Suddenly, I freeze. “I-I’ve never done that,” I remind him in a small voice. He doesn’t stop his teasing. He continues to push the tip of his cock in and out of me, making me want to touch myself.
“I know,” he says in a whisper. Kissing the back of my neck, since my hair is still pulled up in a bun. “You’re safe here with me and I want you to make yourself feel good.” He enters deeper and we both moan. “Lay your shoulders on the bed with your cheek to the side. It will be easier that way.”
Taking a few deep breaths, I take my right hand and put it between me and the mattress. I’m not sure what to do with my left arm, so I bend it and place it above my head.
“Yes, just like that. So perfect. You’re doing so good, treasure.”
I practically purr under his praise as he rubs his hand from the top to the bottom of my spine. He continues to rock into me with shallow thrusts. Glancing at him over my shoulder, I can tell by the look on his face that he’s on edge and ready to come, but he’s not rushing me. I wish I could put into words how much his patience means to me.
Spreading my legs a little more, he moans when it causes him to slide in further than he probably intended. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, trying to hide my smile, loving that I have the same effect on him that he has on me. Maybe one day when I’m a lot more confident, I can be a bit more bratty and see where that leads. I sure as hell won’t be anything like that bitch Josie.
“Fuck, Olivia. You feel so good. I never thought…” He doesn’t finish his sentence and I’m too far gone to ask him to finish. I rubmy hand down my inner thigh, wetness coating it. The Liv from six months ago would be embarrassed, but I continue on. “Come on, baby,” Victor whispers.
Nerves settle in my stomach, so I take a long breath before placing my middle finger on my clit and circle it once, then twice. After the second circle, Victor slams into me hitting my g-spot, causing me to cry out as an orgasm so intense hits me I see stars. I claw at the duvet as Victor thrusts into me, chasing his orgasm. He comes with a shout and I swear I black out for a moment.
The next thing I know, I’m being carried into the bathroom again. Victor starts the shower, then quickly rinses off our sweat and cum. I’m barely lucid, but he doesn’t reprimand me. He keeps his voice and touches soft. After he dries us off, he picks me up and carries me back to bed. Pulling me until I’m practically on top of his chest, I fall asleep to the soothing thud of his heartbeat.
Chapter fifty-eight
Victor
“Valentine,” I answer on the first ring.
“This is Julian.”
I lean back in my office chair, staring at the reports on my desk. An uneasy feeling settles in my gut that I can’t quite place.
“Hey, Julian. How are things going?” I ask to be polite, but I want to get down to business.
“Doing good. Though I’m considering murdering my brother.” I hear Connor say something in the background. “I am against murder if the person’s name isn’t Connor,” Julian says. A door shuts in the background. “I can’t wait until he’s released to do physical activity. He is getting on my last fucking nerve.” I chuckle and shake my head. “I was calling to see if you and Liv are available to come over tomorrow afternoon. Bailey and Imoved into our new office building. It still needs some work, but it’s a big enough space for all of us to meet.”
I’m already nodding before he finishes. “I’ll double check with Olivia, but yes, I’m sure we’ll be able to make it. We’ll stop by as soon as she gets off work,” I tell him. As soon as I hang up with him, my phone is ringing again. Leo’s name pops up on my phone. “What’s going on, Leo?” I begin stacking my papers.
“He’s staying at that house again,” he says.
The hair on the back of my neck stands on end. “I knew he didn’t sell that house.”
After what Lincoln and Ansley said at Connor’s house, it made me think about the house Donovan and Margaret would stay in when they would come up here. I’m sure that’s when he first started putting feelers out for this town. There was a house he bought on the lake that Margaret and Olivia loved.
They’d go to the lake while Donovan would do god knows what. I asked him about that house once during one of our lunches and he said he sold it. The hurt in Olivia’s eyes was evident, but she never said anything. I wonder if he knew Lincoln and Ansley’s parents. If he did use them, then when they either decided they couldn’t do it anymore or they were no longer useful, he probably got rid of them.
“Alright, Leo. Thanks for finding out. Did you see anything else?” I stand from my chair and put the papers in their appropriate place.
“There’s a woman he’s been talking to a lot. She used to have blonde hair, but she recently dyed it red. I don’t recognize her, but I’ll keep digging.”
After hanging up with Leo, I’m tempted to go get a drink, but I want to be alert just in case Olivia calls me. There’s a knock on my office door, so I answer it since I’m standing right in front of it. Malachi is standing there and he looks pissed.
“What’s going on?” I ask him as I hold the door open for him to come in.
“Do you know who Alice Brighton is?” he practically spits. I rack my brain. The name Brighton sounds familiar.
“No. Should I?” I stand by the door as he stalks back and forth in front of my desk. He clenches and unclenches his hands.
“She’s in bed with Donovan. Not literally.” He pauses. “Fuck, maybe literally. The girls he’s getting off the streets? He works with her and takes them to some fucking auction to sell them there against their will.” He scowls, the tendons in his neck protruding.
“At an auction?” Bec said Donovan’s guys tried to take her.Was she going to be taken to an auction? Does she know anything about that?“Do you know where these auctions are held?”
He shakes his head. “They’re put on by some secret society. I just found out and came straight here. One of The Outsiders was involved.” He sits on the couch in my office, puts his elbows on his knees, and places his head in his hands. My heart sinks.
