Releasing Hannah

by Tl Reeve

  Leaning forward as much as he could, a malicious smile passed Gregory’s lips. “As soon as I get out of here, I will kill you and the little bitch too.”

  Jonas pushed back at him. “Mother fucker, you want to know the best part about this situation? Your ass isn’t getting out. You’re under arrest for the attempted murder of Hannah Edmunds. You’re also under arrest for burglary, grand theft, destruction of property and whatever else the DA can and will come up with. When you get out, it will be in a pine box.” Jonas stood. “Have fun in prison, Gregory.” Snatching the door, open he strolled out. Once it closed, he stood for a moment and collected himself. He had them all dead to rights, and by the end of the day, Kapinsky’s mom would be in a cell too. Kapinsky could want for lawyer now. They had Gregory’s confession.

  Jonas felt the vibration of his phone and pulled it out, it was the hospital, “This is Jonas.”

  “This is Hannah, I’m glad we know our names.” Her voice was groggy and drug filled. He hoped like crazy it helped her.

  “You should be resting, tesoro. Why are you calling?” he asked trying not to sound too much like an ass.

  “I missed you, and was wondering if you’d be back by tonight,” she whispered.

  “Yes, but it will be later. I still have a shit load of paperwork here to do. Is Jackson still with you?” Whatever she needed he wanted to make sure the other man got it for her.

  “Okay, I’ll be here for a while too,” she chuckled softly. “Jackson is still sitting right next to me, why?”

  “No reason, Hannah. I just wanted to make sure he’s there for you. I love you, and I’ll be there soon, promise.” He hung up with her and tilted his head back, before dialing Jackson. He didn’t let the man speak as he picked up. “Whatever she needs, see that she gets it.” He hung up once more and headed back toward his desk to fill out the necessary forms. In a few short hours, each of the men would be on their way to a long vacation courtesy of the government.

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  Hannah looked out the window of her hospital room and sighed. She hated hospitals, she hated doctors and if she’d been awake when Jonas had her brought in, she’d have kicked and screamed. Instead, here she sat in a bed and connected to all kinds of shit, with Jackson next her smirking. If her shoulder didn’t hurt like a bitch, she’d have kicked his ass already. As it stood, she had her own personal IOU saved in her memory.

  It still tripped her out to know her parents weren’t just normal Americans on vacation in Scotland. To know they did the same job she’d willingly taken in the beginning of her career. She wondered if they would be proud of her, or if they be disappointed. She hoped they’d be proud of her. She’d never taken a life, but she’d been loyal to a fault. She protected the people she loved and would lay down her life every day for them. So what if she didn’t have her complete memory, what she did have was family.

  A week later, Hannah sat in a swank restaurant with Jonas. He was nervous. Every few moments he drank some of his water or glanced around. As the waiter brought out their dessert her jaw dropped. In the middle of her raspberry delight sat a ring and written around the edge of the plate in raspberry sauce had been the message; will you marry me? How could she say no? She was his, she knew it from the first time he touched her.

  “Well?” he inquired, as he waited impatiently.

  “Yes, I will marry you, Jonas.” She smiled putting the ring on her finger.

  Even with her arm wrapped in the immobilizer, he picked her up and twirled her around. Wincing through the pain, she laughed for the first time, truly at peace with herself. Jonas put her down momentarily so he could pay for their meal before picking her back up to carry her out and drive her home.

  Their home.

  Chapter Sixteen

  One year later…

  The summer breeze blew off the lake as the ceremony was conducted in Jonas’s back yard.

  Taking her hands into his, Jonas grinned liked Cheshire cat as the priest pronounced them husband and wife, “You may now kiss the bride.”

  “With pleasure.” Jonas cupped her cheek and kissed her. When his lips met hers, he sighed. Finally, she was completely his, and no one would take her away from him again.

  The crowd cheered them on as he deepened the kiss and Hannah threw her arms around him. Her shoulder had taken a little more than six weeks to heal, but she’d been right as rain. She had a ‘bitchen’ battle scar now and loved showing it to anyone who’d look.

  Breaking the kiss, they turned toward everyone as the priest announced them officially, “It is my pleasure to introduce to you Mr. and Mrs. Jonas Raphael.” The crowd clapped more as they made their way down the aisle and back into the house.

  “I can’t believe we actually did it. We’re married.” She was giddy, the excitement radiating through her whole body as she moved toward the stairs.

  “Where are you going, wife?” he asked following her.

  “To change for the party. Why, husband?” She glanced over her shoulder.

  “You have another dress?” he questioned moving up the stairs.

  “Yes, I do. I couldn’t see myself out in this humidity wearing layers of material. I have a bridal cocktail dress.” Hannah opened the door to their room and walked to the closet.

  Jonas sat on the bed and watched as she stripped off her dress and stood almost completely naked in front of him. “See something you like?” she teased.

  “Oh yes,” he growled, pulling at his own clothes. With his tie, shirt and jacket, shucked, he went to her. Taking her hand, he brought her back over to their bed. “I believe they can wait out there. We have more important business to attend too.”

  “Oh, and what business is that?” Hannah cocked her brow.

  “You.” Sliding his hand down her flat belly, to the lip of her panties, he traced the line before dipping his fingers between her thighs. Hannah cried out as he pinched her clit and rubbed the pad of his thumb over it.

  Her head fell back against the pillows and her hips arched toward his touch. “Jonas,” she cried, scrapping her fingernails through his hair.

  Jonas kissed and nipped at her neck. His mouth trailed a path down over her collarbone, stopping at the puckered scar. He took his time there, kissing it softly. He pushed the scrap of material covering her pussy out of his way and thrust two of his fingers into her. He drew one of her hard nipples into his mouth and sucked earnestly. Each pull timed perfectly with the thrust of his hand.

  Hannah cried out rocking her hips. She was beautiful, laying there. Her skin flushed, tempting him. “Steady, baby, this time is for us.”

  He continued down her lithe form, his tongue licking the rim of her navel before trailing over her hip. Pulling back from her, he yanked the silk panties off and placed his hands under her ass. Tipping her hips toward his mouth, he nestled between her thighs and moaned. It had been a long time since he’d feasted on the soft supple flesh of her pussy. Using his thumb and forefinger to hold her open for him, his tongue traced each lip and then delved between the delicate pink folds. Jonas tasted Hannah’s cream and groaned. Honey and something wild filtered through him as he probed her more lapping at her.

  Above him she moaned even more, clamping her thighs around him. Her fingers, still imbedded in his hair, held his face in place as he continued to suck and nibble on her clit. Each swipe of his tongue sent her higher as he worked her body. Inserting two of his thick fingers back into her channel, he fucked her. The pads of his fingers hit her sweet spot, while humming against her clit. Her walls clamped down on him as he moved and she cried out.

  His dick jerked; growing painfully hard. He tried to control his need to take her. He wanted their first time as a married couple to be about more than just the sex. He wanted it to be about the love they shared and them becoming one.

  Shifting away from Hannah, he stood and removed his pants. She watched him through hooded eyes and as he removed his underwear. His shaft jumped again as she licked her lips. “Do you see som
ething you like, Hannah?”

  “Yes,” she murmured, when he fisted himself.

  “What?” he asked stroking his length slowly. His hips and ass flexing with each pass.

  “You.” She scrambled toward him, pushing his hand out of the way. Cupping his sac, she took him into her hand and licked the bulbous head of his cock. When she squeezed his sac, she sucked the tip into her mouth. Her tongue swirled and flicked the slit.

  Jonas fisted his hands in her hair, guiding her mouth over him. With each plunge of her mouth, she took him deeper until her chin touched his sac. Jonas froze. His balls drew up toward his body as the tingle at the base of his spine signaled his impending climax.

  “No more, minx. I want to be buried deep inside you when I come. I want you screaming my name as you come for me.” Laying her back against the bed, he climbed up her body and positioned himself at her entrance. Their combined moans of pleasure filled the room as he settled balls deep inside her with one thrust. Her muscles rippled and contracted around him. She felt like heaven itself as he began to roll his hips against hers.

  With each whimper…each sigh, he pressed on. She’d been so wet and felt so good under him. His pace quickened. He wanted to take his time with her, but couldn’t hold back any longer. His hips bucked and jerked against her.

  Hannah cried for more—for him to be rougher with her, and he obliged. Raking his teeth over the areola of her nipple, he pulled the tight pearl into his mouth and sucked hard. Her screams filled the room as she moved wildly with him, searching for her release.

  Wrapping her legs around his waist, he flipped them over so she was riding him, his mouth never leaving her nipple. Hannah ground her hips against his as she rode him hard and fast. She rolled her hips and lifted just slightly before slamming back down onto him. “Jonas,” she cried.

  “Come, Hannah, now.” His voice thick with need, as he tore his mouth away from her nipple.

  She complied readily, screaming his name as her body convulsed and shuddered around his. With each pulse of her orgasm, the walls of her cunt spasmed and pulled at him, sending Jonas crashing over the edge. He clung to her tightly as they trembled from their powerful climaxes.

  Slowly, Jonas moved her to his side and held her there. The silent promise he made her all those months ago had come to pass. She was his now. The sounds of laughter down in the court yard warmed his soul. It had been too long since the joyous sound filled his house. He knew with Hannah by his side, laughter and happiness would always fill his home.

  Author Bio

  TL Reeve, a multi-published author with Cobblestone Press, Decadent Publishing, Evernight Publishing, and Loose-Id, was born out of a love of family and a bond that became unbreakable. Living in Alabama, TL misses Los Angeles, and will one-day return to the beaches of Southern California to ride the waves at Huntington Beach. When not writing something hot and sexy, TL can be found curled up with a good book, or working on homework with a cute little pixie.

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