“Are you being a creeper?” she whispers, her voice heavy with sleep, and I smile. I fucking smile at my girl. She doesn’t open her eyes, but the softness of her words feathers over my chest.
“For you,” I tell her. “Always.”
A small smile graces those pretty lips, and as much as I want to wake her up fully, fuck her into oblivion, I shouldn’t. We have a long day ahead of us, and the drive down to New Orleans is going to be tiring. Once there, we’ll make our way to the hotel and make sure we’re all in position before making our attack on the convent.
I’m not sure where Lorenzo will be, or even if he’s at the church. But one way or another, we’re saving those girls tomorrow.
It’s going to be late by the time we get there, and I think it would be best if we plan our attack in the early hours of the morning when everyone is still asleep. I’m hoping it will have people slower to react, rather than while they’re working, which will give them time to escape through the fence, or head to hiding spots we may not find.
I feel Scarlett’s body relax once more and her breathing evens out. She’s asleep. I settle back and close my eyes, praying sleep will steal me, even if it’s for a couple of hours.
“It’s so hot,” Scarlett says from beside me.
Even in the air-conditioned car, the heat is stifling. “It is, but we’ll be there soon.”
We’ve been on the road for most of the day. To avoid driving in convoy, we each headed out at different times. Darius is in the car in front of us, while Kahn and the team will be coming through an hour later. At first, we wanted to all leave together, but it would be too conspicuous, and we need to fly under the radar until we walk through those church doors.
Alex is flying in, so he’ll be waiting at the hotel for us, and I’m almost certain he’s told his brother to be there too. Atreo runs on his own rules, much like my brother, so who knows if he’ll show up. However, with the promise of blood being spilled, I don’t doubt he’ll be there.
I’m anxious.
I need this to go well. We have to get those girls out, kill Lorenzo, and find out if there are any others working for him. If we can get confessions from some of the girls, perhaps even names, it would be helpful. And most of all, I pray Kahn can find his sister.
“You’re a good man,” Scarlett says from beside me, causing me to glance down at her. “You are,” she insists when I arch a brow at her.
“You see things through rose-colored glasses, little red,” I tell her, but there is a smile playing at my lips, showing her that I love having her tell me how I wish I could be. Even though I don’t agree with how she sees me. That’s why Darius’s feelings for her had grown, she’s alluring, magnetic.
“No, I don’t.” This time, she pouts, and my dick jolts with approval and seeing those plump lips purse. The memory of our shower last night springs into my mind and I can’t stop the groan of need that rumbles in my chest.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to fuck your mouth right here in the back of the car while our driver watches,” I threaten, earning me a dick-jolting gasp. Her mouth falls open, but she quickly shuts it. “Don’t act like you’re shocked at my words. You should be used to them by now.”
“Oh, I am, Mr. Shaw,” she taunts in a low tone, while running her nail along the length of my tie, before dropping to my crotch where she teases my now hardening cock through the material. “I just didn’t expect you to need release so quickly after last night,” Scarlett whispers. The last two words are a breathy sigh, before I grip her hips and drag her over my lap to straddle me.
I make quick work of bunching up the long red dress to Scarlett’s hips, and I push away her flimsy panties before dipping my fingers into her sopping cunt. “No more panties in the car on any of our future trips. They get in my way when I want to do this,” I tell her while pumping two digits into her tight heat. The warmth of her pulses around me, and I need to be inside her.
Scarlett sees the need in my eyes and undoes my belt, tugs my zipper down, before she takes out my cock, and slowly lifts herself over my shaft. As she slinks down my cock, my eyes roll back in my head as pleasure zips through me like an electric current.