Chapter 19
Nineteen
Don’t forget to drink water so you can stay hydrated while you suffer.
—Apollo to Audric
APOLLO
I woke up with my cock still inside of her, rock hard, with my hand between her thighs, cupping her pussy, fingers splitting where my cock pierced her.
Reflexively, I started to move against her, slowly pulsing my cock in and out of her tight sheath.
She was wet. Soaking.
Filled with my cum and her wetness with my cock inside of her giving it nowhere to go, she felt fucking heavenly.
“Mmmm,” she moaned sleepily. “Finnian.”
I pressed down with the heel of my hand against her pussy and wrapped my other arm around her to cup her breast before pinching her nipple between my thumb and pointer finger.
She hissed and pressed back into me, grinding her pussy into my cock.
“Right there.” She hissed when I started to fuck her harder. “I’m going to come.”
I didn’t move an inch as I fucked her at exactly the same angle.
She stiffened, and her back arched.
When her pussy started to ripple around me, I let myself off the leash and fucked her harder.
Faster.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good,” I said as I slammed my hips against hers.
Her tits were jolting, the one in my hand bouncing with every thrust of my hips against hers.
She cried out, slamming her head into my cheekbone.
But not even the burst of pain could force me to stop.
My ass cheeks clenched, and my balls drew up as I released inside of her for a second time in just a few hours.
“Shit,” I breathed as I came to a stop. “These sheets are a fuckin’ mess.”
She giggled and pulsed around my still sensitive cock.
“Worth it, I think.”
Yes, definitely worth it.
I looked around curiously at all the prisoners that were coming into the large, open room with about fifty tables.
Most of the prisoners were handcuffed, but some were also cuffed at the legs.
All of them were wearing beige scrubs, and most of them didn’t look like hardened criminals.
Hell, I could have found myself in here for the crimes I’d committed.
Which pissed me off immensely because some people seriously needed killing.
“Which one is your brother?”
“The one that’s coming to us with that scowl on his handsome face,” she murmured back. “Everyone says he looks like Eric off of The Little Mermaid.”
I studied the man with the ferocious scowl heading our way, and did agree that he looked a lot like Eric from The Little Mermaid.
He had flowing black hair that looked like he’d stepped out of a men’s hair conditioner commercial, a pretty face with a five o’clock shadow. A single dimple in his left cheek—one that matched his sister’s. And blue eyes that saw everything.
And what he saw with me was aggravating the shit out of him.
He walked right up to our table and sat, leveling me with a menacing glare that I wasn’t too worried about.
He was handcuffed after all.
“Hey,” Dru breathed happily before getting up and hugging her brother.
Which, apparently, was a no-no because the guards across the room shouted, “No hugs!”
I gritted my teeth because, what the fuck did it matter if you were hugging?
It’s not like he could very well hurt her.
Dru sat down anyway, her eyes filled with tears. “I’ve missed you.”
Romeo’s eyes softened as he looked at his sister, and I knew instantly that I would do whatever I had to do to get the man out of those chains and out of this fucking facility.
Even break him out if I had to.
It would be child’s play.
All I had to do was plan ahead for every inevitable possibility.
When the time was right, I’d…
“Who are you?”
Romeo’s angry, dark voice sounded nothing like Eric’s off of The Little Mermaid.
It was soft but lethal.
“I’m Finnian,” I said. “I met your sister during the plane crash.”
Romeo’s head whipped back toward his sister.
“Please tell me you weren’t in said plane crash,” he begged.
He actually sounded sick to his stomach.
Not that I could blame him.
I was in it with her, and if I could have, I would’ve wished her safely at home despite how she’d helped me stay alive.
“Unfortunately, I can’t,” she admitted. “I was in the plane crash. Then the tornado that followed.”
He opened his mouth and then closed it, stunned silent.
“I’m okay, Romeo,” she promised. “See? No injuries whatsoever. He got a sliver of wood through his leg, but that was the worst of it.”
“But I thought everyone died?” he eventually asked.
“Not everyone,” I admitted. “The news, thankfully, kept it quiet due to my status as a state representative.”
“Well, at least there’s that.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “You’re a politician?”
“Not anymore,” I confessed. “I made the decision when we were falling from the sky. I wouldn’t be going back to Washington after that.
There’s too much bullshit going on there that makes my quality of life abysmal.
” I looked over at the woman beside me. “And Washington, DC, is too far away from her.”
Dru’s breath hitched.
“Drusilla Noel Rossi, are you about to tell me that you’ve fallen in love with some wanker in a week?”
Dru cleared her throat. “Three-naming me, Romeo Orion Rossi? Really?”
His lips twitched, which didn’t soften his features an inch.
He lifted his hands, and the clink of the handcuffs and chain settling on the table momentarily stole my attention before he said, “I just want you to be happy. If it’s with some rich bitch politician, I’m okay with that.
What I’m not okay with is you trauma bonding with someone and not thinking things through. ”
“I’ve thought things through.” She blew out a breath. “I’ve thought a lot.” She looked over at me then. “He stepped in with Daniella.”
I could feel Romeo looking over at me, but I held Dru’s eyes for a long second before she looked back over at her brother.
“He blocked them. And then removed my numbers from their phones so they can’t contact me anymore.
He also did something to where Mom and Dad can still call me when they want, but my phone number’s not listed in their phones so they can’t give my number out anymore.
I think…” She hesitated. “I think I’m done now, Romie. ”
Romeo grinned then, and it completely transformed his entire face. “Fuckin’ finally.”
The next half hour was spent talking about what had gone down with Dru’s sister and aunt, and by the end of the discussion, Romeo was angry right along with me.
“I don’t know what everyone’s utter devotion is to Daniella. I seriously don’t. She’s been doing this for years, making it uncomfortable for everyone. Do you remember when she started stalking my high school girlfriend’s brother?”
“Yeah,” she groaned. “You loved her with your whole heart and they had to move to escape her craziness.”
I sensed a story there, but never expected Romeo to explain, but he surprised me.
“When I was seventeen, I met a new girl at school on her first day. She was one of the prettiest girls I’d ever seen, and she was the nerdiest book girl I’d ever had the pleasure of meeting.
She was instantly a target, because all of the popular girls saw competition instead of friends.
I broke up a verbal fight between a few of the girls and Jessamy in the hallway that first day, and I was sunk.
The only problem was, Jessamy had a younger brother, Ramsey.
Ramsey was really good-looking, just like her, and my sister sank her claws in the moment that they met.
At first, it was just a small obsession.
But eventually, Ramsey met another girl at another school that he really liked, and he no longer wanted to have anything to do with Daniella.
Daniella freaked the fuck out—not that she ever really had him—and started to stalk him.
Thousands of calls and texts a day. Showing up at his house at random times.
Seriously obsessive stuff, and Jessamy was ordered not to see me anymore. ”
I hissed in a breath.
You could tell that this still bothered him.
“He searched high and low for her after she left. When he had his own money, he hired a private investigator to try to find her. But he was never able to find her,” she explained.
“Daniella eventually moved on to her next conquest, but brother dearest here never recovered. I think him still loving Jessamy was the reason he married his ex.”
Romeo didn’t say anything, but I had a feeling that was true.
My brain was already working, and I knew that as soon as I got home, I would be spending some time on my computer trying to find her.
And if I could get Romeo out, I knew exactly where he’d have a new life…