Dare to Love (The Dare 4)

“Oh, you’ll let me. In fact right after I make love to you this morning, I’m grabbing that stuff and we’re heading to my bedroom.” He thrust into her fully and she cried out, coming around his cock and he couldn’t help but to smile. He thrust and thrust faster and faster as he gripped her thighs and brought them higher against his waist.

“Kurt! Oh God, Kurt.” She moaned and shook again. He was relentless with his strokes and the sight of her breasts pouring from her blouse and her skirt up around her waist, and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh sent him over the edge. “Mine. You drive me fucking wild, baby. Wild.” He roared and then came.

As he shook, he thrust a few more times, teeth clenched, body tight, and his mind thinking about the next step. He manipulated her all right. And now she would be safe in his arms, in his bed for another day and night. Hopefully that would help him deal with the constant bad feeling in his gut that just couldn’t seem to go away.

“What do we have here?” Taylor asked as he walked into the kitchen in full uniform. Hank watched Mercedes’s eyes light up and then roam over his brother’s body. He chuckled.

Hank helped Mercedes to sit up as she fixed her blouse.

He cupped her cheek and she looked at him with passion in her eyes that melted his heart and made him love her even more.

“We were just making plans for today. My bed, some rope, handcuffs, and that little black whip I have that’s sure to get her pussy and ass ready for cock all day long.” He kissed her lips and when he released them she looked drugged.

“Handcuffs? That’s my line, bro,” Taylor said and tapped his handcuffs that sat on his waist before he reached over, cupped Mercedes’s cheek, and kissed her.

When Taylor released her lips he smiled.

“Save some energy for when I stop by at lunchtime. I’ll be thinking about all the ways I can restrain you and fuck you in my forty-five minute break.” He traced her nipple with his finger and she gulped.

“I need to get going. I’ll let Max know she’s taking the day.” He winked and then Mercedes looked at him and gave his chest a slap.

“You’re a piece of work. Easily manipulated?” she asked and he chuckled.

“Don’t blame your weakness on me. Apparently you have an appetite for being naughty and a secret desire to be restrained during sex, and I’m the man to help you through your first of many, many times,” he said, pulling her by her thighs against his waist before he cupped her cheeks and kissed her deeply.

He loved her so very much. Today was going to be a very interesting day and he was now looking forward to it.

* * * *

Warner drove the Camaro out of town. He was going to meet Miami at a secret location. He was glad that he could slip out of the house while his brother gave full attention to Mercedes. He couldn’t help but smile as he thought about what he overheard. Seems Mercedes had a secret desire of being restrained during sex. That would be his happy thought today and how he would participate in that activity once he got home later. But for now his focus was on getting into his mercenary state of mind and dealing with Miami. What would the bastard ask for? How could he ensure Mercedes’s safety? He needed facts, definites, and not empty promises. He wanted to end this old life and move on with a new one with Mercedes and his brothers. But how could he, when he had this feeling that whatever Miami asked for, it would risk Warner’s life and that no longer fed the adrenaline rush like years before. He wasn’t in the right frame of mind. There wouldn’t be any motivation and that was when the risk of getting killed increased.

Warner found the place immediately and saw the black SUV with tinted windows parked alongside the building. There was a guard there. A guy standing in regular clothes but armed and ready.

He parked the car and got out and headed toward the man. He didn’t recognize him. Warner had been out of the loop and not dealt with Miami’s security for quite some time. He sized the guy up and knew he could take him if necessary. The guy nodded his head and looked a little worried. Perhaps he knew Warner’s reputation after all?

“I need to search you for weapons.”

“You’re not searching shit. I am carrying. That’s my given right, and, we’re on the same team. Work for the same government, so cut the bullshit,” he said firmly. The guy placed his hand against his ear. Obviously others were listening in and Warner got more tense and on guard.

“Miami said it’s fine,” the guy told him then opened the door. Warner stepped inside.

It was an old place, run-down and unoccupied by a business.

He saw Miami sitting at a table, the only clean one in the place. They locked gazes.

“It’s been a while, Warner. You look good.”

“As do you, Miami,” he said and Miami stood up and shook his hand then brought him in for a hug. It made Warner tense. There was a time, years ago, when they were in training together that he thought of Miami as a friend. But in this case, Miami had grown into a powerful government resource. He also had the ability and control to end a person’s life if he chose to.

They sat down and Miami tapped his fingers on a file that sat on the table.

“How is your girlfriend? Safe and sound and with your brothers?” he asked.

Warner nodded.

“That’s good. I’m happy for you. She’s quite a knockout. Something tells me this won’t be the last time you and your brothers have to fight to keep other men away from her. But the real problem is this organization interested in finding her now.”

“You don’t think shutting down the website and saying she was sold already would keep them at bay?” Warner asked.