“Yeah, I remember.”
“Right, so I never untapped it. I just didn’t go into his shit since we didn’t need to. Figured it was for the best. In case we needed to get back in at some point. Well, Russell made another call to that burner phone I told you about earlier. I was able to not only track the number this time, but listen in to the conversation. Russell was talking to someone at Landry Oil. They talked about a job Russell needed to be at tomorrow. It wasn’t much, but they spoke of the time and location. Said the boss would be at the site.”
“Did they specifically say Landry Oil?” I didn’t like the fact that Landry Oil is being brought up. More than that, I didn’t like the fact that suddenly Russell Cain, who can’t keep a job, is now working for the same oil mongers who were after the ranch.
“Yeah, they mentioned this was a big job site that belongs to Landry Oil. Guy stated Russell best not act like some stupid fuck while on site in front of the boss so he wouldn’t get his ass canned,” Dread mutters.
“You looked into his employment record, so how the hell did they hire him and we not find it in the search?”
“Don’t know. The whole thing sounds fishy to me. It doesn’t sit well on my gut, considering, but you know how some of these companies are. They’ll hire under the table to avoid having to pay out the ass on taxes and insurance. More than that, they can pay less than what they’d typically pay those who aren’t under the table.”
I had to agree with Dread, but I didn’t like it. Russell working under the table, I get, the guy was a deadbeat. He couldn’t hold down a job for more than a few months at a time, at best.
“I want you to look deeper into Landry Oil,” I tell him. “If they hired him under the table, I want to know what else they’re up to.”
“Already on it, VP.” That’s one thing about the man. He was always one step ahead when it came to things like this.
“Good. Call me if you find anything.”
“Will do.”
Disconnecting, I shove the phone in my pocket and head to the barn to find my woman. It was time to get her and her bag back to the house. I wanted her alone and away from the rest of the world for a while.
Mostly, I just wanted my sweet little mouse all to myself. Where I could sink inside her and feel how good she is while forgetting about everything else in the world for a while.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Della
“That’s it, little mouse, take my cock, fuckin’ ride it,” Shadow groans. His words light my body on fire as they do every time he’s inside me.
I do as he tells me and ride him, grinding and rotating my hips, taking him deeper with each time I lower myself. Shadow’s hands at my hips don’t guide my movements as they can, but I knew when he was ready, he’d use them to slam me down on him while he thrusted up into me. That is, unless he flips our positions. He’s done both before, many times. Though I’d never complain. I love how Shadow handles me in the bed and out.
It’s heaven in the most pleasurable way possible.
“Tyler,” I gasp, feeling the building need to come starting to climb, I quicken my movements searching for.
“Touch yourself, baby,” Shadow orders, eyes locked on my body, watching me closely.
I obey his command, one hand moving between my legs, stroking my clit. I pinch one of my nipples with the other. I throw my head back, grind down on Shadow’s shaft, and come, moaning my pleasure.
“Fucking sexy, Della,” he growls. His grip tightening at my hips as he comes up, flips us, and drills himself inside me with a pounding force that turns my moans to cries as I keep playing with myself.
The intensity of my release grows with his thrusts. There’s nothing better than watching him chase after his own orgasm. His breathing becomes ragged, and his muscles tense under my fingertips. I can feel every inch of him pulsing inside me as he gets closer to the edge.
“Fuck, little mouse,” he pants against my neck, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “You feel so goddamn good.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, and moan my agreement, “Yes. So good. Come inside me, Tyler.”
He growls, a sound so primal it causes me to clench around him tighter. With three more powerful thrusts, he stiffens above me, his release triggering another wave of pleasure that crashes through me unexpectedly.
“Della,” he growls and buries his face in my hair as he empties himself inside my pussy.
For a few moments, we stay connected, our heartbeats gradually slowing as we catch our breath.
Shadow’s weight on top of me is comforting, grounding me as I lie beneath him, absorbing all that is him. With him there’s not doubt that I’m safe to be who I am. I can bask in the afterglow of our lovemaking. It didn’t matter if it was hard and rough, sweet and slow, with him, no matter how he takes me, he was making love to me, just as I did with him.
I run my fingers through his hair, damp with sweat, and press a kiss to his temple. His skin tastes salty against my lips. ”You’re incredible,” I whisper, my voice still raspy from crying out.
