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I quickly dressed then left to knock on the door to Roman’s room.

He yanked the door open with a snarl. “Oh. It’s you.”

I flushed. “Did you by chance meet a woman in the hall?”

Roman leaned against the door frame and shot me a smirk. “Yeah, earlier.”

I waited for him to tell me more, but he didn’t. Frustrated I prodded, “Where the fuck did she go?”

“Oh, I gave her my room key.” He turned and walked back into the suite, throwing over his shoulder, “She was in a rush and didn’t want to wake you.”

I moved so fast that he didn’t see me coming. I pushed his little snarky ass against the wall. “Why didn’t you wake me up when she tried to leave?”

He frowned, “That wasn’t in my job description. Besides, isn’t that what she’s supposed to do?”

I groaned at the painful throbbing in my head and reminded myself that he’s just a kid. “What does that even mean?”

Roman shrugged, “My mother was a whore, and that’s what she did after every john. What’s the saying? You pay them to leave?” His eyes suddenly widened and he smiled. “Oh shit. Did she steal something? Want me to go beat her down?”

I wanted to snap his scrawny neck. “Consider this an addition to your job. Not only will you help me find this woman, but if you ever catch her trying to run from me again, you will make sure she stays put on pain of death. Are we clear?”

He gulped. “Crystal.”

Good. Not so brave and mouthy now. This kid would learn. Whether he chose to learn the easy way or the hard way was all up to him.

I stepped away from him. While the sight of him cowed against the wall was deplorable, it had to be done. This was not a movie. I was not some gentleman or philanthropist looking to rescue some plucky orphan off the street for charity’s sake.

“Uhm, sir?”

“What?”

“Does that go for all women?”

A roiling settled in my stomach at the thought of any other woman besides my littlemalishkamilking me of my seed.“Fuck no, just her. Got me?”

“Yeah, I got you. I’ll see if anyone on the streets saw her, and where she was headed.” Roman walked around me to leave for his mission.

“Wait. Follow me.” I headed back into my room then tossed a burner cell phone to him. “The one I got you yesterday is for contacting me. Use this for all your street contacts.”

I shot him a heavy look so he could see how serious I was about this. Our less than legal profession demanded that we always be on our guard, detailed and methodical, and a step ahead of those who might look to exploit any weakness. Not only the authorities, but our enemies.

He smirked, reading between the lines. “Don’t worry, sir. I’ve yet to be caught doing anything I shouldn’t be doing.”

“Let’s keep it that way.”

Saluting, Roman closed the door between us.

Having nothing better to do, I settled on cleaning up while I waited. I didn’t want to wash her scent off me, but I also didn’t know how long it would take for Roman to have results. It wouldn’t be hard to track her back to the bar. That’s where she’d left her car. But where would she go beyond that? Who knew her? Did she have friends in the area?

I tried to remember the name of her Podunk town.SomethingFalls. I had been too busy imagining shoving my cock down her throat to pay attention how I should have.

After waiting for the running shower to warm, I stepped in and let my mind wander. The hotel had a couple options for scented shampoo. I smelled them all but lingered over one that took me right back to a fantasy I wanted to play with my littlemalishka.I poured out a dollop and spread it along my length.

Grinning, I slowly climbed up her naked body, inhaling her scent as I went. She was bound tight, spread eagle, to the four corners of my bed. Despite the abduction, her legs trembled. In fear or anticipation—I wasn’t sure, nor did I care. Yet, she could not hide her arousal. Despite her fear, her dark nipples pointed to the ceiling, achingly tight and begging to be licked. Her pussy gleaned in the light, dripping wet, ready for my cock.

I tore the tape off her mouth, causing her to gasp from the bite of pain.

“Get the fuck off me, asshole!” she screamed.


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