Chapter 59
DID YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT?
Rebel Pierce
I was having one of those days where it felt like the other shoe was about to drop. I didn’t know what it was or when it would happen, but I believed my happy world was getting ready to be taken over by a storm.
Della had informed J.D. a few weeks ago that the FBI had credible information that Agent Revels had left the country with his wife so the scrutiny on him and the club for the disappearance of the agent was no longer a factor. Unsure of my godfather’s involvement, I still felt grateful that we could put the issue behind us. Revels now faced charges for trying to murder me.
“I can hear you thinking.” He pulled me closer to his warm body. “What’s wrong?”
Whenever possible, J.D. had been spending the night at my place, and waking up in his arms had been blissful. It was definitely something I could get used to.
“You ever had that feeling something’s going to go wrong?”
He kissed the back of my neck, causing me to shiver. “All the fucking time,” he said, chuckling. “Shit never goes the way you plan, so you just have to roll with what life throws at you.”
I turned over and faced him then rested my forehead against his, so our noses touched.
“What are you really worried about?” he asked, then gave me a peck on the lips.
“That all this is a dream.”
After all the challenges we had faced, everything seemed to be perfect. I got to spend time with him, and Siobhan and it was like my world was complete. But like he said, shit never went the way you plan. I was tired of life throwing curve balls at me. I just wanted to be happy with him and Siobhan.
“It’s not a dream, baby. And whatever happens we’ll get through it as long as we do it together.”
When I wove our fingers together, my eyes widened as I realized he had removed his wedding band.
A warm smile spread across his face. “It was time. This is a new start for us. No more looking to the past.”
Even though we had that moment at the cemetery, I could feel the weight of his wedding band being removed, signifying his commitment to our relationship.
When he flipped us, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter, feeling my weight shift as I landed on my back. He nestled himself between my legs.
“Everything’s going to fine. You worry to fucking much,” he said.
I couldn’t help but worry when it came to us. I was so happy, and I wanted to protect the beautiful bubble of bliss we had built for ourselves.
As he leaned forward, his warm breath tickled my lips, making me part them for him. As he deepened the kiss, a low moan escaped from my lips, while he pressed his arousal against me. Then he pulled away, slid my panties down my legs then shimmed out of his briefs. He didn’t waste any time before he slammed into me.
“J.D.!”
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned. “You feel so fucking good.”
There was nothing delicate or precise about his thrusts—they were raw and unrelenting. And I loved every bit of it. He showed me no mercy, and I didn’t show him any either as my nails scored his back eliciting a hiss from him each time. However, it didn’t deter his movements.
As he tightened his grip around my throat, his forceful thrusts intensified. The pleasure and pain intertwined, creating a sensation that defied explanation. I couldn’t catch my breath, but at this point, I didn’t give a damn. My desire was to reach that peak, and he pushed me harder and harder towards it. We’d been fucking on and off all night long and this time was like the first time all over again.
“That’s it, sweetheart. I can feel how close you are. That tight cunt of yours feels so good around my cock.”
“Oh God.”
“Not God, baby. But damn close. Come for me.”
He pulled out of me then slammed back inside me.
“J.D.! Oh!”
My nails dug into his back has the force of his thrusts pushed me over the edge. He removed his hand from around my neck, pushed my thighs back and slammed into me over and over.
“Fuck!” he shouted, throwing his head back as he released inside of me.
He collapsed on top of me, his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin of my neck. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Nothing like a quickie in the morning,” I said, laughing.
“I can’t disagree with that.”
As he lifted off me, his gaze met mine and a surge of warmth spread throughout my entire body. The way he looked at me was like nothing in the world mattered but here and now. I wanted the moment to last forever, never wanting it to end. However, our moment of peace was abruptly shattered by the jarring sound of my cell phone ringing.
He groaned when he dragged out of me, then collapsed on the bed beside me. I grabbed my phone and rolled my eyes when I saw my sister’s name on the caller I.D. Leave it up to her to ruin the moment.
“Who is it?” J.D. asked, as he rose off the bed.
I could look at his tanned, muscular ass until the day I died.
“Rumi.”
“Answer it,” he said, chuckling as he walked into my bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
“Hello.”
Panic filled her voice as she spoke. I could barely understand a word she said.
“Slow down, Rumi,” I said. “Okay. Okay. I’ll turn it on now.”
After ending the call, I reached for the remote and turned on the television, filling the room with the sound of the news.
Breaking News
The FBI is looking for any information regarding the disappearance of Special Agent in Charge, Donald Williams. According to his wife, the thirty-year veteran of the Federal Bureau of Investigation did not return home last night after receiving an urgent call from who he said was a family member. As you can imagine his family is distraught and hoping for his safe return. Details are limited at this time but as soon as we get more information, we will let the public know. The FBI is also asking if anyone has any information about Agent Williams to please contact the FBI Charlotte Field Office immediately.
As soon as J.D. exited the bathroom, I clicked the television off and tossed the controller on the bed, the room falling into silence.
“Did you have anything to do with it?”
He abruptly halted, his brows furrowing as he fixed his gaze on me. “Did I have anything to do with what?”
I took in a deep breath and released it. “My godfather is missing. Did you have anything to do with it?”
He walked over to me, his footsteps echoing softly on the floor, then settled down on the bed beside me. He pulled me into his arms. “No, I didn’t. When I said I wouldn’t fuck with him, I meant it, Rebel.”
I nodded, keeping my gaze fixed on the ground. I didn’t want to see in his eyes if he was lying.
“Look at me, Rebel.” I did as he asked. “I did nothing to him. But you have to understand he may be your godfather, but he has enemies because of who he is.”
I knew he was right, as his words echoed in my mind. My godfather dedicated his life to dismantling criminal organizations, tirelessly working to bring them to justice. So, the list of who would have done this was very long.
“I believe you.”
He kissed me on the lips. “Don’t worry. They’ll find him.”
While I appreciated him trying to keep my hopes up, he and I both knew that he was probably already dead. I just prayed that we would find a body to give closure to his family.
“That”s why Rumi called. She was letting me know what was going on and everyone was gathering at his house.”
He kissed me on the forehead. “You go be with your family.” He rose from the bed and started gathering his clothes from the floor. “I’m heading to the clubhouse to take care of some shit, then I’m going to hang out with Siobhan for the rest of the day. Did you want me to drop you off on my way?” he asked as he finished getting dressed.
“No. I’ll take a rideshare. I can’t believe this is happening.”
Making his way over to me, he gently pulled me up and held me in his arms, creating a sense of warmth and security. I loved being in his arms. It was like nothing in the world mattered. And I needed his support today more than ever.
“I love you. Thank you for being here for me.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.” He tightened his embrace. “Everything’s going to be alright. I’m always going to be here for you.”