I glance at Salvatore and watch him tense. I already know what he’s thinking. If we don’t do anything until this happens it’s time wasted. But what will it cost us if we get something wrong?
“Gibbs, that’s cutting it too fine. We can’t be like sitting ducks for the next three weeks.” Salvatore blows out a ragged breath.
I don’t like the idea any more than he does, but I think it’s the best option we have.
“I hear you and I don’t like it. I want to keep looking but they’re hidden well. As we know from previous experience that means they have help. With a dirty cop involved that could mean help in high places. We know where their next hit is so all we have to do is watch and wait, allow them to do what they’re doing and lead us straight to Check Point A. Once we know where Checkpoint A is then we’ll hopefully get the guns back. If not, we at least get the guys.”
This is the first real concreate thing we’ve managed to get our hands on.
Salvatore nods. “Yeah, it looks like that’s our best shot.”
“I think it is,” I agree. “It’s the easiest way too and keeps things simple. We plan for a heist then on the sixteenth.”
“I’ll get the men ready. We need to go in hard for this, make sure we get these fuckers good and proper.”
That sounds like music to my ears.
I look forward to going to the club all day and when the time comes, I feel like my old self again.
I’m calling the waiting time respite. A grace period where we can’t do anything but wait, even though we still have the secret squad and our soldiers keeping an eye out. We wouldn’t be fool enough to just sit back and relax for the next three weeks.
I am however taking the time to destress.
There’s only one thing I want to do to relief the damn stress and angst of the last few weeks.
I’m looking right at her as she dances in the crystal ball.
Lilly St. James has been in my head all day and I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit to craving the time to indulge on her.
Tonight’s show is no less perfect than what I’ve seen before. I don’t even fucking care that I upset a whole bunch of my best patrons with my personal announcement yesterday that the angel would no longer be available for bookings. I didn’t say I booked her, but I explained that she received an offer that would cover her for the duration of the show. Anyone who knows me though would guess it was me who made the offer.
All I can think of now is my new toy, the woman who agreed to sell me her body to me for a million dollars. I’m taboo as fuck and a poor bastard who gave into his fascination.
The confliction inside me prevented me from letting her go or allowing anybody else to have her. So, with my millions I bought what I wanted. Her.
I bought my nothing is off limits time with her.
Last night I didn’t mean to see her. I was supposed to be at the club to check the accounts. That’s it. Then she happened. Then the offer happened.
When I took her on the stairs it was like I lost my fucking mind. By the time we got to the suite, I realized I had to have her. Keep her for myself.
I already planned to compensate her for the days I was away but the million sweetened the deal. I didn’t expect her to hesitate though. That moment of hesitation gripped me because I know why she did it.
It has to do with that thing neither of us is acknowledging. That spark of attraction I felt the second I met her and every time I’m with her.
That’s why she hesitated.
I’ve decided not to think about it. I’m just going to enjoy her.
After the show I head to the penthouse suite.
Lilly knows to meet me here. I gave Louise instructions for what I wanted tonight and as Lilly comes through the door, I’m satisfied with what I see.
I wanted her dressed in black tonight because I thought she’d look sexy. She does and more. With nothing but the little lacy negligee she’s wearing so I can see the light pink of her nipples. I’ll be sucking on those tits all night.
With her hair down and that shimmering pink lipstick on her lips she looks delicious and I can’t wait to feast on her.
“Hello Lilly St. James,” I say.
“Hi,” she answers with a little smile. “You wanted me dressed in black?” She lifts the hem of her negligee.
“I did and you are the perfect vision of what I want. Turn around so I can get a good look at you,” I tell her.
She seems more at ease tonight.
She turns around slowly for me and I drink in the glorious sight of her body.
“Come here,” I say when she faces me, and she comes over.
I lift the edge of her negligee and see her smooth mound, so I crouch down and nuzzle my face between her legs, licking over the silky skin of her pussy.
“Fuck yeah,” I groan and look back at her. “Ready for tonight?”
“Yes,” she answers.
I reach for her and bring her straight to my lips for the kiss I’ve been dying to give her all day. When I deepen the kiss, she touches my face and it feels like coming home. The scent of her fills me and drives me mad with lust. I don’t think I could have resisted even if I tried, no matter what reasoning I came up with.
She tastes so damn good and I want to taste her everywhere.
I move from her lips to do just that, but the caress of her dainty hands on my cheek stops me. it’s the way the touch felt. Gentle and meaningful, like she was trying to get my attention. She has it. All of it.
As I stare back, she smooths her finger up the side of my jaw and holds my gaze. Then she stands on the tips of her toes and presses her lips to mine.
The kiss feels different to any we’ve shared. It felt like the real her. not like kissing the angel. It felt like kissing Lilly. It felt like a kiss I’d come home to at night, or the kind that would feel like coming home. And once again this woman throws me off kilter, giving me a taste of something priceless that money can’t buy.
“What was that for, doll?” I ask.
“Saving me,” she answers, and I stare back searching her beautiful eyes.
Saving… the word grips me, and something loosens inside me. It’s all part of that same thing that ensnared me after Amelia’s death.
Once again Lilly reminds me of her. Maybe this woman is my path to some form of redemption. Redemption I didn’t even know I was still seeking.
“Thank you for helping me,” she adds, and those eyes become glassy with tears.
“You sure I helped enough?” I ask. I’m not sure she was telling me everything in regard to her being in trouble but I figured whatever is happening will fix itself when she gets paid the million.
“It was more than enough,” she replies.
“Come back to my lips and give me that kiss again,” I say, and she does.
I take it and get drunk on it and her. Like a drug I take it and want more and more. And I can’t resist.
Chapter Nineteen
Lily
I shuffle against the chains binding my wrist testing out how far I can move my arms.
This is the first time we’ve tried chains. When Christian said he wanted to take me to a darker fantasy I didn’t think this was what he had in mind.