An Act of Release: Order & Chaos Book 2

by Samantha Wolfe

  When I finally came back to reality, I was gripping the ropes that were holding us both up now. Jen was still whimpering in pleasure as I pulled my softening cock out of her. Without pausing to catch my breath, I began undoing the ropes. A few moments later, Jen was back on the rug again. I swiftly unbound her, loving the marks in her skin left by the rope and massaging her limbs gently as I freed her.

  I lifted her into my arms and laid her on the bed, then stripped off my jeans and boxers. I crawled onto the bed and gathered her up in my arms as she started to sob softly.

  "Jen?" I asked worriedly. "What's wrong, honey?" Shit, had I hurt her? I raised myself on one arm, so I could look down at her now tear-stained face.

  "I'm so happy," she murmured softly as she smiled up at me. "I...I couldn't hold it in, Ford. I love you so much it hurts."

  My eyes stung as her words punched me in the gut. I knew exactly how she felt. "I love you too, Jenny," I whispered hoarsely as I smiled. "I can't hold it in either," I added as a tear trickled down through my beard. "And I don't ever want to." She reached up and wiped it away with a shaking hand.

  "Me either," she replied with a look of pure love and understanding shining in her brilliant sapphire eyes.

  I gathered her back into my arms, cuddling her close and holding on tight to the love of my life. She was mine and always would be, and I'd never let her go.

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  Morning light was already illuminating my bedroom on Wednesday as I drowsed in my bed, enjoying the feel of a warm naked Jenny in my arms. I burrowed my face into the back of her neck, and I hugged her closer against my chest as I spooned her body. I breathed in her vanilla musk deeply, the scent familiar and comforting. I'd been half awake for a while and really should have been sleeping, since Jen would have to get up for work soon, but it just felt too good holding her not to stay awake and enjoy it.

  We spent all day together yesterday, the majority of it in this very bed. After our rope scene, we slept for several hours then woke up starving and horny, so I ordered a pizza, and we fucked until it showed up. After we ate, we slept some more, had sex again, then lazed in bed talking for hours. It wasn't until dinner time that we got cleaned up and actually left the building. I took her out to dinner, and then for a ride on my bike before coming back here to watch a movie. It had been a very good day, and Jen was finally calm and relaxed again after several weeks of stress from suffering alone under Carter's threats and blackmail. I was so happy that I could help her and her family find a way to thwart that sick bastard's plans.

  "Ford," Jen murmured softly as she wiggled her ass against my groin. My dick promptly woke up. Holy hell, I couldn't get enough of her. I growled under my breath as I moved my hand slowly down her belly then slid my fingers over her pubic bone and pressed them against her pussy. She was already wet, her soft warm folds feeling like heaven to me. I groaned with need, the noise a deep rumble in my chest. I needed to bury myself inside her and make her mine again, so she'd never forget who'd always love her and take care of her.

  I pushed two fingers into her, and she gasped in pleasure. I thrust them slowly in and out several times, making her body writhe in my arms before gliding them up to her clit and pressing firm circles into it. Her body began to tense with an approaching release as soft whimpers fell from her lips. I ground my erect cock against her ass, wanting her to fall apart at least once before I entered her.

  Suddenly, my doorbell rang. What the fuck? Irritation instantly flared to life inside me.Who the hell was here this early? Jen stilled and started to pull away from me.

  "Don't," I told her in a voice roughened with arousal. "Ignore it. They'll go away." I continued massaging her clit for several more moments. The doorbell rang again, followed by several loud thumps as whoever it was started pounding on the door. "What the fuck?" I snarled as I pulled my hand away from Jen's sex.

  "You should probably see who that is, Ford," Jen said in a sleepy voice.

  I growled again and sat up. "Son of a bitch." Who'd have thought I'd be cock blocked this early in the goddamn morning? There were more hard thumps on the door again.

  "Maybe...maybe something happened." Jen sat up suddenly with wide horrified eyes. She started to breath more heavily as fear took over her body.

  "Shh, honey." I caressed her cheek with my knuckles. "It's probably nothing. I'll get rid of whoever it is." I flung back the blankets and got off the bed, snatching up my jeans from the floor and pulling them on hastily before walking out of my room.

  The thumping continued as I crossed the living room, swearing under my breath the whole time. Seriously? Who the fuck was that? Shit, maybe something bad happened to Mom or Natie. Fuck. What if something happened to Daniel? Icy fear streaked through me. I hurried down the steps to my door with my heart pounding in my chest. I flung the door open to find four police officers standing there, looking grim and staring back at me. Their body language was tense and confrontational, and it immediately set me on edge. Something was seriously wrong here.

  "Good morning, officers," I said, trying to keep my voice even and polite. "Can I help you with something?"

  "We're looking for Ford Spencer," The tall broad-shouldered cop to my left asked me, his voice stern and no-nonsense.

  Why the hell were they looking for me? "Um...That's me," I answered in confusion, followed closely by sheer panic. Were they here to tell me someone in my family died? "Is something wrong? Is my family okay?"

  "That's not why we're here, sir," the cop to the right answered as he shifted is stance. "We have a warrant for your arrest."

  "You...you what?" I exclaimed out loudly as I jerked back in surprise. "For what?" I barked out harshly. One of the two cops behind the two that just spoke moved a hand closer to his gun. Shit, I needed to chill out. This had to be a mistake. I knew I hadn't done anything, and I didn't want to come off confrontational. It wasn't like this was going to become anything anyway. I was innocent, but I could still get charged with resisting arrest.

  "Criminal confinement and rape, sir," the officer on the left said, his face hard and devoid of any emotion. "We need you to come with us."

  I stared at him in shock, not able to believe what he'd just said. Cold tendrils of dread began uncoiling inside me. "What?" I whispered. I wanted to ask who I'd supposedly done that to, but I knew enough from being the son of a lawyer to keep my mouth shut. It didn't really matter anyway since I didn't do any such thing.

  "Please step outside, sir."

  I don't even know which cop said that as I stood there in shock.

  "Ford?!" Jenny called out, and I turned and looked up to see her at the top of the steps in my T-shirt. She was looking down at me with terror and horror in her gorgeous eyes.

  "I...I didn't do it, Jen," I blurted out. "Whatever they say, I didn't do it."

  "I know." She nodded vigorously. I sighed in relief. She started coming downstairs.

  "Jen, no," I told her firmly. "Stay upstairs." She stopped immediately and began wringing her hands in distress.

  "Mr. Spencer we need you to come outside now," an office called out.

  I turned back toward the police officers. Shit, this was real. How the fuck was this happening? And why? Then like a bolt of lightening the truth hit me. Carter. I didn't know how, but this was his doing. It had to be. I just knew it. Nothing else made sense. I looked back up the steps at Jen, and our eyes locked in understanding.

  "Carter," she whispered as tears started pouring from her eyes.

  I nodded. "Call Natalie," I called up to her in a desperate tone. She inclined her head in acknowledgment, and disappeared into my apartment. Thank God. I didn't want her to see this, even if I was innocent.

  "Sir," one officer said firmly with an edge of threat.

  I faced them again and held my hands up to show them I wasn't going to resist them. "I'm coming out," I said as I stepped outside on bare feet wearing only my jeans. They surrounded me immediately.

  "Hands on your head and legs
apart, sir."

  I immediately complied, and stood there mortified as they did a pat down to check for weapons. The next thing I knew they were handcuffing my hands behind my back. Holy fucking hell, this was real. The fear leaped to sheer terror.

  "Ma'am," one of the cops called out. "Please stay inside."

  "Please, sir," Jen pleaded behind me, her voice thick with emotion. "He doesn't have any shoes or a shirt." I glance back to see her standing a few feet from the open doorway in her own clothes now with an officer blocking her path to me. She was holding up my shirt and shoes in her hands while tears streamed down her face. "Please." Thankfully, the officer gave her a sympathetic expression, took mercy on her, and took the pile of clothes from her.

  The two cops behind me started leading me to a nearby squad car. I didn't hear any of it as my mind reeled in stunned horror. This was like a horrible nightmare come true. Thank God, Jen believed me, but what would everyone else think. My sister, my mother, my father. Fuck. He'd probably believe these bullshit allegations.

  I caught Jen's eyes as the officers helped me into the back of the squad car. She was sobbing now, her body trembling uncontrollably. "I'll be okay, Jen," I called out to her. "Don't worry, honey. I love you, and everything will be fine."

  "I love you too," she sobbed out as the door closed. I locked my eyes on Jen, trying to offer what comfort I could, suspecting she didn't believe my reassuring words anymore that I did.

  One of the police officers climbed into the front seat and started the car, and I kept my eyes on her as we pulled away. The last thing I saw before we drove out of sight was my Jenny collapsing to her knees in complete and utter despair. I helplessly slumped back against the seat and closed my eyes, feeling exactly the same, and wondering if my life as I knew it and the future Jen and I had planned were now gone forever.

  COMING SOON...

  Look for the final book in this trilogy, An Act of Redemption: Order & Chaos Book 3, in December 2016.

  If you loved this book or any of my others, please leave a review on my Amazon author page, http://www.amazon.com/Samantha-Wolfe/e/B0172GSQGY. I'd really appreciate it.

  S.W.

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  About the Author

  Samantha is a self-professed nerd from the Midwest, who loves anything with a good plot. She'll watch anything with werewolves, vampires, or zombies in it. She is a voracious reader and loves smutty romance novels and contemporary fantasy. Samantha started writing her first erotic romance in February of 2015, and now she can't stop. It's a passion that she can't shut off, nor would she want to. She loves animals, especially dogs, and if her husband let her, she'd have a dozen, but two are his limit. She's looking forward to sharing more of her books with the world.

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