“I want to fuck you from behind hop off.” She slid up and off my cock and I pulled the shirt over her head. Her red tipped nipples tempted me so I took one into my mouth hungrily sucking hard until she cried out and her nails dug into my scalp. “Suck me off first baby.” She was only too happy to get to her knees and take me into her mouth. “Look at me.” I like looking into her eyes while she pleasures me with her mouth. I sped up my thrusts in and out of her mouth hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. “Don’t make me cum baby I want to cum inside you okay.”
She nodded around my cock as her hand went between her legs to finger her pussy. I fucked her mouth until I felt my cock swell even more. “Pull off baby I want to taste you now.” I helped her lean over the rail, she was short enough that only her shoulders and the tops of her breasts showed as I knelt and licked her from behind. “Spread your legs for me baby.” She complied and I opened her up with my fingers sticking my tongue out and teasing her clit before sucking it into my mouth. Next I attacked her pussy going deep and sucking up all her juices as fast as they came. I had to let go of her pussy lips because I needed my hand to stroke my cock, which was leaking long streams of pre cum to the floor beneath us.
I knew she was enjoying my tongue fucking when she reached back and grabbed a fistful of my hair. “Please Gideon I can’t stand it, please.” I took one last swipe with my tongue before standing and guiding my cock into her. “Lean forward baby…good girl. Now hold on.” I covered her hands with mine as I started a slow stroke into her wet pussy. She climbed to her toes trying to suck more of my cock into her body. “Cock your ass baby, like that.” She arched her back and I held her tummy with one hand and wrapped the other around her throat pulling her head back so I could tongue her mouth. “Taste yourself baby.” She chewed on my tongue as I fucked her harder and faster.
“I’m gonna do you hard now baby tell me if I hurt you.”
“Uh huh.” Her mouth opened and closed like a bird’s as she begged for my tongue. “Do you know what I want to do with you little Blossom?” I gave her one hard thrust that shook her body as she fucked my cock like she was hungry for it. “I’m going to tie you up and fuck your body; your pussy, your mouth, your tits. I’m going to cum all over your tits and watch you lick it off your fingers. First I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy then pull out and cum in your mouth. Then I want you to get me hard so I can fuck you all over again. All day baby, I want to spend one whole day inside you.”
“Yes anything please… Gideon.” I was done in by my own words, the images of what I wanted to do to her driving me over the edge. “Cum for me, let me feel you cum NOW.” I sucked her tongue into my mouth just as her pussy tightened around me sucking the cum from my balls until there was nothing left.
I sat on the chair with her still impaled on my cock so we could both catch our breath. “That was amazing baby thank you.” She could barely answer me poor thing I think I’d been too hard on her. I lifted her and headed for the bathroom to clean us both up. I put her back to bed and went to sit at the desk to get some work done.
My mind was always working these days because there was so much shit to do. If something didn’t break soon I’m afraid I was gonna lose my fucking shit. As soon as we jumped one hurdle there was another thrown in the way.
She’d had a rough few days dealing with her father’s death. Something she’d tried keeping from me until I found her crying in the bathroom and almost lost my shit. We’d had a long discussion about why she was never to keep shit from me again. My heart can’t take it for one. When she sobbed in my arms pleading with me to explain why he couldn’t love her I’d wanted to bring the fuck back so I could kill him again.
I’d had the men tear her old house apart looking for anything about her mom because she’d let it slip that he’d never allowed her to talk about her. The large painting hanging on the living room wall was the only memory she had of her mother. A mother who I’d learned had loved her beyond words.
Thankfully they’d found some old photos of a very young woman who looked a lot like her and even some old letters and high school writings of her mom’s. The painting was now downstairs in my office waiting for her to decide what she wanted to do with it. She’d read and reread the letters and notebooks for a day and then they disappeared. I didn’t ask any questions just kept my eye on her in case she had another break.
Sanders’ funeral was another headache because there’s no way I’m taking her out in the open until this shit was cleared so we’ll have to keep him on ice. She hadn’t said much about it and I didn’t push. At night when she cried over him I held her until she as dried out or until I loved her to sleep.
Now she wanted the children out as soon as possible so I would give her that but it was going to take some planning and organization. The senator was still trying to keep a low profile while scouring the city for Ashley. So far he didn’t seem to know where we were since he hadn’t been seen anywhere near any of my buildings. I still wasn’t taking any chances though because I wasn’t sure what he knew. I had too much shit going on at once and there was an overwhelming feeling of impending doom, which I tried to keep from her. I knew one way or the other this shit will have to come to a head but there was no telling how or when. The doctor was still a no show and no one seemed to know where the fuck he was. I’d sent men to his home but there was no sign of him there. That made me very uneasy.
I called the guys in for a meet since she was going to be out for at least an hour and the doctor wasn’t due here for her checkup until the early evening. Brushing her hair back gently so as not to wake her I left the room and headed downstairs.
Intel had been coming in for days now since we got the first lead and pulled on that string. The children were spread out in different places, which would make things difficult but not impossible. Still there were no guarantees one wrong move and shit could blow up in our faces. Men were already on the ground in Southeast Asia scouting out the places we’d traced some of the stolen kids to. Something I’d thought would take weeks to put into play my wife now wanted done overnight, and since I’d promised to always give her what she wanted I had to find a way to make it happen. I know her well enough to know that each day that went by was harder on her.
The men showed up ten minutes later and we got to work.
“We’re moving sooner than planned guys.” I knew I wouldn’t hear any argument from them they were ready to move from day one. “I need the guys to be ready to go in, what’s the word from that end anything new there?” “They’re ready whenever you are just waiting for the word from you. It might take longer for some arms of the operation but we feel pretty confident that we can move.” I kept an eye on the monitor where I could see that she was sleeping peacefully. How many will we be able to save? How many can we get home to the comfort of their own beds? I’m hoping for all, for her sake and theirs because I know if we lose even one of them it’ll hit her hard.
My phone went off with a text. Fuck. “The doctor’s finally landed in the city boys I guess they’ve found what they were looking for. Either that or he’s here to help. I’ll make the call let’s start this shit rolling.”
We started coordinating and getting a team together on both sides. There was a lot of manpower needed to do what we needed done. Halfway through she started making waking up sounds on the monitor so I made my excuses and went to her. I filled her in on what we were doing and answered her questions before heading back down.
Eight and a half hours later I gave the go ahead to rescue the kids that had already been found. It was going to be a very delicate undertaking which I wished I could be there for but I couldn't leave her, not while her monsters were somewhere in my city searching her out. I had some of my best men on it although Gage and his immediate crew refused to leave; not while the senator was lurking they said. I accepted their loyalty to my wife and I and was secure in the knowledge that the men we’d handpicked to go would get the job done.
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p; I kept things opened on my end so that I could monitor every step of the operation. It had been decided that the teams would storm the private residences, neutralize the captors by any means necessary, and remove the children.
This part of the operation was taking place in five separate locations. As to the brothels and flesh houses where some of the others were being held that would take a different approach. The children we were looking for there had already been found, well some of them anyway, but we agreed it would be unwise to storm such places where there was so much in and out traffic until we had more Intel. One option was to free everyone being held in those places, but first we needed to know where to send them, where they belonged. So far we'd gotten ears and eyes inside two of the three places to try to keep track of what was going on but it wasn't the best choice to move right now, maybe in another day or two. Not much longer than that because there was no doubt that word might get back to the senator if all his victims started disappearing at once, and we still didn't know if he stayed in contact with the people he'd sold the children to.
Ashley had wanted to know all that was going on but hell no. I'm keeping her as far away from this end of things as possible until it’s over and everything went well. I have in front of me on my makeshift desk where I'd been sitting for the last half hour, up to date pictures of the six children being rescued at this very moment on the other side of the world. One brother and sister had been kept together in the home of a sick and twisted couple into every sexual vice under the sun. I couldn't begin to imagine what these poor babies had been through in their three years of captivity. I looked over at the bed where she was turning in her sleep, her leg and arm were healing nicely thank goodness though it will be almost three months before she could lose the cast on her leg, not so long for the wrist. And though her pregnancy was nowhere near evident the knowledge of it made it very real for us. She hasn't shown any signs of morning sickness or any of the usual maladies that seemed to befall women in her condition, except maybe for her sexual appetite but then again that could just be her natural sensual nature. The doctor had said it was too early anyway, but all in all she’d said everything was coming along nicely. Watching her now I tried to imagine her being taken, being subjected to the atrocities her father had described, that too made me want to murder the bastard all over again.
My phone vibrated on my desk and I snatched it up to answer, it was barley five in the morning and I didn't want her getting up yet she needed her rest.
"Thorpe."
"Uh boss there's some kid down here says he's Starks' son and he needs to talk to you."
"Are you shitting me, did we know he had one of those?"
"Nope, completely off the radar."
I looked back at Blossom, did she know and if so why hadn't she ever mentioned him?
"Keep him on ice I'll be right down." I eased onto the bed after ending the call, using my fingers to lightly play with her hair I kissed her awake. "Wake up baby."
"Hummm?"
She was barley awake but still her lips sought mine in answer. I couldn't resist deepening the kiss until she came fully awake.
"Is it morning already hubby?"
I rubbed noses with her; "Not quite but I have a question; did you know that Keith Starks had a son?"
"Jason?" She scrunched up her face and I thought she was going to tell me this kid had done some horrific shit to her as well and if so I was going downstairs and put a bullet in his fucking head no joke. I was way pass sick of this shit.
"I guess that's him, so he does exist."
"I haven't seen him in a long time, he ran away when we were kids. Jason's younger than I am; he's like sixteen now I think. Why, did you find him? He was nice when we were younger nothing like his creepy dad."
Okay then I guess the kid could live. "Go back to sleep love I'll be right back."
She was out before I cleared the door. I looked over my shoulder at her once more before leaving, and made my way downstairs to the offices where my guys had taken up residence in the rooms down there until this thing was over. I'd told them it was perfectly fine for them to go home at night because my security was impenetrable but Gage and Maurice especially wouldn't hear of it so I'd given up arguing with their hardheaded asses and let them do their thing. It was for her they were doing it anyway so how could I find fault with that?
This kid was sixteen? Ashley must be mistaken or this was an imposter. Those were my first thoughts when I caught a side view of the stranger standing in the middle of the room surrounded by my men. It was only as he turned around that I saw the adolescence in his features.
"You're Thorpe?" He made as if to come towards me but Gage held him back with a hand to the chest.
"Not so fast kid."
"Could you maybe get your pit bull off of me? I come in peace." He held up his hands in mock surrender, kid had a mouth on him.
"What's that you got there Jason?"
"Ah, so it is Ashley you have up there, good to know I'm not chasing my tail." I looked around in confusion, what the hell was he talking about?
"He refused to give his name other than Starks, we saw him on the monitors trying to find a way in so Maurice nabbed him and that's when he told us he was Starks' son and that he needed to see you."
"Oh I see, and you figure if I told Ashley Starks' son was here she would know your real name."
"Yes, thanks by the way."
"What for?"
"For rescuing her, I couldn't."
"Excuse me?"
"I was just a kid...I found out what they were doing by mistake." He rubbed his stomach as if he was going to be sick.
"And what did you do Jason?"
"Nothing, I couldn't do a fucking thing because my father caught me so I had to run. I wanted to take her I swear but there was no way. I tried coming back a time or two but her father had her too guarded back then, so I just kinda gave up for a while. I always thought I'd come back when I got older before it was too late you know?"
"And now, why're you here?"
"I saw the announcement in the papers that you got married. I had to come see if it was true if she was free. Then I heard the news about her father the pig and I figured something was going on and you might need these." He threw the folder he'd been holding on the desk, I glanced at it with a nod, and Gage flipped it open.
"Jackpot."
Chapter 30
Gideon
"Where did you get this kid?" I pawed through the stuff on my desk taking quick glances of things as they unfolded. Just that was enough to get my heart pumping, jackpot indeed.
"I took it before I did the runner." I looked over at the kid still not sure about anything; this shit had too many tentacles and too many unknowns. I won’t just go along with shit because it looked good, not where she was concerned.
"I'm guessing your dad knows you took this stuff or did you make copies?"
"Nope originals all the way; so can you use this stuff to put those freaks away because I'm tired of hiding out?" The kid puffed his chest up trying to play the big bad man but behind the eyes was all scared little boy. That more than anything sold me on his story, that and the fact that she’d said he’d ran away. His frame was that of a man and not a sixteen-year old boy but now that I see him clearly he looked a little gaunt, like he hadn’t been taken care of in a long time.
"Where do you live now Jason?"
"Who's asking?" I gave him my ‘don't fuck with me’ glare and was happy to see it still packed a punch when he swallowed noticeably and fidgeted.
"Answer." He looked around the room somewhat embarrassed but then was saved from having to answer.
"Company heading in boss." Gage gave me the heads up but I'd already detected the movements from the little device in my pocket.
"I heard her." That's all I would say, no one needed to know I had eyes and ears on her at all times, not even my trusted men.
She came through the door eyes searching; the heartfelt whisper tore at m
e.
"Jason." That's all she said before she flew across the room and was picked up by the overgrown youth.
I took an involuntary step forward but checked myself; there was nothing to worry about here. She was mine, all mine and there was no reason for jealousy to rear its ugly head. But I must admit the sight of another man or boy with their hands on her made me very uneasy.
My movements were calculated and seemingly natural when I moved to where they stood and pulled her back against me possessively. When she rested her hands over mine that were now resting on her stomach my world was set back to rights. I didn't miss the disrespectful snickers from my men but I'll deal with them later.
"Jace where've you been I've been so worried." She reached out to take his hand as he looked at her like she was a sight for sore eyes.
"Sorry Ash I had no choice believe me, I tried to get you out but my dad found out what I was up to so I had to hide." He looked like he wanted to cry; just a fucking kid and he’d tried to fight the evil on his own. He couldn’t have been more than thirteen or fourteen at the time, damn.
"Where did you go?" He shrugged his shoulders at her and looked away sheepishly.
"Jason where did you go?" She’s a persistent little thing he didn’t stand a chance. I squeezed her trying to send a private message to ease up but she just squeezed my hand and kept at it until she got what she wanted.
"I moved around a lot at first but when I thought things calmed down enough I came back to Blue Haven." That's all he would say but I was getting the picture; the kid had been living on the streets. I'm guessing like me he knew my wife's heart and didn't want to divulge that information because he knew she would feel guilt over it since he'd been on the run because he'd tried to help her. I made up my mind then and there; it wasn’t hard. He was just another victim of these assholes and he’d basically given up his life trying to help her. Just a fucking kid, I didn’t want to think what would’ve happened to him if his old man had gotten ahold of him. Or if the senator had ever known that he had the evidence he had. My guess is that Starks was planning a double cross or he was just covering his ass in case of contingencies. Either way.
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