A Kingpin Love Affair: The Complete series(35)

“All right, text me the details. I’ll let you know when I have him picked up.” I hung up the phone throwing it onto the bed. Izzy’s eyes were drilling holes into me as I moved around the room attempting to find a shirt. I could hear her moan, and when I looked over, I caught sight of her touching herself. She was spread eagle on the bed, her knees drawn up at an angle that showed me her soaking *.

“I wish it was you doing this…” she trailed off, inserting one finger and then another into her *. The room grew hotter with every stroke she made. Without hesitation, my pants hit the floor and I fisted my cock in my hand.

“Fuck that sweet *…” I urged, kneeling on the edge of the bed as her eyes drifted closed and her pace upped. The grip I had on my cock tightened as I stroked it forcefully.

“Ahhhh…” I could tell she was almost at her peak, so I went faster.

“Imagine my cock deep inside of you, drilling into you at a relentless pace, making every inch of you mine from the inside out…” My voice was now a growl as my own release lingered right on the surface.

“Fuck…” I heard her sweet little mouth say as her motions became jerky and her knees began to collapse. We kept our eyes trained on one another as I jerked my release onto her body. I smiled down at her as she gave me a sleepy grin. I have never been so f*cking turned on in my life.

I cleared my throat. “Get you and that beautiful ass out of this bed and jump in the shower with me. You’re coming with me to work.” She smiled and moved from the bed slowly as if she didn’t want to move at all. We showered quietly washing each other—bodies and hair. Then I got dressed and made us coffee placing it in to-go cups. We hadn’t really spoken while showering or getting dressed, and honestly, that was fine with me. My body had said everything it needed to say.

As we made our way out into the garage and then into the Tahoe, she asked, “Who are you picking up?”

“I don’t know. I’m never given a name or what they do for a living. I simply take them. Sometimes they might request for me to pick up a package for them or drop one off,” I said as we pulled out of the garage, down the driveway and onto the road. Heading toward the destination Xavier had sent me, I noticed the GPS coordinates were sending me to a warehouse in the business district.

“Do you like doing this?” She shot me another question, her hand reaching over the center console and landing against my knee. Her touch was causing my blood to boil. The need to ravish her was dangerously close.

“Yes, I suppose I do. I never really had time not to like it. Even my dad used to be a driver for Alzerro King’s dad actually. He would take me on drives sometimes and that was how I met Zerro. We were childhood friends growing up, and when I got older, I took over for my dad as he did for his.” I ignored her touch, which was causing my cock to rise in my pants.

“How did you meet him?” Her hand moved closer to my zipper. This woman was about to find out just how not under control I truly was.

“Alzerro used to be part of the mafia. He ran all of French Island and the surrounding areas. He was a cold-blooded killer who was hell bent on making others pay for the destruction that had happened in his life.” Her hand stopped moving as the car filled with tension.

“He killed people?” she asked. I didn’t want to tell her about the past, about the man he used to be, but she had every right to know how I came to know him. About my past. If I wanted to move forward, I needed to let go of the past, and opening up to her was the first step.

“Yes. He killed a lot of people. Most deserved it, but some didn’t. Just like myself—he wasn’t in a good place in his life. Then he met Bree and everything kind of changed.” Thinking back on it, Alzerro’s change was similar to my own. He had lost his mother and needed to find vengeance for her. I had lost my mother and the absence of her had caused a coldness to settle over me. I thought finding out Bree was my sister would help. I thought seeing my dad the happiest he has ever been would change things, but the truth was nothing could cover up the ice that had settled around my heart if I didn’t let anyone in.

“You’re a good person, Jared. You were just lost, hurting, and alone. Everyone does weird things when they feel as if the world is slipping from their hands. ” Her hand gripped my thigh hard, trying to grab my attention. The fact that she understood made my heart rate rise. She knew everything I had failed to tell others, even her. She paid better attention than I had ever expected her to.

“Just remember that when times get hard and the darkness starts to encompass me. I’m not an easy person to be around at my best, let alone my worst,” I warned. I didn’t want to push her away, but I wanted her to know what she was getting herself into, I thought as I pulled into the factory parking lot, noticing just how vacant the place was.

“I’ll remember and I’ll be the person to bring you out of it. You just remember that,” she whispered just as a man in a black suit started walking toward the car. His hair was slicked back, his chin held high and his eyes dialed in on the car. Each of his steps held a purpose as if it were bringing him one step closer to something he was desperately seeking. Her eyes lifted toward the man, and I saw the fear resonate with them.

“It’s going to be okay.” I soothed her, knowing how meeting new people had to be a shock to her. What she had gone through to get where she was wasn’t an easy feat.