Oh, great. The man who made my body react wasn’t just the kind of guy who cleaned up after murderers…he also had no problem kicking a corpse. Eww.
I swallowed down the lump in my throat, now thankful for the fact that I hadn’t eaten much today. If my stomach had been full, I doubted I would be able to keep myself from puking—which I wouldn’t be able to do quietly. Kneeling on the floor to throw up would’ve made it even easier for them to put a bullet in my brain…and then I’d be another mess for them to clean up.
“Which is too damn bad, considering he was a fucking human trafficker.”
What in the world had I gotten myself into?
4
Dash
I glanced at my watch and lifted my chin at Cash. “New girl will be here in thirty if she decides to show up early. Let’s get this asshole to the van.”
Cash took the feet again, and I lifted under the head, careful to keep my fingers from sinking into the hole. I wasn’t sure what it said about me that something like that didn’t even faze me, but I was good at my job, and it paid really fucking well.
As we maneuvered the body out the door, I tossed a glance at Bear. “Make yourself fucking useful and let me know when the newbie arrives. I’ll send Leo down to meet her and show her the ropes tonight. They can start in the offices downstairs.” There were a handful of occupants in the building to make it seem legit. We didn’t commit all our crimes here, but it was excellent for the purposes of interrogation…and sometimes execution. Not that killing people was a regular occurrence for us.
Bear grunted and pulled his curly, shoulder-length, light brown hair into a messy thing on the back of his head as he followed us out the door into the hallway. Then he pointed at me. “Gonna do it just to get away from your whining.”
I rolled my eyes as we carried the body in the opposite direction, intending to take the freight elevator down to the nondescript black van waiting at the loading dock. It took us ten minutes to complete the task, then we returned to the room to pack up the gear.
A few feet from the room, I heard Bear growl something, and he sounded pissed as fuck. It was followed by a soft whimper—a female from the sound of it. To my complete shock, my cock stirred for the first time in who the fuck knew how long. The frightened whimper also went straight to my heart, and rage built in my chest at Bear for scaring the woman.
I sped up and stalked into the room, only to have my breath trapped in my lungs. Bear had his gun trained on the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.
She was young, probably ten or twelve years younger than me. For a split second, I considered whether I was too old to be feeling shit like this for someone her age. But looking at her, there was no mistaking that she was a woman.
She was of average height, yet her body was anything but. Her jeans molded to a generous heart-shaped ass that was just begging to be spanked, wide hips that were made for having my babies, and thick thighs that would feel like heaven wrapped around me while I drove my big cock into her tight pussy. Her light blond hair was in a single braid that hung over one shoulder, ending just below one of her spectacular tits. Fuck. They were full and lush. They looked so fuckable that I knew I would give up just about anything to be able to slide my dick between those ample globes.
As big as I was, petite women always made me feel like I was a bull in a china shop. This woman, though, she’d be able to handle all of me. I’d be able to fuck her long and hard without worrying that I’d break her. Just break her in.
Her plush pink lips were pinched, and her amber eyes were swimming with fear. The need to protect her hit me hard, but it was the sense of possession that felt like a fucking freight train.
I tore my gaze from my woman and fixed it on Bear, who was still pointing his weapon at her. “What the fuck are you doing?” I demanded.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean overhear…I wanted to be early. I promise I won’t tell—”
“Not you, beautiful,” I said in a soothing tone. Then my voice hardened to steel. “You pointing your weapon at a woman, brother? Prez is gonna have your ass.”
Bear glared at me and flipped up the gun to show me the bottom of the grip. “No magazine, fucker. Just makin’ sure she didn’t run off. Found her lurking in the hall. Don’t know how much she heard.”