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He licks his lips and the horny devil inside me has me grinding against him, then he smirks at me in only a way Sullivan can, I swear this man makes me weak. “Why would I want to be anywhere else? Sorry I was distracted. Cian is sending me running commentary on the guy he is messing up and the pent-up aggression I have is making me jealous.”
His phone buzzes again and I snatch it from his hand, my mouth falling open when I see the message. He wasn’t lying—Cian has some greasy-looking man with blood dripping down his face in a headlock and has taken a selfie. I hand the phone back to Sullivan and press my body into his, placing a kiss on his neck, then slowly peppering kisses down his collar bone.
“Maybe I can take your mind off it,” I purr, pushing back and getting to my knees in front of him and undoing his belt. He leans back, letting me unzip him and once I free his cock, I wrap my palm around his shaft, stroking him a few times before wrapping my lips around the head.
“Fuck, Love, just like that,” he says as I take him deep in my throat. Hopefully, it will help him forget about what the guys are doing, and Sam having returned. He hasn’t told me what went down last night, but I know it isn’t good. My gut says Ronan ended her life, but I don’t want to think about it, as did she deserve to die because she stole money from Sullivan and took money from Ronan. I shake the thought from my head, whatever they did they have to live with that, the same way we all do.
Taking my time, I lick and suck Sullivan’s cock, keeping my eyes on his. He pulls his phone out, and I know he is going to send a video of this to Cian, so I seductively lick from the base to the tip, then I swirl my tongue around the top. He growls, then throws his phone down and rests his hand on my head, gently pushing me down. Sullivan is not the one to treat me roughly, so I reach up and place my hand on his, showing him I want him to apply more pressure.
“You want me to fuck your pretty mouth?” he asks, and I hum my answer. I see something in his demeanor switch, and he takes charge, bucking his hips upward as he pulls my head down, fucking my mouth hard. I want him to use me as he needs me, the same way I do with him when I need the gentle touch, as he’s the one who will take care of me. Cian is the one I go to when I want to be fucked into a mattress, and Ronan is all power and control. Darragh is an added surprise I never would have sought for myself, but after Cian told me about his dream, I wanted to make it a reality for him. Honestly though, Darragh surprised me. The way he took care of me after they were done—I didn’t expect it from him.
Sullivan growls and his cock swells in my mouth, followed by his warm cum sliding down the back of my throat. Sullivan helps me up from the floor and I curl into his lap. He wraps his giant arms around my body, pulling me to his chest and kissing my head.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
“I’m more than okay. Are you okay? . . . You know, with the whole Darragh thing?”
The silence stretches on, and I hold my breath while I wait for him to answer.
“I was caught off guard, but please don’t think I’m pissed at you. He tried to throw it in my face.”
“I honestly don’t know what it means yet. It happened because I wanted to help Cian and him bridge things between them, but I wasn’t expecting to like it so much. I still think he is a douche, though, so don’t worry.”
Sullivan laughs. “He sure is—he always has been. I don’t like how rough he is with you.”
“I promise you, he didn’t do anything I didn’t want. I love how gentle you are with me, Sullivan, but total disclosure: I do like it rough sometimes, and he could be that for me.”
Sullivan sighs. “Could Cian please be in the room when you explore things with Darragh? I trust him to stop it going too far.”
I nod. “I would do anything for you, Sullivan. I hope you know that.”
He squeezes me tighter and we sit there together until the door to my office flies open.
“Sorry to barge in, boss,” says one of the female security guards, “but there are cops about to bust in. Ronan gave us a run-down of what to do. We set off the silent alarms in the rooms, and the girls and Dylan are all getting dressed and telling their clients they will get a full refund.”
“Thank you, Carter. When you let them in, please show them straight to my office.”
Thankfully, a few years ago, sex work was legalized in the state, and there are very strict rules you must abide by, including not being allowed to work out on the street. In the entire time Lady Maine was in charge, not one cop on duty came through the doors as anything but a customer.
“No matter what happens, do not say shit to them. If one of us is taken in, call one of the other guys and they will send our lawyer,” Van tells me.
I nod, my heart thumping in my chest. Both Sullivan and I stand and wait until Carter knocks and leads two men into the room.
“Thank you, Carter. Can you please make sure everyone is okay until we are done here?”
“Harper Daniels?” one of the men asks.
“Depends on who’s asking,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
The men introduce themselves, and honestly, I don’t care who they are. Cops are cops. “Harper Daniels, you are under arrest?—”
“For what?!” Sullivan shouts, as he tries to step closer to me. “Get your hands off her!”
My eyes widen when he is tasered. I scream as I run toward him, but I am caught, and my hands are forced behind my back.
“Don’t resist, or you will end up like your friend over there.”
I ignore the fucker as he reads me my rights. Carter rushes to the open door, but the cops block the doorway, so I yell to her, “Call Ronan! Bells has the details.”
