I tried to detach myself, to not feel the pull of her pussy, or the way my heart beat rapidly at being this close to her again. I refused to kiss her even though I knew how much she likes that. Instead I licked the spilt milk from her chest and sucked her tits until I’d had my fill while her pussy tried to pull the cum from my balls as she came a fuck load on my cock. I could get used to the taste of her, better leave some for my daughter though.
Just for spite, I stopped moving and glared down at her when her pussy stopped quivering around my dick. “That was a freebie, you don’t need to enjoy this to give me a kid.” Her eyes opened wide and she tried turning her face away. “Oh no you don’t, look at me.” I waited until her eyes were on mine and fucked my way to an orgasm, making sure not to hit her spot or go anywhere near her clit. I dripped every last drop inside her before pulling out. “Don’t move.” I found a sheet and tore it in strips. When she saw me coming she tried rolling off the bed. I grabbed her and pulled her back, straddling her with my thighs, and holding her hands pinned to the bed.
“If you fight me, the deal’s off. I will find a way to get you out of here safely and that would be the end of it.” She held still but the look she gave me told me all I needed to know. “You mad? You can lay here and think about what the fuck you did.” I tied her down and got off the bed, suddenly disgusted with the whole fucking situation.
“You can’t leave me here tied to your bed Zachary.”
“Until your ass is bred, that’s exactly where the fuck you’ll stay.” So what I’d lost my fucking mind, people ought not to fuck with a SEAL, we’ve got ways and means. “And just in case you’re thinking one of the others will come to your rescue, think again.” I was planning on keeping everyone away from here for the weekend at least, after that we’d see.
She started to argue so I walked back over to the bed and stood over her. “Keep your voice down, I don’t want my kid knowing about any of this shit.” Her eyes were spitting fire but she had the good sense to keep her mouth shit. I didn’t like the fact that seeing her tied up and spread out for my pleasure made my dick weep. I wanted this shit to be about planting my son in her and nothing more. I’m pretty sure Zakira had been made in love, and look where that shit got me, apparently it didn’t matter.
“You look tired why don’t you take a nap.” I moved away again but she seemed like she was in the mood to argue. She really didn’t get it. “You know you can’t get away with this Zak, what do you hope to achieve? You can’t keep me here forever.” That’s what she thinks.
“If you open your mouth to me again, I’ll shove my dick in it, I don’t wanna hear shit you have to say.” I pulled the sheet up over her nakedness so my daughter won’t see it if she woke up, and headed out of the room.
***
I went about my day same as usual with one ear pricked for my daughter’s cries when she woke up. I’d bought one of those high-powered monitors that allowed me to leave the house and still hear her. I knew today we were gonna go through the last of the old man’s papers and finish deciphering the code in the ledger. We still had a business to run and had no intentions on hiding out from these assholes. We just needed to make sure that the place was secure enough for the women and now my daughter.
Everything seemed to be coming at us all at once, and for men who were accustomed to getting answers, it was a pain in the ass to be playing the waiting game. We still didn’t know who had told these guys that we were onto them, or that we had been the ones to move the money.
The Rosalind woman as well as Robert swore that they weren’t the ones who’d talked, so that still left a dangling string. Try as we might we hadn’t been able to come up with an answer to that question, short of the place being bugged which we knew wasn’t possible.
Shit was taking long because we had to piece everything together. So far the best leads we had was whatever the commander had left for us, but that wasn’t enough. We could go after the family there were ways to that, but with what? All we had were speculations, no real hard evidence. And as much as we were all convinced of their guilt, that wasn’t enough to even get an arrest. For me, with my kid now caught in the middle, it was simple. Find out what they knew and whose strings they were pulling, and take the fuckers out.
“Where’s Nessa?” Quinn met me halfway across the yard.
“She’s taking a nap.” I was going to be fielding that question a lot in the next few days. He gave me a disbelieving look but didn’t take it any farther. “Where are the others?” I didn’t see the guys, usually on a Saturday we’d be puttering around doing lazy day shit, but since this shit had started we hadn’t had too many of those.