“Junior or Senior?” Story questioned, looking right at me.
“Junior, why? What you thinking?”
“Nothing yet, but Harold Prescott controlled Chavez and his family. I don’t leave anything to chance. His son took over, and he was a bit of a rebel, but that doesn’t mean he’s not connected to Prescott, just like his dad. Too many connections, and for them to be coming for the two of you, it might be bigger than them just trying to take down Chavez. Let’s just give it a minute before we make any moves.”
“Fuck all that. He came for Sophie and she’s carrying my kid. He’s gonna pay for that shit,” I said, making sure Story understood there was no compromise.
“My daughter and grandchild. That’s already understood, but I don’t want you two where I just left. Whether you pull the trigger or I do, blood will be shed. We will just do it the right way.”
I grinned and nodded. “Damn, I missed yo’ ass. We about to light this muthafucking city up.”
Story chuckled and nodded. “Troop, you good?”
I was a patient man with most things, but wanting to take Prescott’s life was a storm I would have to work to calm. I wanted him dead but I valued my freedom. I wasn’t about to make a mistake that could take me away from Sophie and our child.
“I’m good.”
“Aight then, we’ll talk. I need to pay that muthafucker a visit though.” Story wore a smug grin which I could read easily. He wanted Prescott to sweat before his life expired. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to see my daughter. Your selfish ass is gonna have to get used to sharing Troop. I got a lot of time to make up for.”
I laughed and nodded.
“You good.”
“Fuck you mean I’m good? I know I am.”
This time we both laughed. He was home and I was damn sure happy about that. I just knew there would be a few people who weren’t and I couldn’t wait until they found out. William Prescott was first on that list. I had a feeling he wasn’t going to be pleased about seeing either of us.
Chapter 47
Maddie
“Oh fuck, please wait,” I begged, but Carlos wouldn’t let up. His hand circled my neck as he repeatedly hit me deep from behind. I had been running the entire time and now my chest was pressed against his leather headboard and I had nowhere to go.
All I could do was accept the punishment he was putting my body through.
“Wait for what, Maddie? Shit, just cum for me.”
Before I could say anything else, he started hitting me deep and aggressively while his teeth sank into my shoulder. One hand firmly gripped my neck while he had the other pressed against the headboard to brace himself.
I stopped fighting it and gave in. My teeth pierced my lip in a failed attempt to gain some kind of control over the wave of ecstasy rushing through my body. I came so hard every ounce of energy I had left my body. I was already on empty since we had been at this for the past hour.
What made it worse was it had started the night before, then I woke up with his head between my legs. Now here we were, sweating and grunting an hour later.
“Shit, gotdamn,” Carlos yelled before I felt his teeth grip my neck again. I swore on everything he’d drawn blood because it hurt like hell.
Seconds later, his body pressed mine further into his headboard, which only lasted for a minute before I was yanked by my waist toward the bed, where I landed on him.
“Fuck, man. I can’t take it. You’re gon’ fuck around and kill my ass. That pussy so gotdamn lethal.”
“You’re so dramatic.”
I grinned and adjusted my body so I was on top of Carlos, my body wedged between his legs and my head resting on his chest. He squirmed a little, sliding his hand between us to adjust himself. Even semi hard, I still felt the pressure of his erection pressed against my stomach.
That was one thing I both loved and hated about him. Carlos would put most men to shame if they had to compare. He was definitely not lacking in that department and it took some getting used to. Especially on days like this when he was rough and aggressive. I still felt him inside me, even though he clearly wasn’t. My body was sore and my center throbbed.
“It’s not lethal.”
He lifted his head and smirked. “How the fuck you know?”
