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“Wait, what?”
She sighed. “You can’t tell Reacher. You can’t tell anyone, Ally. They’d throw him out of the club.”
“Ice?”
“Ryder. Maybe both of them, I don’t know. Ice has been supplying us with that stuff of Dom’s, so we can be together, and Ryder can actually experience it. Not just having to wake up without any memory of it.”
Jesus Christ. This was the most insanity I’d heard, since I got caught up in Tori’s world.
“So, to get this straight in my head… you were raped by a monster, using a drug that lets you feel every evil thing he’s doing… and you guys decided to make it part of your sex life?”
She looked almost haunted. “You make it sound so bad, but it’s not. It’s… it’s beautiful. It gives me the power, so I can enjoy it, and Ryder gets to be with me, in the only way I can. It’s exactly what we need.”
I let out a breath, my mind racing a million miles an hour all of a sudden. What was she getting me into again?
“Why are you telling me this, Tori?”
“Uh… because… because people are messing about in Ice’s room, and they’re going to find the stash of this stuff, and if they do, they’re going to misjudge him. Or think he’s into harder stuff than he is. Ryder told me about the club. About their strict rules with regard to hard drugs. They don’t want members so messed up out of their heads, that stealing and resorting to random violence is how they get their next fix. Apparently it used to be bad like that. Before Reacher.”
I wanted to scream at her, because she’d just put me in an awful position. By knowing this, every time I didn’t tell Reacher, I’d be lying to him. And worse, I’d be hiding something that might well help them work out what happened to Ice, or maybe why it happened at all.
“Tori, they’ve already been through his room. We gutted the place. It was a disaster area. Reacher had it cleaned, tidied, andstripped of drugs. If he had that stuff in his room, they’ve already found it.”
Tori looked like she’d pass out. “We need to get rid of it. Or… you know… hide it here.”
I knew what she meant. She wanted it here, so they could carry on with their twisted sex games, and protecting Ice would be an afterthought. I wanted to grab her and shake her for her selfishness in this moment.
“You really think Reacher won’t find out? He probably already has the doc analysing the stuff he didn’t recognise.”
“I’m hoping that it won’t get that far. Do you know where they’re keeping it?”
Jesus. “Tori, I have no idea. If I had to guess, I’d assume the doc has it. What does it even look like?”
“Syringes. Yellow liquid in syringes. They’re big syringes, not like the normal ones used for drugs. A lab created the stuff for him. A lab he owned.”
She watched me pace, but her next words sent a chill down my spine.
“I need you to get them for me. So I can hide them.”
Reacher
Damnwomanwasn’tevenin my room when I got back. There I was, walking back, already rock hard in my pants at the thought of burying my dick in that wet heat of hers, and taking her good and hard, and she hadn’t even stayed to wait for me.
I was pissed, but I was also horny as hell. Hornier, maybe, because she’d defied me. Because she’d pushed me for a reaction, and damn…she was gonna get one.
I waited by the door, and when she stepped inside, I grabbed her, pulling her toward me, so I could kick the door shut, then I shoved her back against it. My lips were on hers in an instant, and I pressed her back against the hard wood of the door, while I rocked my ownhard woodagainst her.
Her breaths were gasping out already as we kissed, and when I unfastened her jeans, and shoved them down, taking her underwear with them, I stepped on the fabric when it reached her ankles, and lifted her out of them, taking her stupid ass flip flops at the same time.
“Jesus, Reacher.”
“Free my dick, right fucking now,” I snapped, grabbing her mouth with mine again. She fumbled at my waist, and it seemed to take way too long, but the moment her warm hand wrapped around my dick, I moved, hitching her up in my arms. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and I slid her down onto my cock. Fucking hell. It felt just as amazing as I knew it would. Every damn time was a revelation.
She let out a low moan, her pussy rippling around me.
“You were supposed to wait here for me,” I whispered in her ear, as I pinned her against the door and started fucking her. I was half pissed still, so I wasn’t gentle, every thrust slamming her against the door with a dull thud. She didn’t seem bothered by it, if the nails clawing the back of my neck were anything to go by.
“What? No quips, or insults coming from you, woman? I was getting used to those.”
