“Why can’t you tell me now?”
He shakes his head. “Now’s not the time.”
“When will be the time?” I question him.
“I’m not sure exactly. But soon. Just try to keep an open mind, and remember things aren’t always as they appear. It’s all I can say about it.”
If I wasn’t so emotionally exhausted and physically drained, I’d try to coerce more information out of him. I like him like this, open and affectionate. I like the Dom too. I’m beginning to realize I’m fond of all of Kayne’s sides, which I know is a dangerous thing. He kidnapped me; he keeps me on a leash and collared like a puppy. I’m his to control and more and more, I’m acclimating to this lifestyle.
“Okay,” I acquiesce.
“Good. Can you get up and take a shower?”
“Jett usually puts me in the bath after one of your punishings.”
Kayne shoots me a twisted look. “One of my punishings? Is that how you see sex with me?”
“Sometimes.” I shrug demurely.
All the time.
Kayne smiles boldly. “Good. Because no one will ever give it to you as good as me.”
On some deep elemental level, I know it’s the truth.
Kayne gets up and walks into the bathroom butt naked, and I hear him run the tub. A few minutes later the smell of eucalyptus drifts into the bedroom.
He comes back once the water stops running.
“Can you get up?” He holds out a hand.
I sit up, and every fiber of my being protests, especially the ones between my knees.
Kayne must see the agony on my face, because he scoops me up without a word and carries me into the bathroom. He steps into the tub and submerges both of us into the steaming hot water.
“Ah.” It feels like I’m being pelted with stones as the water works to relax my exploited muscles. Kayne leans me against his chest, wrapping me up in his strong arms. I liquefy.
“Who do you belong to, Ellie?” He kisses my temple, the two of us immersed in overflowing bubbles.
“You, Kayne.”
ALL I CAN THINK ABOUTis Ellie’s ass.
And how she felt in my arms this morning. I pick at my bottom lip mindlessly as I fantasize about her. Her toned body, her sultry green eyes, her sexy smirk, her wet fucking ...
“Kayne.”Jett waves his hand in front of my face. “Hello, Kayne. Can you please stop daydreaming?”
I’m trying, but Ellie seems to be all I can think about. She’s invaded my life like a force I never saw coming. I want to keep her more than anything. But after all this? After everything I’ve put her through? A life without her is a fate worse than death. Which is a strong possibility, too, if everything gets fucked up.
“Javier is up to something. We should have heard from El Rey by now. There should be meetings set up. A drop point. Accounts established. None of that has happened. It’s been a month.” Jett paces in front of my desk.
“It hasn’t gone unnoticed,” I inform him.
El Rey,The King, is one of largest drug kingpins in the world. He is notorious for being a ghost and responsible for over fifty percent of the cocaine and heroin smuggled into the US. Javier is his right-hand man and our only line to meeting him face to face.
“Well what the fuck should we do? Endeavor is breathing down my neck. They know El Rey is within reach.”
“Tell Endeavor to cool their jets. There’s nothing we can do but wait. If we make the wrong move our cover will be blown and years of hard work will be worth shit.” Jett huffs. He knows I’m right. Situations like these are dangerous and deadly and need to be handled with delicate care.
