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I nodded and went into the photos on my phone, bringing up Esther’s pretty grinning face, her arm slung about her sister’s shoulder. ‘This one here.’

She tilted her head and considered for a moment. Nerves crept into my chest as I faced the fact that I may have lost the track entirely if Esther hadn’t been there.

‘Yes. She was here.’

‘When?’

A comically enormous book creaked as she opened it, scanning through the last, half-filled page. ‘One week ago. See here?’

Her finger ran along an entry. It didn’t say Esther or Emily, but rather Amelia Reid. Really, I would have been impressed with the lengths Esther had gone to if I wasn’t so fucking pissed at her.

‘And it’s definitely the girl from the picture?

‘Yes,’ she nodded eagerly. ‘I remember her eyes, so green.’

Relief. Cold and fresh. Thank fuck.

‘Do you know where she went?’

‘Yes. She took the morning bus up to Cuelle.’

‘Thank you.’ I could have kissed her. The way she looked at my lips, she may have welcomed it. ‘Is there another bus?’

‘In the morning, Si.’

‘A taxi? Uber?’

She giggled and shook her head. ‘Not out here. Bus is it. First thing tomorrow.’

‘I guess I’d better take a room then.’

I handed over cash and filled in the form with my details, all while the receptionist fluttered her long eyelashes at me. When she slid the room key, an actual key not a plastic card, into my hand, her fingers hovered over mine for just a second too long.

‘Would you like any help in your room?’

My eyes fell from her fluttering lashes to her generous tits. She was pretty. And if I hadn’t been so exhausted, I’d have likely taken her up on the offer. My balls were blue enough.

‘Not tonight. It’s been a long trip.’ I gave her a soft smile, hoping it would stop the sting of rejection.

Her face reddened as she pointed to the staircase at the far end of the room. ‘Up the stairs, first door on the right. Call me if you need anything.’

The way she stressed anything told me I hadn’t left her too disheartened.

My room was quaint but clean, looking out over the small pool below. The sun was just dipping below the horizon, sending great streaks of orange light over the sea of hills.

I stripped off my clothes and ran the shower, stepping in under the blistering hot water and groaning. I missed my house. My bed. Hell, I missed Gladys. Tracking people down usually meant hitting a few junkie dens and twisting arms for names, not a thousand-mile-long hunt through the dusty back roads of another country.

Scrubbing the dirt from my blonde hair with shitty hotel shampoo, I let a seed of hope flourish. I was close. I had to be. Esther couldn’t be moving to a new village every single day, could she? With each passing day, she’d be feeling emboldened by her escape. She’d have to slow down soon.

My hand stroked at my cock as my mind filled with her. It wasn’t the first time I’d fucked my fist and thought of those pretty green eyes. Little did I know that in the flesh, she’d be even hotter than in my fantasies. The way she’d said please when she asked to suck me, her voice so sweet and eager. Fuck, it had got me straight in the crotch.

I leant one hand against the slick tiles of the shower stall as I stroked my fist up my length, imagining her hot, wet mouth over me. Those fuck me eyes begging me to use her. My cum dripping from her lips.

Fuck.

My grunts mingled with the sound of falling water as I let myself go, fully imagining her there, on her knees, begging to please me. Tears on her face as she pleaded for forgiveness. Fuck, I’d make her work for it.

Balls heavy, I jerked my swollen dick. In my head, it was her sweet little cunt engulfing the head, wrapping me up in her heat. She’d writhe against me as I speared her again and again, making her pay for deceiving me. All the while begging for more.

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