No Limit (Armed & Dangerous #1)(51)

“I’d say so. I have to admit, you were sexy as hell kicking his ass.”

His lips pulled up into a smirk. “Oh yeah? Did my ninja skills turn you on?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.” I grabbed his hand and slid it up my dress, rubbing his fingers along my wet opening.

His eyes widened as he looked down to my bared *. I grinned and brought his fingers up to my mouth, sucking them clean. Leaning over, I unbuttoned his pants, freeing his cock. It jumped in my hands and hardened as I massaged him.

“What are you doing to me, firecracker?” he moaned, gripping the wheel in his strong grasp.

I leaned over and bit his ear. “I’ve tasted me,” I sucked his lobe between my teeth, “and now I need to taste you, Mr. Avery. Drive safe and let me do all the work.”





For the past few days, sleep was non-existent. I could feel the end drawing near and I didn’t like it. Something was off, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. It didn’t help that I couldn’t find a goddamned thing on Drake’s other house. Not even the Las Vegas PD knew anything about it. Another f*cking dead end.

“When do you think he’ll text you?” I asked. It was Wednesday afternoon, the day Drake wanted to meet with Aylee. I was on edge.

Shrugging, she slid me a bottle of water and tossed an orange slice into her mouth. “I’m not sure. What I want to know is why can’t we find this extra house of his? This could be the place the victims were taken to.”

“I know and I can’t find shit on it. When Blackwell calls you, I’ll get Ryan to get a group of men together. If he takes you to that house, I want to make sure we have the manpower to get you out unharmed.”

Leaning over the counter, she shut my laptop and smiled. “I have no doubt you could storm the castle all by yourself.”

I sighed. “I know, but you’re the one who’ll be inside. My only concern is for you.”

For the rest of the morning and afternoon, we sat around the hotel mentally preparing for the unknown. Aylee was set, but I was nowhere near ready to let her go. This time was different. When her phone went off, we both froze. She walked over to it and sighed when she read the text.

“He cancelled.” She threw her phone to me and I read it.

Drake: Family emergency. Raincheck?

I typed in ‘sure’ and sent it. Now we were back to the waiting game. “Why does it feel like every time we get close, something pulls us back?”

She joined me on the couch. “I’m just ready to get this shit over with.”

So was I.





Two days had passed with no word from Drake. The last thing I was going to do was sit around on my ass and wait for him to make a move. Instead, I was going to take Aylee out for the night, hopefully to relieve some stress.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

Smiling, I pulled us into the parking lot of the Labyrinth. “Have you ever heard of this place?”

She pursed her lips and then nodded. “Yeah . . . wasn’t the owner of this place investigated a couple years ago for murder, but turned out to be innocent? It was all over the news.”

“He’s a good man.” We both got out and I put my arm around her as we headed toward the door. Her red hair was pulled up with several of her curls hanging down, framing her heart-shaped face. She was wearing a denim skirt and white top that looked sexy as hell. I loved seeing the real Aylee, the one who could joke around and have fun . . . the one I was in love with.

“What exactly are we doing here?” she asked.

“We’re going to have some fun.” Bypassing the people at the door, I walked right up to the bouncer with the shaved head, grinning wide; his name was Zane, an up and coming UFC champ. Holding out my hand, he shook it and slapped me on the shoulder.

“It’s good to see you, Avery. I didn’t know you were in town until Andrews told me what he did to your girlfriend.” Aylee rolled her eyes and he laughed. “He and Megan are both inside. He’s getting ready for a fight.”

“You’re not fighting tonight?” I asked him.

“Nope, that’s tomorrow at the MGM Grand. You should both come. It’ll be one hell of a battle.”

Glancing over at Aylee, she shrugged. “I don’t see why not. That’s if we aren’t chasing down the bad guys.”

Zane chuckled. “I would’ve given my left nut to see you take down Andrews. The guys at the gym are still talking about it.”

“I should’ve been kicking this one’s ass,” she said, elbowing me in the side. “He’s the one who doubted me.”

Zane turned his sly gaze to mine. “I’m pretty sure he’s learned his lesson by now.”

I snorted. “You have no idea.”

Stepping out of the way, he waved his hand toward the door. “Have fun. I’ll see you in there later.”

We headed straight for the bar and ordered drinks. Once she had her screwdriver and I had my gin and tonic, I led her to the main attraction. In the ring, there were two fighters pummeling each other, one covered in blood while the other dominated. “Have you ever tried getting in the ring?” she asked.

“I’ve thought about it, why?”

Shrugging, she brought her drink to her lips, her eyes twinkling. “Just asking. I think you’d look pretty sexy up there kicking some guy’s ass.”