I didn’t let my brain dwell on the fact he’d done this with other guys. It wasn’t that I wanted a virgin, but thinking about how many men may have enjoyed the same sexy lap dance I was getting had me wishing I didn’t know anything about Sean’s history.
He stopped and touched my cheeks. “Hey, where are you?”
I opened my eyes to see his brow drawn in concern. “I’m sorry, baby. It feels incredible. I’m trying not to make the ride too short.” It was as good a lie as I could come up with, considering most of the blood in my body had pooled in one specific place.
Sean leaned forward and kissed my lips, sliding his tongue over the seam before I opened and accepted him inside. I put my hands on his hips and planted my foot and the stump on the bed to get some leverage.
We began moving in opposite directions, both of us moaning into each other’s mouths. Fuck if it didn’t feel like heaven.
Finally, I couldn’t take the slow movements, so I began thrusting up harder as I grasped his throbbing cock and stroked him.
“Fuck, yes.” He began moving faster, and I got lost in the sensation, my brain shutting down completely. I’d never been with anyone who could bring me so much pleasure that I couldn’t form a coherent thought. I was consumed with what Sean was doing, and when he reached around and caressed my balls, I groaned loudly.
I needed more, so I flipped him onto his back and began pounding him into the fucking mattress. “You’re mine.” It came from nowhere, but I meant it with everything inside me.
“God, I want to be yours. I want you more than anything. Fuck me harder, Jeri. I want to feel you for days.”
I lifted his ass to rest on my thighs and looked down to where we were joined. I would own that hole. He’d never want another man but me. I’d make damn sure to keep him satisfied. He’d know he had someone who loved him more than anything.
The tingle began deep in my balls. “Oh, fuck. I’m gonna...”
“Me too.” His cock warmed in my hand and shots of cum covered my hand and his belly. It was so fucking sexy to see him come undone, I couldn’t stop myself. I filled the condom inside him and collapsed on his firm body, breathing hard.
I glanced up to see his perfect red hair slick with sweat. His drunken smile told me he was perfectly wrecked. I’d never been prouder of myself.
We ordered Chinese takeout, and I went downstairs to pick it up when the delivery app chimed that it was on its way. I started to walk out without my gun, but something told me it was a bad idea.
I stepped out of the door in my boots, jeans, and with my western shirt untucked. A thought occurred to me so I opened it again. “Baby, lock this and don’t open it until I text you that it’s me at the door. Can you get my phone from the counter?”
Sean picked up my phone and brought it to me, giving me a sweet kiss. “Yes, boss.”
I reached around and gave his sexy naked ass a pat. “See that you do. Stay like that. I love looking at you.”
Considering everything going on, I decided to get off on the second floor to take the stairs down. The whole thing gave me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Why the fuck weren’t they coming to Sean’s condo? It wasn’t that fucking hard to find out where a high-powered lobbyist lived in Washington, DC.
When the elevator stopped, I got off and walked down the hall to the stairwell. I called the front desk, and the phone rang. I could hear the ringing up the stairwell as I lightly made my way down.
I glanced through the window, but I couldn’t see anything. I listened, but it was perfectly quiet. My training told me not to go out that door. It might be a trap, so I took the stairs down to the garage and called Sean.
“Are they giving you shit about the order? I paid on the app.”
“Sean, baby, get some clothes on and get in the service elevator. Go to the second floor. I’m in the stairwell. Hurry, baby. Leave the phone on.”
I stepped out of the stairwell and took off my boot to hold the door open for him so he didn’t make a sound. I dropped to the floor and commando-crawled to the open railing that lookeddown onto the lobby. I wished to fuck I had my Mossberg and a scope.
Footsteps on the tile floor below caught my attention. I slid up the pony wall and glanced over the top to see that Adriana was behind the desk, her mouth covered with tape and her hands zip-tied behind the back of the rolling chair.
Ralph was on his back behind the desk as a white-haired guy kneeled on his chest. Blood covered Ralph’s face, and he wore a terrified expression. “Tell me which unit is Sean Fitzpatrick’s. I’ll fuckin’ kill her if you don’t,” the guy snarled, aiming a gun at Adriana.
“Psst!” I glanced over to see that Sean had come down the stairs and out into the hallway. I motioned for him to get down on the floor, and he did, quickly, crawling to where I was crouched. I couldn’t take a chance that they would figure out which apartment was his and get to him while I was on the second floor.
“What’s going on?” Sean whispered into my ear.
“They’re here looking for you. Go back to the stairwell. Don’t go downstairs because I have no idea how many are here and some might be staking out the garage. Close the door and call the police.”
“I’m not leaving you out here alone. I just found you, Jericho.” The whispered tremble of his voice touched me.
“And I just found you and won’t let anyone hurt you. We can’t plan a future together if you get hurt. Now, go.” Thankfully, Sean did as I asked, gently closing the door.
