Ruthless Secrets (Elites of Macedon High 2)

“I hope I can find out more.”

“I’m not marrying you, Soren.”

I grin mischievously. “Did you hear me ask?”

“No, I guess I didn’t.”

“By the way, you look hot holding a gun.” I wink at her, delighting in the blush that streaks her cheekbones. “Maybe I can show you more when you have the time.”

“I can always use practice.”

My heart is pounding in my chest when we reach the next house. Alex repeats her innocent routine, using her petite stature and beauty to fool the person at the door into thinking she’s not a threat. And when she wields that gun, she retains her playfulness, becoming a fucking powerful force to be reckoned with.

I’m so turned on by her viciousness that I’m having trouble processing where the hell it came from. Death does that to a person, I think as I drive her back home. Something snapped in her when she lost Lev.

Alex giggles while shoving the newly acquired cash into a blue envelope. “I could get used to doing this.”

“We have to loan and launder that shit,” I remind her. “So you double your profits. I can help you do that properly.”

“Can’t we just keep collecting debts?”

I shake my head. “No, sugar. That won’t be profitable. You have to think long term.”

“People really think they can fuck with me.” She hums contentedly. “Can’t believe we got what we wanted that easily.”

“Don’t let it go to your head, baby.”

She rolls her eyes and reclines in the passenger seat. “I’m just celebrating a successful collection day. Is that so bad?”

“No, it’s not so bad,” I reply while pulling up to the security checkpoint at the Moretti mansion. After we’ve been cleared, I drive toward the main house. “I just don’t want you to count your ducks before they hatch.”

“These are a lot of ducks, Soren.”

I chuckle. “And there will be more if you handle those eggs correctly.”

“You sure know a lot about this stuff.”

“Yeah, well…” I trail off as I consider my family. I don’t feel guilty for using what my father taught me to get back at him. Let it be a lesson to him for trying to destroy me. “I learned from the best.”

I park the car near the fountain, resting my hands on the wheel while waiting for her to lean over and kiss my cheek. It’s such a natural expectation at this point, so normal for us that it makes things feel normal for a second.

“Thank you,” she says while leaning her elbow against the center console. “For everything. It means a lot.”

“I meant it when I said I want to be your partner. In every way, Alex.”

Her eyes glitter with desire. Seconds later, she’s in my lap, whimpering while trying to rip open my pants. I’m so taken off-guard by her pouncing on me that I struggle with the lever to recline the seat, trying to figure out how the fuck my car works through a haze of lust and hard kisses.

I locate the button and scoot us back, giving us more room to move around.

“Off,” she groans while tugging on my jeans. “Off now.”

“Sugar, darling, sweet—” I gasp when she bites my lower lip. “Fuck, girl. Hang on.”

Every time she mewls, my cock jumps to attention, growing harder by the second. I manage to shimmy out of my jeans and struggle with hers, the cramped space making it difficult to get her naked. It doesn’t help that she’s wearing skinny jeans either.

She whips off her sweater as I manage to peel off her pants, warm skin flush with desire and ready to be worshiped. I’m swept away by her eagerness and astounded by the flood in her panties, though I should have expected it. Our sweet little Alex is always revved up. It hardly takes much to arouse her.

When she rubs against my cock, I shudder and clutch her hips, already halfway to blowing my load from how hot it’s getting in my car.