Page 29 of Pitbull
He sucked her protests into his mouth, swirling his tongue around hers and erasing all logical thoughts from her mind. Her body pulsed for him, arched into him, yearned for him. With that one kiss, she trembled against his hard body. Anke tangled here arms about his neck and melted into him, allowing Daniel to use her mouth as if it would save her very soul.
By the time he lifted his head, Anke didn’t know which way was up and she didn’t care. She was aroused and aching to have his large hands against her bare skin. The kiss told her so much about Pitbull and the kind of man he was in the bedroom. Anke knew then, he would ravage her should he get the chance. And as he helped her to her bum on the bed, Anke was positive she wouldn’t feel and ounce of guilt about it.
“Daniel?”
“Yes, Anke.”
“I don’t want this to be the only kiss we share.”
She couldn’t meet his eyes. Anke had never been that kind of woman. She never go into something thinking she would seduce anyone. Yet, there she was, kissing Daniel Hunt as if he belonged to her. But how could she not? His eyes alone made her melt.
“Is that right?” His voice was warm, like warm honey over vanilla ice-cream.
“Yes. But I know it’s not possible for us to be anymore more than we are or share anything else other than this one moment. So, thank you.”
To her surprise, Daniel cradled her cheek. His work roughened hand was electric against her flesh.
“I’m sorry if I messed things up between you and your doctor.” She whispered.
“You mean Mack? Anke, I thought we’d already discussed what Mack and I are.”
“We did. I know the two of you are together and the last thing I wanted to be was someone’sother woman,but…”
She wasn’t able to finish. Daniel’s cell rang and though his gaze was worried, he picked it up and answered it all without looking away from her.
“Hunt?” Daniel frowned. “Yeah. We’ll be right there.”
“We have to go?”
Daniel nodded and left her in the room. It took everything in her to get off the bed. Her knees were weak from the kiss and the guilt of breaking up Daniel’s relationship. This was all Claudia’s fault. If she would stop acting like such an ass—
With a sigh, Anke got dressed, washed her face and brushed her teeth. Once she was ready, she made her way out into the living room to see Daniel removing his gun from a wall safe and shoving it into his holster. He then grabbed his badge from the coffee table and turned to face her.
“Ready?”
Anke nodded.
The ride to HQ was short but could have been the distance between earth and Mars. The silence threatened to drive Anke crazy so she reached down and turned the radio on. A rather raunchy love song blared from the speakers making her want to smash her fist into the stereo system. Instead, she gripped the knob and twisted, plunging the interior of the vehicle back into a maddening quiet.
At the station, Daniel took her hand and helped her from the truck before escorting her inside. The moment the stepped through the door, they were greeted by Mozart who had a quizzical look on his face.
“Hey.” He greeted them. “Beast wants to see us in the war room.”
Daniel and Anke exchanged looks but they hurried along a corridor, then down a few steps into a large room. Mozart and Daniel stepped aside to allow her in ahead of them. She was greeted by waves, a coy grin from Mouth, a salute from Tex, and a curt nod from Beast and Zero. Anke blushed but waved shyly and accepted the chair Zero offered her.
Once they were all seated, Beast cleared his throat. “Pit—you arrested Claudia—tell me why?”
“There’s a bounty on her head because she took a girl the traffickers were going to take.” Pitbull responded, his voice hard. “She won’t tell us where the girl is, so I arrested her for obstruction. We know how this ends. They won’t stop coming until they find their property and they don’t care who they kill to get her back.”
Anke winced at hearing someone being called property.
“He’s right,” Zero spoke up. “When you take an asset, they are out thousands if not millions of dollars. If Claudia doesn’t tell us where this girl is, sooner or later they will find her. And if it’s later rather than sooner, they would have had her replaced, recouped their money and they will kill her just because she tried running.”
“So, they would blame the girl for going away when Claudia hid her?” Anke asked.
“Yeah—unfortunately, it’s how they operate,” Mozart said. “It’s the same State-side too.”
“This sucks,” Barbie piped up. “As if we didn’t get our fill of trafficking in Rotterdam.”
