Chapter Five
Dakota
It had only been five days since Charming had brought me to his house.
It felt like five months. I’d never been confined inside before, not like this.
There was no hope of stepping out in the sunshine.
No chance of getting my own groceries and clothes.
Not until my brother took care of the mess he’d created.
I couldn’t believe his actions were affecting me this way.
When would he learn? He’d lost his daughter brutally.
Now he’d put me in the crosshairs of some nasty people.
As much as I loved my brother, being part of his life wasn’t easy.
There were so many times I’d wished he’d retire.
I knew it wouldn’t stop people from coming for him, but it would lessen the volume a bit.
I leaned against the nursery room wall and watched Charming.
He’d already put together a crib and a changing table.
We’d decided on forest animals for the walls and I’d helped put up the giant wall stickers.
I had to admit it was coming together and looking rather cute.
I’d ordered curtains online last night, and Charming was currently putting a rocking chair together.
The prospects had been a tremendous help.
Not only had Carlos brought a truck full of stuff over after I’d given him a list, but the others had been dropping things off too.
I had more clothes than I knew what to do with, a ton of books, and Charming had bought me a tablet so I could download some games.
While all of it was thoughtful of him, it hadn’t eased the boredom enough.
I still wanted to leave the house. Desperately so.
Charming kept leaving to head to the clubhouse and deal with…
well, whatever it was he did for the club.
I’d asked once, and he’d said it was club business. I hadn’t bothered asking again.
“Are you leaving soon?” I asked.
“What time is it?” He glanced at me before turning back to the chair.
“You have about an hour and a half until lunch.”
He grunted. “Guess I better go show my face and put some time in at the office. The longer I’m home, the better the chances of someone stopping by.”
“Any news from my brother?”
He stopped putting the chair together. I saw his shoulders hunch and knew my brother still had resolved nothing.
Each day that passed, I doubted more and more that this would ever be over.
Whatever my brother had done this time, he might not get out of it.
Or worse, he would, but not in enough time to save me and the baby.
“Never mind,” I said. “They always say no news is good news. Not sure that’s true this time.”
Charming stood and came toward me, taking my hands in his.
“I’m sorry, Dakota. I’d do anything to free you from the house, but it’s not safe.
Specter wants to handle this on his own.
When I told him to send me the details of what was going on, he was vague as shit.
That tells me one thing. He wants to take care of this himself. ”
“I’m starting to feel like a dirty secret,” I mumbled.
“Not a dirty one.”
“I get lonely when you’re out of the house. I know you can’t babysit me all the time. I get it, I really do. It’s just… hard to be on lockdown.”
“Come on, sweetheart.” He led me down the hall to our bedroom and then into the connecting bathroom. “I’ll run you a bath, get one of your books, and you’re going to relax. Don’t worry about lunch. I’ll fix us something when I get home.”
“Halden, all I do is relax. I’m going to go crazy! I need a purpose. A… a job.”
He started the water and added some bubbles. Slowly, he stripped my clothes off and helped me into the tub. He went into the bedroom and came back with the book I’d left on the dresser, then placed a towel nearby.
“If you want something to do, then we’ll talk about it when I get back. I’m sure we can come up with a few ideas.”
“Doubtful.” I skimmed my hands over the surface of the water. “I have little in the way of skills. I can wait tables and run a register. That’s about it.”
“Stress isn’t good for you, Dakota. I promise this won’t last forever. I’m sorry if things are a bit miserable right now.”
I shook my head. “No. No, Halden. I have you. That’s more than I had before all this. And if those men hadn’t come for me, I might have never found the courage to call you.”
He leaned in and kissed me, his lips soft against mine. “We’ll get through this, sweetheart. One way or another.”
His phone vibrated, and he pulled it from his pocket. He frowned at the screen and tried calling someone. I assumed it didn’t go through because he growled and shoved the phone back into his pocket.
“Something wrong?” I asked.
“Phantom has decided to leave town suddenly, and he shut his phone off. I’ll deal with him later.”
“Guess that means you have to go,” I said.
“I should.” He sprawled on the floor beside the tub. “But I think I’ll stay here a while longer. You need me more than the club does.”
“You sure about that?”
He reached out and cupped my cheek. “Positive. Besides, I have a VP for a reason. I’ll call Scratch and tell him I need some time off today.”
I tried to remain quiet while he made his call, his gaze never leaving mine except to dip down to my breasts. The way his eyes darkened told me plenty. He might want me to relax in this tub, but soon enough, my heart would race and I would scream his name.
“So, you’re free for the day?” I asked when he ended his call.
“I am. Whatever shall we do?” He waggled his eyebrows at me, and I couldn’t stop the giggle that erupted from me. There were times he was almost silly, and I loved that about him. Especially since he said no one else got to see that side of him. It made me feel special.
“Well, after I’m all nice and clean, you could get me dirty.”
“I think I like that idea.” His voice went deep and husky as he reached for the soap.
He lathered his hands and went up on his knees.
He massaged the soap into the column of my neck and down my shoulders.
I felt my nipples tighten. He trailed his fingers down my breasts and palmed them.
I moaned and shut my eyes, tipping my head back.
His rough, callused hands caressed my nipples, and I pressed my thighs together.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said.
“You say that every time I’m naked.”
He grinned. “I say it when you’re dressed too, smartass. Can’t help if I think my woman is the sexiest, sweetest, finest woman on earth.”
“Before long, I’ll be the roundest.”
He leaned down and kissed me, his tongue delving between my lips. “And I can’t wait.”
I shifted, rubbing my legs together, trying to ease the ache that was building.
Why did the man have to be so potent? One touch and I went up in flames.
He slid his hand down my belly. He tapped my leg, and I parted my thighs.
The first stroke of his fingers over my pussy and I knew it wouldn’t take much to make me come.
Charming rubbed my clit in small, tight circles. I thrust my breasts up, wanting him to touch me everywhere. He eased a finger inside me, pumping it in and out.
“Halden! Please, I’m so close.”
“I know, sweetheart. Just let go. Show me how pretty you are when you come.”
His finger drove into me faster. Harder.
My hips bucked, and I cried out his name.
My body trembled as the orgasm faded. Charming let the water out of the tub and lifted me into his arms. He dried me off and carried me to the bedroom, placing me on the bed.
I watched as he removed his clothes with quick, jerky movements.
Once he was naked, I inched backward and spread my legs.
My cheeks burned as he stared at me, his gaze fastening on my exposed pussy.
“You have no idea how much I want you,” he said, reaching down to stroke his cock.
I sat up and crawled over to the edge of the bed. He was close enough I could reach out and touch him. The moment I wrapped my fingers around his cock, he moved even closer. I leaned over and licked his shaft before taking him into my mouth.
“Jesus fucking Christ! You’re going to kill me.” He groaned and fisted my hair. He controlled my motions, deciding how deep I’d take him. Sucking his cock turned me on and made me want him even more. “That’s it, baby. Take every inch.”
I hummed around my mouthful of cock and sucked harder.
He cursed and thrust into my mouth faster.
After three strokes, he abruptly pulled out and reached for me.
Flipping me onto my stomach, he yanked my hips back and drove into my pussy.
I screamed his name as I clawed at the bedding, my channel squeezing him tight.
“Halden! Please…”
“I’ve got you, sweetheart. Just hold on tight.” He pumped into me, his hips slapping against my ass. It didn’t take much before I was coming, my release running down my thighs. Charming ran a hand down my back before smacking my ass. “I fucking love when you come that hard.”
He pulled out and lay back on the bed, tugging me over him. I knew what he wanted and straddled him, sliding down onto his cock. He gave my breasts a light squeeze as I rode him. When my movements became more frantic, he let go and licked his lips.
“Love seeing your tits bounce like that. Get yourself off. I want to watch.”
His words unleashed something inside me.
I went wild, slamming down on his cock over and over until I screamed out my release.
I hadn’t even caught my breath when he rolled us so that he pressed me into the mattress.
He fucked me hard, taking what he wanted, and I felt the heat of his cum filling me up.
“I think I need another bath,” I said.
He chuckled and kissed me. “Not yet. Give me twenty minutes, then I want to try something else.”
“What?” I asked, almost scared to ask.