Page 17 of Rory's Last Act


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I suck on her nipple with enough force to mark her. Running my fingers through her lips once more, before pushing two fingers into her pussy. I thrust them in and out, my thumb rubbing her clit and my mouth sucking and biting her nipple. Her body shakes, and her legs tighten around my arm. She arches her back, and she moans between breaths.

“Oh, God, Rory…Oh.” I let go of her wrists, and grab her other breast, twisting and pulling her nipple. Just as I feel her about to come, I move down to her pussy, clamping my lips around it just as she cries out in release. Her cum coating my tongue and my throat as I drink and lap at her juices. Loving the taste of her.

My mouth still around her pussy, I look up. Her head is tipped back, and she’s gripped both of her breasts and squeezes them so tightly it has to hurt.

I pull my fingers out of her pussy and place them into my mouth licking her come off them while I give her a few seconds to catch her breath.

I’m already hard again, I reach over grabbing a wrap and ripping the foil and sliding it over my hard cock.

Before she has a chance to fully recover, I climb over her, position myself and then slam my cock into her.

She cries out in pleasure, her legs instantly wrap around me, gripping and pulling me into her. Her hands grabbing at my shoulders, digging her nails in as I pull almost all the way out then slam back into her.

And that’s where I spend the next day and half buried inside Nora.

Chapter 13

I’ve been back in New York for almost a week, and I hate to say it but I fucking miss Nora. I tried to convince her to come back with me for a few days, but she has to work.

I’d said I’d cover her bills, so she didn’t need to worry about them. But she’s too damn proud to let anyone help her, she’s never in her life asked for help from anyone. She’s made it to where she is now, because of how hard she’s always worked.

Shaking Nora from my thoughts I focus back on Halliwell. “What have you got for me then?”

He looks up from his laptop, and I notice how tired the guy looks. “Are you good?”

“Yeah Rory, I’m good. It’s been a long week, had a few cases that weren’t as easy as I’d hoped…”

“You win?”

He rolls his eyes at me, and shakes his head. “Did you seriously just ask me that? Of course, I won…what do you take me for, an amateur?”

My laugh echoes around the room, it’s good that he knows me and doesn’t take offence.

“So, I have the evidence you requested to prove that the O’Malley’s and the Doyle’s have moved into trafficking, it’s all on that flash drive there.”

“Thanks…I can’t believe those fuckers went behind the treaty and moved into skin…there will be hell to pay when the clans and syndicates back home find out.”

“Rory…wait, there’s more…”

I look at him, narrowing my eyes. “I’m not going to like this am I?”

He gives me a small shake of the head. “Nope…on that same flash drive you will find your Uncle Michael in footage three years after he is supposed to have been killed, I wasn’t sure it was him at first, but the more I looked, the more images I found. He thought he was being careful, I guess they all did, given the meetings he’s attending in those images and videos are auctions…”

“Son-of-a-bitch.” I stand and pace the office, my hands gripping my hair. I can’t believe the fucker faked his own death, I mean at least we get to kill the prick now, but still…how the fuck could he do this.

“Can you prove he’s a Russo?”

“I’m still working on that. But there is more…Liam knew he was alive, he’s in a number of the images taken.”

I stand in the middle of the office, I feel sick. ”Are you serious?”

“Rory, I’m gonna need you to stop cutting me off and let me finish I have more to tell you, and it just gets worse.”

“For fucks sake…ok, I’m listening.”

He waits a minute to see if I’m going to sit, but I don’t think I can, not yet anyway.

“I have traced some footage of Liam and Michael meeting up with a man in a casino about six months ago, after doing some digging I have that man’s identity, along with call records, emails and text messages between the three of them…the man in the image is Bella’s father…the content of the emails and text messages clearly indicate that her father is to worm his way back into her life, and try and separate her from Killian. The only thing her father has asked for is her fortune to be transferred to him.”