“God, you’re perfect. I love you, baby. To think that I could have lost the chance to love you—”
She covered his lips with her finger. “Don’t. Don’t dwell on it or talk about it. Just love me. Please.”
He aligned his cock with her pussy, pulled her thighs up higher against his hips, and thrust into her in one full, deep stroke. She gasped and gripped his shoulders, so he pulled out then thrust back in.
He growled against her shoulder as she held himself deep within her channel.
“My God. Oh God, Sage.” He felt the tears fill his eyes but he held them at bay. He never cried, never allowed his emotions to overwhelm him like this. He lifted up and began to set a fast, hard pace to try and counter the abundance of emotions he was feeling. Sage moaned and shook beneath him as he got so deep inside of her he thought he might hurt her. He eased back.
“I’m sorry. I just need so much from you right now.” She kissed his jaw and ran her fingers through his hair. She held his gaze as she counterthrust upward. “Take what you want. All of me. I’m yours, Matt. I love you and we’re going to always be together.”
He grabbed a hold of her hips. “Put your arms up above your head. Keep them there.”
She did, causing her luscious breasts to push forward. He leaned down and licked across each nipple. She moved her hand to touch him.
“Not yet. Keep them up there.” He gripped both wrists with one hand as he rotated his hips and stroked her cunt.
“Yes, oh God you feel so big and hard.”
He pulled out and thrust back in holding himself deep within her on every single stroke.
“Oh Matt.” She moaned again.
“I’m there, baby. Come with me. Come with me.” He ordered as he pounded into her four more times and then released her wrists. She immediately counterthrusted and called out his name as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders best she could.
“Matt!” She came, shaking and thrusting under him.
He squeezed her tight, lifted, and thrust the best he could with her holding him and climaxed, causing his head to spin, his throat to close up with emotion.
“I love you,” he said in a raspy breath as he squeezed her, and felt the one stray tear fall to the sheets over her shoulder.
He wouldn’t move but lifted slightly so he wouldn’t crush her.
“I love you, too. Always, Matt. Always.”
Chapter 10
Agent Mark Santos stood next to Wyatt as he took the call from on the scene at the warehouse in Houston. Only eight women were found, alive but badly dehydrated. They were all being brought to a local hospital to be treated and questioned. Four individuals were arrested on the spot, and numerous vehicles confiscated as evidence in connection to the abductions.
Agent Santos relayed the information to Wyatt.
As they went over the names and identities of the victims, Amanda turned out to be one of the women found.
“Thank God. Kenny, call Amanda’s parents. Let them know that Amanda was found. We’ll make arrangements to get them to Houston as quickly as possible,” Wyatt told Kenny.
“Thank God. I’ll call Matt. Sage will want to know, too,” Wyatt stated.
Agent Santos’s phone rang again.
He answered it and then looked at Wyatt.
He raised his hand for Wyatt to hold off on calling Matt a second. Wyatt listened as Mark spoke into the phone. When he finally got off the phone, he looked at Wyatt.
“Let Matt know that the two guys who tried to abduct Sage were just found dead by another unit of agents. They were shot, execution style.”
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Everyone had gathered inside of the bed-and-breakfast to welcome Amanda home. She spent the first few days with her parents after going through quite an ordeal. Sage had visited her immediately and the two women embraced and spoke to one another about their experiences. Amanda had been lucky the agents found them. She said she heard one of the men who were watching the women say they were being shipped to South America.