Page 29 of Joshua's Mistake
He walked toward the side of the house where she knew his bedroom was and she followed. Joshua walked behind her as if he didn’t want to let her out of his sight. They entered the neat but sparse room. The bed was made in military style and he had only an army trunk for his belongings, no dresser. On one wall, there was a small metal bookshelf and Will approached it. He pushed aside some books, revealing a keypad, punched in several numbers and heard a loud click. He took a step back and rolled the shelves to the left, opening a doorway.
Florescent lights flickered to attention and the three of them walked into what could best be described as a gun vault. She’d never seen a private collection of weapons so extensive. It included racks of machine guns, grenades, several high-powered rifles, well over a dozen handguns and a full array of knives both for hunting and throwing. He even had a small missile launcher.
“Jesus, Will, what are you expecting, World War III?”
“It’s just my little insurance policy if the world goes to hell.” He shrugged as if he were talking about a few extra cans of beans.
“This is a crazy amount of weaponry. Do you have ammunition for all of this?” she asked.
He pushed a button on the side of a wall rack and several drawers slid open all filled with various kinds of ammo. “Take whatever you need. I have more.”
“More? You’re kidding.”
Joshua laughed. “He’s not kidding. Some people collect art or cars, Will’s collection is just as expensive and probably more practical in the long run.”
“If you’re planning to take over a small country.” She stared wide-eyed at the insane amount of armament kept in a home in Florida.
“Are you telling me you don’t keep a few weapons at your home?” Joshua asked.
She went over to the knives and picked up a medium-size blade. Sliding it out of the sheath, she gripped the handle and admired the balance. Sheathing it, she tucked it into the back of her shorts and pulled her shirt down over it. “I have my fair share of weapons, but nothing compared to this. This is an armory that rivals the one at headquarters.”
“That’s the idea,” Will said. “You should take a gun or two. There are some backpacks and messenger bags in the corner that will work to conceal and store extra magazines.”
She couldn’t argue with him so she pulled a messenger bag off the rack in the corner and took a Beretta 9mm compact handgun and three fifteen-round magazines. She checked the chamber and finding it empty, slapped a magazine into the weapon.
Will left, but Joshua stayed, watching her choice and grabbing two G41 .45 automatic handguns. “You like the Beretta better?”
She pointed the weapon at the wall, feeling the weight and balance. “The Glock is a great weapon, but the grip is pretty wide for a woman. It’s not as comfortable as the Beretta.”
He looked more closely at the weapon in his hand. “I never thought about it.”
“No. Why would you?” She put the gun in her bag and walked around investigating all the other options.
“I read in your file you have some martial arts skills,” he said
His mind opened up and she could sense his amusement. “I have some skills.”
“What disciplines have you studied?”
She took another knife and tucked it inside the outer pocked of the bag. She handed
Joshua a rifle. “I guess you’ll have to challenge me and see.”
“Will has a dojo if you feel like some exercise later.”
She became more and more curious about their host. “That one is full of surprises. Why not now?”
The competitive spark between them excited her. She wondered where rolling around on a mat would lead and she opened her mind so he knew exactly what she was thinking.
Joshua put down the rifle and stalked forward until he forced her back against a long rack of firearms. “You have the most wonderfully dirty mind, beautiful.”
His hand lightly caressed her arm from the elbow to the shoulder then continued upward, sending sparks of electricity and desire straight down to her pussy. As gentle as his touch was, when he lowered his head to take her lips the kiss was hard, almost violent.
She let her bag fall to the floor with a soft thud and grabbed his back, pulling him closer. She gasped between kisses. “The door is wide open.”
Even as she gave the warning she knew she didn’t care and wrapped one leg around his hip to feel his hard cock pressed more firmly against her clit. She groaned as the pressure stirred her desire higher.
“Will went to the hangar.” He ground forward, increasing her pleasure. A long, low groan escaped his mouth as he took her mouth again. His tongue warmed and invaded. She wanted more of him. Everything about Joshua was an assault. His mind, his body and his desire all crushed her yet she wanted more.
