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“What? Where are we going?” she said, her voice hoarse from havingmy cock shoved down it.
“To your new home, sweetheart. You’re moving to Las Vegas.”
Chapter 11
Savannah
When I agreed to Nash’s fucked up offer, I didn’t fully comprehendwhat that would entail. All I could focus on was the fear Liam must have felt being trapped in the room with the burly man watching over him, and a gun in his hand.
In that moment, it didn’t matter what Liam had done to me, or howmuch I hated him. A montage of memories flashed through my mind of all the happy times we spent together, reminding me that amongst all the anger and hurt, he’d once been my everything. There was no way I could condemn him to death.
Even if I knew what it meant for me.
But as Nash’s words began to register, the reality of what I’d agreedto began to crash down around me. It probably should have registered earlier, like the moment he told me to get on my knees and suck his cock.
Okay, so he hadn’tactuallytold me to suck his cock, but he did implyit. I supposed I could have proved my commitment by giving him a hand job, but for some insane reason, Iwantedto know what it was like to have him in my mouth.
I wanted to know what he tasted like.
The worst part was that the second I ran my tongue along hislength for the first time, my pussy flooded with need, and the entire time I was sucking and licking his cock, my mind kept wondering what it would feel like to have him inside of me.
I’d never fondled Liam’s balls before whenever I gave him a blow job,but I needed to resist the urge to shove my hands into my panties tomake myself come. All that did though was encourage Nash to fuck my throat harder, making my need to come all the more intense.
In the end, I squeezed my thighs together to alleviate a little bit of thepressure building, imagining Nash was between my legs.
What the fuck was wrong with me?
Now though, with a clear head, and Nash’s come still fresh on mytongue, my decision was biting me in the ass.
Hard.
“I can’t move to Vegas.”
“Yes, you can,” Nash replied, finally zipping up his pants, his featuresturning stoic. “I live in Vegas, and given that you now belong to me, I won’t have you living in another state.”
“But I live here! All my stuff is in my apartment, my friends live here!” Icried, frustration getting the better of me.
It was a pathetic argument, I didn’t have any friends, and aside fromphotos of my mom and my sketchbooks with all my designs, there wasn’t a whole heap of things I needed. Regardless, if he thought I was going to move to another state just like that, he was mistaken.
Nash snorted, earning a scowl from me. “Don’t kid a kidder,sweetheart. You don’t have any friends. As for your personal effects, they will be waiting for you in Vegas when we get home.”
A snarl began to curl on my lips. It sounded very much like he was suggesting someone was going to be removing mypersonal effectsfrom my apartment without my permission.
I was about to ask him what he meant whenthe asshole turned his back on me.
“I have calls to make before we go. Freshen up, Savannah. We leavein thirty minutes,” he said, dismissing me.
I watched his retreating figure, wishing for nothing more than for himto suddenly drop dead and release me from this nightmare.
When Nash’s voice echoed from the room he’d disappeared into, Isnapped out of the trance I’d fallen in. The sudden need to rinse my mouth and get rid of the taste of him was all-consuming, and I swiftly headed in the direction he’d pointed in.
Finding the bathroom, which was bigger than myentireapartment, Ilocked the door and slumped against it, squeezing my eyes shut, and hoping to block out the despair pulsing through me.
My head spun with everything that had happened since walking out ofthe library only a few short hours ago. How the hell had I gone from job hunting to being on my knees, sucking the cock of one of the richest men in the country?
Liam. That’s how.
And yet, when everything was said and done, I still didn’t want to seehim come to any harm. I couldn’t condemn him to death, even with the knowledge that he not only stole from me, but had cheated, and was hiding a drug and gambling addiction.
