And sure enough, a blond-haired woman with green eyes stepped in. She was sexy, in a whorish type of way, and could definitely not be ugly duckling, Adriana. However, she walked over to Mel with her head held high and pulled a cell phone out of her bra.
“Is there anything else you needed, ma’am?”
Holy mother of fuck. Sure enough, that voice belonged to Adriana.
Nodding, Mel placed the phone in her back pocket. “Thank you, Adriana, feel free to change. I hope that wasn’t too much for you.”
“Never, ma’am,” Adriana replied, taking off the blond wig. “I placed the bombs throughout the compound like you asked. They sweep the place every morning though, so tonight is the only chance you have.”
“He didn’t touch you did he?” she asked with no emotion whatsoever. Anyone who knew her was aware that emotionless Mel was as ruthless as they come.
“No, ma’am. I was too European for him. He wanted to taste the native culture.” She frowned, blinking rapidly as she pulled off her fake nose.
“Thank you, Adriana.”
Adriana nodded before leaving, and I could feel my blood begin to boil over.
Why the fuck am I clueless right now? I thought to myself as I cracked my jaw. Walking in front of her, I leaned in on the other side of the table.
“Speak, now,” I said, afraid of losing my temper with her. One moment I wanted to fuck her brains out, the next, I wanted to snap her neck. Why did she torture me so much?
She leaned in and whispered, “I think I should rest.”
“Mel . . .”
“After Adriana let you know I was on the plane, I had her follow along on a commercial flight. We’ve cut off most of Vance’s drug supply, but the money he makes from trafficking is a lot higher—”
“You let Adriana get abducted?” That was the most reckless thing I had ever heard from her. Trafficking wasn’t a joke. Adriana was most likely drugged within seconds of being taken. They could’ve done God knows what during that time, and worst of all, Adriana could have been blown . . .
“I see the wheels of hell turning in your eyes, and you need to breathe,” she snapped at me. “Yes, I let Adriana get abducted, but she knew what she needed to do. After all, it wasn’t the first time the Valero had taken her. This time she didn’t go in as a victim, but as a motherfucking liberator. So as I was saying before you grew a heart, Mr. Grinch, Adriana was taken from the airport. What she did, and how she got out, I’m not aware of because it just fucking happened. All that matters is that their hideout is laced with Cyanide bombs.”
“You want to smoke them out.” Declan smirked stepping closer, and the moment he did, I stabbed the table right next to his hand. He looked up at me with eyes wide before taking a step back.
“We smoke them out like rats, and we shoot them down one by one while they’re blinded.” Neal grinned, circling the area around Valero’s hideout. “They will come running as fast as possible, but they will be too fucked up to even pull the trigger.”
“You planned this all out in a few hours.” I didn’t even bother trying to hide how impressed I was.
Turning to Neal and Declan, I signaled for them to leave. Declan was out the door faster than I had ever seen him move.
She poured herself a glass of brandy, but neither of us spoke. We both were too hardheaded for that. Knocking back the rest of my drink, I licked my lips.
“I missed you,” I whispered. She was the only one who could take all the fight right out of me and put it back in at the same time. “I missed you, and us, and who we were for that short moment in between hating each other and losing . . .”
I didn’t think I would ever be able to say it out loud. It hurt too much, and no matter how far down I pushed, the pain it came back again.
I was so lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t even noticed she’d moved beside me until I felt her hand in mine. Lifting it to her lips, she kissed my knuckles, and I couldn’t help but moan at the softness of her lips. How long had it been since I kissed her. As if she could read my mind, she cupped the side of my face before kissing my lips. She tasted like honey and I almost came in my pants when she bit my lip.
“I’ve missed you as well,” she whispered. “I-I needed time. I didn’t know how much, but I just knew I needed a moment to be—”
“To be sad,” I finished for her, wanting nothing more than to close the distance between our lips.
“Yeah.” She smiled sadly, and I wanted to wipe it from her face. “I never meant . . . I knew I couldn’t be any help in the mindset I was in. I hope you didn’t get used to ruling without me.”
“Never.” I cupped her check running my finger across her bottom lip. “I could never rule without you. I need you, physically, spiritually, and emotionally.”
“I need you, too, but I need to take care of Saige. I can’t—”
“Shh,” I murmured as I unbuckled her pants.
She moaned as I cupped her ass lifting her onto the table. “Liam we don’t have time . . .”
“I know.” I sighed. “I just need a taste to tide me over.”
Before she could speak, I pulled her pants and underwear down, kissing her forehead, then her lips, before kissing the top of her breasts. I even bit one, causing her to gasp as I played with her pussy.
“Liam . . .”
“Shut up, Mel,” I said, falling to my knees and allowing my tongue the pleasure of tasting her.
She moaned as my tongue went deeper inside her, I could feel her rocking against my face, begging for release. Her wetness dripped all over my fingers as I thrust them into her.
“Fuck me, Liam . . .” She grabbed ahold of her breasts, pinching her nipples, while riding me.
“What happened to not having time?”
“Make time.” She grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling me up to her face. Kissing her made my dick beg for release. Knowing that she was tasting herself on my lips was almost too much.
“You’ve had enough control for one day, love,” I whispered grabbing ahold of her breasts. I wanted her to be my bitch, because she was my bitch. She pulled at my pants until they finally dropped, allowing me the freedom I desired.
I pulled her off the table and flipped her around, falling to my knees again as I kissed her ass before biting it and rising back up.
“Li . . . oww . . . ohh!” She screamed as I shoved my dick right into her ass.
“You’ve ticked me off,” I told her grabbing onto her hair as I slammed into her so hard her ass jiggled, begging for me to slap it, which I had no other choice but to do.
“You’ve captured my heart.” I pulled her up lifting her shirt and bra in order to squeeze the fuck out of her breasts with my left hand. My right hand traveled down her stomach to cup her wetness.
“Fuck, Liam . . .” She wrapped her arm around my neck.
“You’ve driven me half mad,” I said, biting her ear before pushing her back down onto the table.
“You’ve made me fall in love with you.” Grabbing her waist, I slowed my thrusts only for a second before I rammed into her again making her moan random words.
“You’ve made me into a monster.” I held on to her sides while I fucked her so hard and fast, everything that was once on the table fell to the ground.
I fucked her over the map of the damn country, and she loved it so much she couldn’t even speak. I fucked the words straight from her lips. She came not once, not twice, not even three times, but four. Reaching back, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and hoisted herself onto her knees, pressing into my chest. Her face was so close to mine each time she came, her eyes would glaze over like she was reaching a new high. And the look on her face, the look of a woman fucked beautifully was too much for me to handle.
I pulled out of her, and she all but collapsed back onto the table as I came all over her back and her ass. It was the most glorious thing I had ever seen.