him crazy since the enemy had already been obliterated. Well, except for the parents.

“What about the bitch that was here?” It still galled him that she’d gotten so close; he ought to kill her just on principle. He didn’t like knowing that he’d been so lax. It goes to show how uninvolved and disassociated he’d become over the years.

Looking back on some of the risks he’d taken, he knew he was on a collision course with danger. Now with Jenna in his life he had to change all that. Now he wanted to live for a long fucking time, which meant changes, lots of changes.

“She’s still in her place; you want us to grab her?”

“Nah, if there’s a need I know where she is.” He hadn’t found anything that would justify ending her; she hadn’t given them anything in the two years she’d worked for him, because he’d never given her anything to share. It must’ve been very frustrating on their end. It looked like all he really had left on his plate was the senator and then he could get down to the business of spoiling his wife.