The one with the heavy accent turned to Walker and said in English, “Maybe, if she’s a good girl, we’ll give you your exciting honeymoon after all.”
“I don’t know. I think being kidnapped by gangsters is plenty exciting,” Walker replied. “But I do appreciate the thought.”
“They’re considerate gangsters,” Nadia chirped in. “But we’re still going to be so late for our wedding. Where are you taking us anyway? Maybe you could drop us off when this is over because we already paid for the reception.”
The man turned to Walker. “Is she always like this?”
“As long as I’ve known her,” he replied.
Nadia decided she really liked this Walker. He was quick and witty. And if he looked as good without his clothes as he did with them, shewouldtake him prisoner and have her way with him.
Quick on one’s feet was good in her world. They were going to some place, probably where Dr. Kantor was and two things could happen.
One, Dr. Kantor showed up to persuade her. Nadine had said they had only spoken half a dozen times, but surely the man would know there was something wrong, even with her concocted story about getting married. They might be twins, but her sister’s voice, although similar sounding on the phone, had different inflections in the way she spoke.
Two, Dr. Kantor had done his job and she would be interviewed by someone higher than these goons. Maybe this Vadim they just mentioned.
With Kantor, there would another round of trying to get someone to go along with her ruse. With Vadim, it would be direct and she could find out about who the hell these people were a lot faster. There wouldn’t be much chance of bloodshed until after the talk about what exactly Vadim wanted. By then, her obstinate sister should have calmed down enough to follow her instructions and call the number she’d left her. Meanwhile, she just had to play smart and negotiate to give herself time to get ready.
She slid Walker a sideways glance. So, would this stranger be a Honey Bun Bun or a Sexy Beast when it came to real action? Mmm, she preferred Sexy Beast showing up for that. She hoped so. She must try to find out more about him before everything went boom.
* * *
“Bossman.”
“Oh-oh. Calling me that while you’re fisting my cock means you’re up to no good,” Jared said, eyes closed. “We’re supposed to take a quick nap, remember?”
“It’s almost feeding time, anyway. I need a little snack first.”
The hand between his legs moved suggestively. It was a wonder he could still get an erection. They’d been fucking like bunnies the last twelve hours.
Post-partum lust, Sugar called it.
He was enjoying it, whatever it was. He was enjoying everything right now—his wife, his new baby, his family-time mini honeymoon. Parker and Lexi had rented this little cottage for them as a gift.
“Yeah, but you want something besides a snack,” he said wryly. “You’re playing dirty.”
Sugar’s hand slid up and down his hard cock, slowly drawing out his pleasure. Darn woman was deliberately torturing him, sliding a thumb just under but not touching the throbbing head of his penis. He ached for his wife, ached to get on top of her and slide into her wet sheath.
“You like it,” Sugar said.
She moved, her womanly curves brushing his tantalizingly, and he felt her hot breath against his already heated hard-on. Still, he didn’t open his eyes, imagining that mouth so near where he wanted.
“What do you want, Baby Cakes?” He asked, trying not to push up.
“Well...” A lick. God. “Just. I’m. Curious.” A long, mind-blowing wet lick from his balls to the tip.
Pause. Damn it. She was mean.
“Of?” He probed, trying to think what exactly was his woman after now. “I thought I satisfied your curiosity about my sexual prowess by now.”
“It’s about that call.” Ahhhhhh. Inside that sexy mouth. Hot. Damn wet and hot. “From Rookie.”
“Do you mind if we don’t discuss about another man while my cock is in your mouth?”
“Okay.”
She sucked on him and he strained up, wanting more. Her tongue swirled around, teasing and driving him a bit crazy. She sucked harder and then released his erection with a small pop.
