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I’d left out knives and the rifle on occasion and watched her behavior. Letting her closer than a few yards was dangerous, I’d decided. Besides, how could I train it out of her, if I had to be certain she’d touched the weapon? So I’d made new rules and punished her if she went within ten feet. It worked well. She tended to make a fifteen feet circle around them, since my idea of ten feet and hers didn’t always tee up.

And now, Glass was eyeing her since she’d stopped short of the pile of our stuff. I strode over and removed the weapon, then gestured to her.

The power at times like this, with Glass watching, it was an indescribable rush, a haunting feeling that made me ten feet tall. Even with another man watching, I could’ve bent her over the boxes and fucked her and she’d do nothing except take it and moan when I made her come.

The curve of her bottom under that short dress...why not?

“Want to truly understand how well she’s trained?”

He shrugged. “Sure.”

I gave him the rifle, beckoned to her then clicked my fingers again. She kneeled before me, eyes widening as I unzipped. “Here.”

The little V on her brow and her glance at Glass said it worried her but after a few seconds, she shuffled forward. Her pink mouth opened and my cock twitched in my hand. Memories had me anticipating. The feel of that moist little tongue and her throat pulsing around my dick was always riveting.

I let her lick me. Her tongue tip curled up and around, then I stuck myself all of two inches inside her before I gradually pulled out, took a long breath and zipped up.

From her smile, she knew how good that had felt. Her tongue slid along her upper lip then went back in.

“Whoa.” Glass chuckled. “I tell you what, I wouldn’t have stopped. Damn. I’m going to have blue balls all the way back.”

He wasn’t the only one, but the storm was coming.

“When we get back, I’m fucking that mouth,” I murmured.

“Yes, Sir.” When she went to grab another piece of gear, she leaned over so far I could see her wet slit.

Behind me, Glass coughed. “Damn!”

Was that a deliberate tease? I smiled, finding it strangely enticing that she still might have enough fire in her to tease.

After we’d taken off and reached a good height, the plane banked as we altered direction. Her lips were pale and I recalled her worries over landings and take-offs. “Here. Hold my hand.” When she wriggled her fingers underneath mine, I squeezed.

“Have you still got a job for me, Glass? And a house?”

“Yes. I do.” With the plane level, he glanced back. “You still happy to take it?”

“Absolutely, boss.” I grinned.

“Great. Couple of things. My IT guy tracked the emails from the main guy running that House back to a place in Australia. Long way from us. But at least we know. Second. There’s been someone sniffing around the city. The cops on loan from Australia found Jazmine’s DNA. You can imagine the uproar over that. The local cops are helping them, digging around, interviewing people. That makes things even hairier if anyone links her in any way at all to us. Plus some friend of hers has brought a private detective over. They’re talking to a man tomorrow and he has relatives in the raskols.”

“Okay. You need an emergency plan?”

“I think so. I don’t want them linking you or me to this. To her.”

“Sir? May I speak?”

She’d be wondering who this friend was and about their fate.

“No. Not at all.”

I mused while staring out the window. How far could we go with this?

A dark shadow below in a stretch of shallower sea caught my eye. The shape and size made me think it might be the old man’s boat. If that was it, the vessel hadn’t gotten far at all before sinking. The hole in the hull had been small but there had been the storm that night. They’d never find his body there anyway because I’d dropped it into the current separately.

Risk exposure because he had read more on that page than he admitted? No. My decision had been cold and logical.

I would not let his face haunt me. Not this time.

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