Page 88 of Fighting Temptation (Men of Honor 1)
His throaty groans empower me. Looking up I see him watching me, his jaw clenched, gaze wild and raw. I slowly suck back to the head and give him a show, swirling my tongue around the swollen tip. “Jesus Christ!” He pulls my hair loose from its hold on the top of my head and tightly wraps my loose strands around his fist, causing a delicious sting to my scalp. He helps control my movement and pumps his hips, fucking my mouth. “That’s it baby, suck my dick, just like that.” I whimper from his erotic words. When he hits the back of my throat, I keep him there for a second and swallow.
“Shit!” He tries to pull my head back but I fight against it. “Julia baby, I’m going to fucking come any second so if you don’t want to swallow it you better move your goddamn mouth.” I moan, letting him know I want it, and quicken my pace, sucking him harder and faster. “Fuck!” His head falls back with a roar as his cock pulses, spilling a hot stream of semen down my throat. I keep my rhythm and drink every bit of pleasure that spills from him.
“Jesus,” he falls to his knees as if he physically can’t stand a second longer and it gives me pleasure knowing I could bring a man as strong and powerful as him to his knees. Literally. He kisses me slow and deep. Pulling his mouth away he leans his forehead against mine and cups the side of my neck, “You’re fucking amazing and I’m the luckiest son of a bitch alive.”
I smile knowing what he’s telling me without having to say the words. I shake my head softly, “I’m the lucky one. I love you Jaxson, forever.”
Later that night another nightmare plagues me and it’s the mother of all nightmares…the night I finally got out of hell, but not before others paid the price.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I pull against my chains with all the strength I have left. Feeling like my wrists are going to snap from the strain of it. Little bits of gravel from the cement wall fall around me and I’m shocked to find out I still have this much strength left in me. Looking over I see Sawyer’s feet raised over his head and braced against the wall, trying to pull his chains from its engraved place. Cade struggles as well, but I can’t see exactly what he’s doing.
Jesus, please let one of us make some fucking leeway. Anna’s screams are still filling my head, fueling me with adrenaline and strength I didn’t know I still possessed.
The sound of our cell being unlocked has me stopping my attempts, Sawyer and Cade immediately follow and go lax. Looking at the door we see Irina walk in. She’s the wife of one of our captors and the mother of the boy who set us up. She also works at the local whore house in town where we have visited. Sawyer fucked her a few times. Knowing that we could have been fucking women that weren’t there willingly, makes me want to puke.
She walks in, holding her finger to her lips, her gaze darting around nervously. Tears are streaking down her face. I’d like to say I feel sorry for the bitch, but I don’t.
“Okay, I’ll help you,” she says, whispering to Sawyer.
I immediately tense, suspicion rearing inside of me.
“Why now?” I croak out, pulling her attention from Sawyer to me. We have been asking for her help all week and each time she coldly refused; she also helped inject that shit into us at the beginning.
“Because they just killed my boy,” she says, throwing her hand over her mouth to quiet the sob.
“Fuck!” Cade barks out roughly. Even though the kid helped with the ambush, you could see Cade had a soft spot for him.
Shit! Even I felt bad for the kid.
“Listen I don’t have much time. Something’s going down in about an hour. I don’t know how much I can help once they’re in here, but if you guys can overpower them, I will help get you out. There’s only going to be six of them on the whole compound tonight. The rest are picking up a shipment at a location hours from here and they’re not due back till tomorrow.”
“Where’s the American girl? Anna?” her eyes dart away from mine and dread fills my stomach.
“Where the fuck is she!?” I ask harsher this time.
She licks her lips nervously, “She’s in one of the rooms at the other end of the building. Same floor as you. She’s set to have a customer in less than an hour.”
My heart pounds in fear, “You need to get her out of there, I won’t make it in time.”
She shakes her head, “I can’t, I can’t help her. They will kill me. And then I will be no good to you guys.”
“She’s right Jaxson, listen we need to come up with a plan, then once we overpower the fuckers we will go get her. We have no other choice.” Sawyer says trying to reason with me.
“Fuck!”
“I will try to stall the customer,” she says trying to make me feel better; it doesn’t, not one fucking bit.
“Can you tell us what’s happening? What their plan is?” Sawyer asks.
She glances at Cade, “I honestly don’t know, but they’re bringing his woman down with them.” Cade’s head snaps up, fear and fury filling his expression. “They said they were going to test your guys’ loyalty and honor.”
Well that doesn’t fucking sound good at all.
Someone barks out Irina’s name. She jumps in fear, “Listen I have to go, I will do what I can.”
“Irina,” Sawyer calls out stopping her, “We will take you with us. We can get you out of here.”
She shakes her head softly and starts crying again, “I don’t care if I live or die anymore, I only lived for my boy. He wanted you guys out of here, that’s why I am going to help you,” she closes the door and hurries out.
