by Claire Adams
“You don’t look all that tired,” she teased as her hand wrapped around my cock and her lips pressed against mine.
“Oh, I’m tired. But my body appreciates beauty when it sees it.”
I leaned over and grabbed the shampoo and let a large pile of it fill my hands before I placed it in her hair and let my fingers massage her scalp. The moan that she emitted with similar to that of sex as her body arched back toward me to allow me full access to her head.
Slowly, I let my fingers move around every inch of her scalp and I worked the shampoo through to the ends of her hair. It wasn’t anything I had ever done before, washing a woman’s hair for her. But it felt right in that moment. With Roxanne, almost anything felt right. I didn’t care what we were doing, I just liked being there with her and having her with me.
“I’m going to want to keep you around after this night,” she said as she pressed her ass back against my raging hard member.
“Oh, you like my head rubbing skills?”
“I like all of your skills,” she said as she teased my cock with her ass.
“Let me get this soap out of your hair,” I whispered as I pulled her head back onto my chest and let the warm water run down on both of us.
My hands moved through her hair and then down to her body as I worked to rinse all of the soap off of her. But the more I moved my hands on her wet skin, the more I needed to feel myself inside of her again. I couldn’t believe my body wanted to go another round; it wasn’t like me at all to feel unsatisfied, especially after the long night we had already had.
I didn’t exactly feel unsatisfied. I just couldn’t get enough of Roxanne. The moment we stopped making love, my body wanted more. My body wanted to be in bed making love to her non-stop. I felt like a teenager again, when your body just could come over and over again and there was no stopping it.
When I had finished rinsing all of the shampoo from Roxanne’s hair and body, I pressed her gently forward. Her hands pressed against the wall for stability as I let my body slide into hers.
Never could I have imagined we would have made love as much as we had that night. I wasn’t a spring chicken anymore, and I would normally have fallen asleep after one time with a woman. But everything was different with Roxanne. I wanted more time with her, I wanted to spend every moment we could together.
The warm shower water rained down on us as I thrust inside of her. Slowly at first, then I picked up the speed. Her moans were quiet this time, low primal moans as my body pressed right up against her g-spot.
“Let me make you come,” I whispered.
My fingers moved around to play with her clit as I continued to thrust inside of her. Harder and harder, our bodies plunged against each other until I felt her movements slow down and her fingers try to find a grip against the wall.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned out as her body gave into another orgasm.
This time, her legs were weak as I felt my body coming with hers. She leaned back against me and allowed me access to her breasts as our bodies completed their final thrusts of ecstasy.
We were both exhausted and as we finished washing up, we made our way back to the bed. This time, we were intent on actually getting some sleep, though. I couldn’t remember when the last time was that either of us had slept through the whole night and that night wasn’t going to be the night of sleep we wanted, either. It was nearing the middle of the night, though, and if we could get our eyes closed soon, we could get a few hours of sleep.
“I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow,” Roxanne teased.
“It’s alright. You can stay here while we go out.”
“I’m not coming with you?”
“There’s no need to put you in danger, Roxanne.”
I felt her pull away from me at my words. I knew she wanted to be the hero and help rescue Ana, but the truth was that I didn’t want her anywhere near Stephano again. If he saw her there, then he would know something was going on. But if we showed up with PJ and just sold her to them and tried to make friends, that would be our best bet.
“Good night,” Roxanne said sweetly as she kissed me and tucked her body next to mine.
“Good night, Roxanne.”
I knew she wanted to help more with Ana’s case, but after she had been strangled, I just couldn’t risk having her anywhere near the drama that was about to unfold. We were going to be dealing directly with Stephano and none of us knew what he was thinking about Roxanne. She was too much of a wild card and would have to stay back at the hotel.
She wasn’t going to like it and I felt her pull away from me as we talked. But Roxanne definitely wasn’t going to be anywhere near Stephano if I had anything to say about it.
I made sure to set an alarm so I would be able to wake up in the morning. After the night, we had just had, there was no way I was going to want to get out of bed when the sun rose. I was exhausted and I could tell Roxanne was, too.
Typically, I didn’t have problems getting out of bed in the morning. In fact, I loved mornings. I liked to make a healthy breakfast or grab one when I was on the road. Often, I would workout before breakfast – and sometimes after. During this particular assignment, I hadn’t had much time for workouts, but I figured our night of sex had been plenty of exercise for the day.
Sleeping with Roxanne had started to become a regular and comfortable thing. I didn’t care where her hands went now and instead I was able to sleep like a rock throughout the night. I liked having her in bed with me. It made me feel like life was normal. Not much about my life had been normal in the last few years, so I relished the idea that Roxanne and I might be able to put something together that seemed normal.
When morning came, I certainly wasn’t rested because we had been up most of the night, but I felt ready to take on the day. I knew the day was going to be long, but that was alright. We had a plan and we were going to execute it like the professions we were. At least I could count on Nate and PJ to do a great job.
Both of them came from the same world I did. They knew what it took to deal with a situation like we were going into. I was confident if we worked together as a team, we would be successful when the day was done. And that was all that mattered – bringing Ana home safe and sound and letting Jordan take care of her.
We needed to eat and meet up with Chase, Nate, and PJ. Roxanne could stay at the hotel with Jordan while the rest of us figured out a way to meet up with Stephano. If all went right, we could end up with Ana in our custody by the end of the day.
“Hey, let’s go grab some breakfast,” I said as I tried to peel my eyes open after turning off my alarm.
But as I turned over in the bed, I realized that Roxanne wasn’t there. It was her hotel room, so she had to be around somewhere. But my gut had that horrible feeling that it sometimes got and I jumped up out of bed to check and see if she was in the bathroom.
I knocked on the bathroom door, but when there was no answer there, I opened it up to look for her. Unfortunately, she was nowhere to be found. I looked around to see if I could find a note or anything from her and I didn’t see a thing. My stomach was in knots as I tried to figure out where she could have gone.
Roxanne hadn’t been all that happy with me because I said she didn’t have to come with us to Stephano’s. Perhaps she had gone downstairs for breakfast without me, I thought as I got dressed and made my way back to my room.
“Hey, have you seen Roxanne?” I asked Nate as I passed him in the hall.
He was dressed and looked ready to take on the day. He had on a tacky-looking pair of pants and shiny shoes. He looked like one of the regulars on the Miami scene. It was a good touch since we were going to try and blend in that day. I certainly couldn’t have pulled off an outfit like that. I was actually pretty happy that Nate was the one who would be dealing with Stephano and not me. I couldn’t have worn that outfit without laughing.
“You are leaving her room. I would guess she’s in there somewhere,” Nate laughed.
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sp; “Nope, I think she went down to breakfast already.”
“I’m on my way down there. I’ll keep here company,” he said with a wink.
“For God sake, don’t make her uncomfortable. I’ll be down in ten minutes.”
“I’ll make her really comfortable.”
Nate knew just how to bug me when it came to women. I didn’t usually have someone around, but the times that I did, he made sure to drive me absolutely crazy. It had gotten him tackled on a few occasions when we were younger.
I hurried and gathered my things in my room and made my way to breakfast downstairs, only to find Nate, Chase, Jordan, and PJ all sitting there, but no Roxanne. The feeling in my stomach continued as I looked at the four of them and realized that she was not there. She wasn’t in her room and she wasn’t at breakfast. Where the hell could she be?
“She’s not here, bro,” Nate said.
“Who?” PJ asked.
“Roxanne.”
“Oh, she came and visited with me early this morning. Gave me some tips on dealing with Stephano. She was very helpful.”
PJ looked horrible, but a good horrible. Jordan had worked on her hair and makeup and PJ looked really damn close to what I imagined a woman who had been held captive would look like.
Her cheeks were sunken in and her hair greasy. Even her collarbones appeared more prominent. After seeing her looking so put together the day before, it was hard to wrap my brain around how she looked as she sat there at breakfast.
“Oh, good, I’m glad she visited with you. Do you know where she went after your talk?” I asked.
I tried not to seem too alarmed, but Roxanne really didn’t have any place she should be going without me with her. Stephano was likely to figure out something was going on when he saw that she hadn’t been back to the hotel we were at before. Quite frankly, simply sending those men to the hotel was enough for me to think that she should stay away from Stephano altogether.
“She said she would catch up with us later today and to be safe,” PJ said. “Was there somewhere you needed her to be?”
“What’s up, Jackson? Where do you think she went?” Chase asked.
“Not sure, I think she got mad when I said we didn’t need her to help anymore.”
“What? Why would you say that to her?” Jordan angrily asked.
From the tone of her voice, I knew that I had done something wrong. There was always a tone that women used when they thought you were being ridiculous. But the problem was I didn’t know exactly what it was that I had done that was so horrible. I had only asked her to stay at the hotel for her own protection. I wasn’t trying to be mean or anything like that. I just wanted to keep her safe.
“Sorry. I didn’t think she would need to be involved anymore. We had the plan to use PJ today and I expect that we will get Ana while we are there today.”
“Oh, God, Chase. Is this what he’s like all the time?” Jordan said in disgust.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I mean, you fucked her until all hours of the night last night and then told her you didn’t need her help anymore. Doesn’t that seem a little bit like you were using her? Don’t you think as a woman she probably felt horrible about having you stay with her and then you saying that?”
The way Jordan said it made me feel horrible. I absolutely wasn’t using Roxanne. I was trying to protect her. I didn’t want her to be anywhere near Stephano or for him to have any clue that she was involved in anything we were doing. As far as he knew, Roxanne had run off with her new boyfriend. I would let Chase and Nathan deal with Stephano regarding PJ, and I would just stay in the background. It seemed like a good plan to me.
“I wasn’t using her. I was protecting her so she didn’t have to be involved anymore,” I said firmly.
“Did you ask what she wanted?” Chase asked.
“No, I would assume she didn’t want to be killed by Stephano. But that was just my assumption.”
I hated that Chase was stepping in, too. Now that he was married, he thought he knew everything about women. But only a few months ago, he would have done the exact same thing I had done and wouldn’t have known what he did wrong, either.
“I think what Jordan is trying to say, was that you should have discussed things with Roxanne. Especially after you two decided to make things physical. She could have assumed you just got what you wanted from her and then were telling her she wasn’t needed.”
“Wow, Chase has become domesticated,” Nate laughed.
“I could see how she would be confused. Especially coming from a lifestyle where people use those women and then drop them,” PJ added.
“Well, what am I supposed to do now? She’s gone!”
“She said she would see us later. Let’s just finish the job and you can make it up to her this evening,” PJ said as she looked at the group. “We should get going. It’s going to be difficult to get a meeting with Stephano.”
I felt absolutely horrible, but I really didn’t think I had left Roxanne feeling like I had used her. My gut said that something else was going on. The only good thing was that she hadn’t taken any of her personal things from the hotel room. If she had planned on just leaving and never coming back, I would have expected some of her things to have been gone.
“Alright, well, let’s get this party started. Chase or Nate, which one of you are going to sell PJ to Stephano?” I asked, although I had already decided that I thought Nate should do it. I was trying to communicate better since everyone seemed overly sensitive about things.
“I think it should be Nathan,” Jordan said. “He seems more like the kind of guy who would buy a girl and then decide he didn’t want her after all.”
“Thanks.”
“Oh, it’s true, Nate. You do have commitment issues,” Chase laughed.
“I’m only thirty-four years old! It’s not commitment issues. I’m just enjoying my single lifestyle.”
Nate looked the part and he naturally acted the part; he was going to be the perfect person to sell PJ to Stephano. Now all we needed to do was get an appointment with him. Getting an appointment meant that we needed to have someone introduce Nate to Stephano. We were going to have to use PJ’s contact from the port authority.
“Okay, okay, let’s get him on the phone with Stephano and get me sold so I can get some intel to you guys as soon as possible,” PJ said as she checked the camera she had in her eyeglasses.
“Do you think he’ll let you keep my glasses on? This camera is our only linkto see what’s going on,” asked Jordan.
“Yeah, he’s not going to care if she glasses. If anything, he’s going to care that she has clothes on. So no wire or any guns. We can’t risk him finding those,” Nate added.
“Alright. Let’s move on this. I want to have this girl rescued by dinner time so I can eat a fat and juicy steak,” PJ said as she rubbed her stomach.
Chapter 18
ROXANNE
After talking with PJ, it was clear that she had book smarts, but not street smarts. I felt like there was no way she was going to make it into Stephano’s house. If, by some miracle, she did make it into his house, he would quickly see through her plan and realize that she was not really from overseas at all.
It drove me nuts that Jackson was pushing me out of being involved in the investigation. I knew what was going on just as well as PJ and the others. I was invested in helping Ana and it was more than just a job to me. I wanted to change my entire life and I was going to start by being there to get Ana out safely. Deep down, I knew I had a much better chance with Stephano than PJ or any of the guys could have. I knew him so much better than all of them combined.
I couldn’t just stand by and watch as the whole operation went down in smoke. Ana’s life was still on the line and I couldn’t risk having her sent overseas. It had become personal now, and I was more determined than ever to make a difference and save her. She was a nice girl and didn’t deserve what was happening to her.
Th
e last few days with Jackson had opened up my heart more than I even knew was possible. I couldn’t remember the last time I had passionately cared about a cause. But there I was, worried to death that something bad was going to happen to Ana.
If my plan worked out, then Jackson would have to look at me as more than just some girl that was there for him to have fun with. He would have to look at me as someone he could work with and certainly someone who deserved to be paid $250,000 for helping rescue Ana. I wasn’t a charity case, and I didn’t need Jackson to protect me. I had been looking out for myself my entire life.
The best way to get Stephano on my side was to make sure he knew he was in control. He didn’t like it when the women who worked for him thought for themselves. This had been an area of contention between the two of us the entire time I had worked with him. But I knew right away what I had to do in order to gain his sympathies and get inside his house.
“Punch me,” I said to Michaela.
“Um, hi, Roxy, it’s good to see you, too. And no, I’m not going to punch you. But I did tell you never to call me again.”
“I didn’t call. This time, I came to see you,” I said with a smile. “Come on, I’ve been gone and Stephano is going to be pissed. Just punch me, please.”
“I’m going to punch you, but not because you want me to. I’m going to punch you because you’re putting me in danger by coming here. Stephano could be following you and you led him right to my work.”
“Then punch me.”
Without hesitation, Michaela punched me right in the mouth. I felt the sting of it as the pain radiated through my entire jaw. Soon, I felt the wet trickle of the blood as it fell from my split open lip.
Michaela and I had our differences, but she knew as well as I did that there was no messing around with Stephano. If I was going to go back to him and beg for him to help take care of me, I needed to look like some serious shit had happened.
I still didn’t know if Stephano had actually told his goon to strangle me behind the club. I didn’t think he had said any such thing, but I really had no guarantee. I could have been walking right in Stephano’s house when he wanted me dead. There was no safety net, no right or wrong, I had to just go with my gut.
