Page 138 of Colt

Prez nodded. “I’ll talk to her then.” He nodded toward the door. “You can all fuck off now.”

Atlas opened the door and held it for us as we all filed through and walked up the corridor toward the bar.

I fell into step next to Cash. “Thanks, brother.”

He turned to me and rolled his eyes. “Where is she, Colt?”

A grin spread across my face. It was involuntary, like a kid sneaking a cookie before dinner. I knew my answer would be ambiguous, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. “I got her stashed somewhere safe, don’t worry.”

“That look on your face tells me that I don’t wanna fuckin’ know the whys and wherefores,” Cash heaved out a breath. “Thought any more about comin’ clean?”

“I’d go and tell Prez now,” I rasped as we headed into the bar. “She doesn’t want to yet. I’ve told her, New Year’s Day at the latest and I’ll be goin’ to his office for a sit down.”

“Fair enough.” Cash nodded. “I’ll make sure I’m around to back you up.”

I clapped him on the shoulder. “Appreciated, brother. Goin’ out now to reposition some cameras.”

“Right. Give Freya my love. Warn her that Dad’s on the warpath.” Cash’s jaw tightened, the muscles in his neck cording. He caught my eye, and I knew he was about to give me a lecture, but instead he shook his head. “You two are playin’ with fire.”

“I know.” I leaned over the bar to grab the coat and scarf I’d left there earlier when I came in from the gallery. Slipping them on, I wound my scarf around my neck, checked my pockets for my keys and headed for the door, whistling happily as I strode through the main doors to the parking lot.

Suddenly, a twinge of doubt twisted my gut.

Cash was right, the longer we held off coming clean, the more chance we had of being caught. Except it was too late for second thoughts. Freya was mine and I wouldn’t give her up for anything. I’d made my choice and I’d deal with the consequences later.

For now, I had to go check on my girl.

My footsteps sounded tinny as I ascended the metal steps to the bijou room above the gallery where Freya was waiting. My cock thickened at the mere thought of the sight I’d walk into. I’d left her here for a few hours while I went back to the club, did some work, and went to Church.

The room was in darkness except for the TV which had been turned down low. I stopped, mesmerized by the sight of the lights flickering over Freya’s naked body.

My throat went dry as I studied my woman’s sleeping form and I knew for as long as I lived, I’d never forget how beautiful she was or the emotions she made me feel.

Her tiny, talented doctor’s hands were tied together above her head and attached to the wrought iron headboard of the bed she laid on. Every inch of her body was exposed. From her beautiful thick, tousled hair to her pretty scarlet painted toes.

Freya’s chest moved softly, drawing attention to her small, perfectly formed breasts that heaved with every deep breath she took. My mouth, which was dry just a moment before, began to water at the thought of taking her cherry red little nipples in my mouth and nipping them hungrily.

Quietly, so as not to wake my girl, I placed my keys and wallet on the nightstand and pulled at the nape of my shirt to take it off. My boots and socks came off next, followed by my jeans and shorts until I was naked as the day I was born.

Slowly, I crawled up the bed until I lay at Freya’s back and slid my hand over her waist. “Baby,” I whispered into the shell of her ear.

She awoke with a jerk, moaning out loud, and my cock kicked.

“Do you need the bathroom?” I whispered.

“Yeah,” she rasped.

I reached up and untied her hands from the headboard before bringing her arms down and rubbing the feeling back into them. “Do you ache?” I asked gently.

“A little, but it’s fine,” she replied craning her neck to look me in the eye. “Can I come yet?”

“Maybe.” I smirked. “Depends how good you suck me off.”

She groaned. “Please.”

I shushed her softly. “Go use the bathroom. You can freshen up, but if you touch yourself, I’ll edge you all weekend, Freya. Be a good girl for me or I’ll make you suffer.”

Her cheeks flushed at my words, but she jerked a nod and swung her legs over the bed and stood before disappearing into the bathroom.

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