Ransom (Whiskey Run Heroes 1)

Her body starts to convulse, and I increase the pressure. Her hand is like a vise grip on my dick, but I don’t even care. She’s coming, coating my fingers, her soft, velvety folds vibrating under my touch.

I move to her core, unable to wait a minute longer. I push inside her, rutting against her. Her thighs tighten around me, and I piston my hips in and out of her. I’m so close. So fucking close.

“I love you, Walker.”

Her words are so soft but so clear. They go straight to my heart, and the emotion fills my whole body. I lose it then and come harder than I’ve ever come in my life. I grunt and groan, shooting my release into her hot tunnel. I swear her pussy is still sucking me in, and her face is pinched up in ecstasy.

I hover over her, kissing across her face, her lips, her closed eyelids. If I could spend eternity just like this, I would.

I pull from her gently and clean us both up. It will be daytime soon, and she didn’t get much sleep. I curl around her in bed, both of us still naked. I pull her to me, her head on my chest. She’s quiet, too quiet, and it’s making me worried. Of the two of us, I’m the quiet one, and I want to hear her thoughts.

“Say it.”

“Say what?” she asks.

I pull the cover up over us. “Something’s on your mind.”

She shakes her head against me. “No, I’m just tired.”

I know there’s more. I know there’s something she’s not telling me, but I’m not going to push her now. “Do you regret this?”

My heart is slamming in my chest, waiting for her to answer. “Never. I could never regret what we just did.”

I let out a long, low breath. “Me either. You need to sleep, baby.”

She nods and yawns at the same time. She lies against me, and I try to keep as still as possible.

We didn’t even use protection. I know I’m clean, and there’s a possibility that I could have gotten her pregnant. Just the thought has my cock hardening, wanting to be inside her again.

We lie like this for a long time before she finally drifts off to sleep. Her quietness worries me, but I’m trying not to be all uptight and in her face about it. She’s gone through a lot and has a lot to process without me adding to it. Plus, we have the rest of our lives to talk and figure things out.

At around eight in the morning, I get a beep on my phone. I lift my head, but my phone is not on the nightstand like usual. I’m sure it’s in my jeans on the floor.

I don’t want to get up. I wish I could stay, but I also know that this could be important. As quietly and easily as I can, I disentangle myself from Brook and get my phone.

I open the text app and read it. We got them at the warehouse.

I barely resist pumping my fist in the air. I knew they would get them. We’ve found men in the deserts of Afghanistan and the ocean of Bali. I knew that finding them in Whiskey Run would not be an issue. I send a text to John and have him come here.

I get dressed, write a note for Brook, and put it on the nightstand. The need to kiss her goodbye is strong, but I won’t chance waking her up. She needs her sleep.

When John pulls in, I meet him on the porch, and even though there’s no chance of Brook hearing us outside, I’m still whispering.

“Good job,” I tell him.

He’s dirty and looks as if he’s about to fall over from exhaustion. I’m sure he wants to go to his own home and bed, but that’s not possible yet.

He nods. “Thanks, boss. What’s up?”

“I need you to stay here with Brook until I get back from the warehouse.” I know the men have been caught, but I’m not taking any chances.

John nods, an understanding between us. “No problem. Nobody gets in.”

I shrug. “And nobody gets out.”

He looks in the door of the house and then back at me. “So if she wants to leave and go home, don’t let her.”

He’s not disagreeing, just making sure he’s got the facts. I can’t fault him for that. “That’s right.”

He walks toward the door. “You got it.”

I want to go in and see her one more time before I leave, but I don’t. I’ll never get over seeing her in my bed. I’m hoping that it won’t take much to convince her that this is where she belongs from here on out. I have this one thing I need to take care of, and I plan on making it happen.