to kill him,”
I growl, shaking. “I want him dead.”
“I know, baby.”
Keely pulls me into her arms, holding me tight. “I know you do.”
I feel a rush of
emotion, breaking me wide open. All the bitterness, all the anger, it
finally falls away. Everything that’s made me numb all these years.
“I love you too,” I
tell Keely harshly. I grip her body to me, so fucking thankful that
she’s here. She’s safe. “I swear I’ll never let anyone touch
you again.”
“It’s OK,” she
whispers, shaking in my arms. “Everything’s going to be OK.”
17
KEELY
The cops come to take
our statements. The ambulance wheels Ridley away.
“He’ll be sucking
through a tube the rest of his life,” I hear one of the paramedic
mutter. I just hold tight to Vaughn, still not sure he won’t break
away and try to make good his promise.
“Just a few more
questions,” one of the cops says, but Cam interrupts.
“You’ll talk to
them later, with a lawyer present. Mr. Vaughn was intervening to
protect Miss Fawes. The audio recording will back up their
statements.”
Cam ushers us
downstairs and into a car. “Wait,” I say. “What about the board
vote?”
“They haven’t heard
yet.” He grins. “Brent is over there now, waiting to start. I
figured you could tell him yourself.”
“Thank you,” I say.
“For everything.”
“Hey, I’m just
doing my job. See you tomorrow, boss?”
“Make that next
week.” I give Vaughn an anxious look. He hasn’t said a word since
the cops arrived. “I think we need some time.”
“Just give me a call.
I’ll hold down the fort.” Cam nods.
We get into the car,
and I instruct the driver to take us back to the offices.
“Are you OK?” I ask
Vaughn softly. I take his hand, pressing it against my chest. “I
know that was tough for you back there. But thank you, for listening.
For stopping when you did.”
Vaughn takes a deep
breath. “I would have done it,” he says quietly. “I couldn’t
think straight. All I knew was that I had to make him suffer. I’ve
never felt a violence like that before.”
“But you stopped,”
I remind him firmly. “You didn’t cross that line.”
“But what if I had?”
Vaughn looks at me bleakly. “What kind of man would that make me?”
“You’re a good
man,” I argue. “You stopped. You did the right thing. I knew you
would.”
He cradles my face.
“How do you always see the best in me?” he asks, his voice
ragged.
“Because you make me
better too,” I whisper.
With a groan, Vaughn
pulls me into his lap, claiming my mouth with a hard, desperate kiss.
I fall against him, not caring about the driver on the other side of
the partition. All that matters is right here: the lips possessing
mine, the arms crushing me against his body, the thick hardness
pressing into my hips.
He pulls back, gripping
my face. “I need you,” he growls, “Fuck, Keely, I need
everything.”
“It’s yours,” I
swear, feeling a rush of wetness between my thighs. I reach between
us, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. His cock surges, hot
and hard in my hands, and I feel a bolt of pure hunger claw deep
inside. I close my hands around him, pumping along the thick shaft.
“Fuck,” Vaughn
groans. He yanks my skirt up around my waist and shoves my panties
aside, burying his fingers deep into my wetness. I cry out, arching
back to thrust against his hand. He thrusts his fingers higher,
leaning in to suck at my breast through the fabric of my blouse. His
lips close around my nipple, he bites down and I gasp.
“Now,” I demand,
shocked at the need that’s racing through me. “I need you, right
now.”
A smile curls at
Vaughn’s lips. God, he looks so good, so dangerously hot. “What
are the magic words?” he teases, withdrawing his fingers. I
whimper.
“Please!”
Vaughn circles my clit
with swift, deadly strokes. Oh God.
“C’mon baby,” he
urges, breath hot in my ears. “You know what I want to hear.”
I growl, shaking. “I want him dead.”
“I know, baby.”
Keely pulls me into her arms, holding me tight. “I know you do.”
I feel a rush of
emotion, breaking me wide open. All the bitterness, all the anger, it
finally falls away. Everything that’s made me numb all these years.
“I love you too,” I
tell Keely harshly. I grip her body to me, so fucking thankful that
she’s here. She’s safe. “I swear I’ll never let anyone touch
you again.”
“It’s OK,” she
whispers, shaking in my arms. “Everything’s going to be OK.”
17
KEELY
The cops come to take
our statements. The ambulance wheels Ridley away.
“He’ll be sucking
through a tube the rest of his life,” I hear one of the paramedic
mutter. I just hold tight to Vaughn, still not sure he won’t break
away and try to make good his promise.
“Just a few more
questions,” one of the cops says, but Cam interrupts.
“You’ll talk to
them later, with a lawyer present. Mr. Vaughn was intervening to
protect Miss Fawes. The audio recording will back up their
statements.”
Cam ushers us
downstairs and into a car. “Wait,” I say. “What about the board
vote?”
“They haven’t heard
yet.” He grins. “Brent is over there now, waiting to start. I
figured you could tell him yourself.”
“Thank you,” I say.
“For everything.”
“Hey, I’m just
doing my job. See you tomorrow, boss?”
“Make that next
week.” I give Vaughn an anxious look. He hasn’t said a word since
the cops arrived. “I think we need some time.”
“Just give me a call.
I’ll hold down the fort.” Cam nods.
We get into the car,
and I instruct the driver to take us back to the offices.
“Are you OK?” I ask
Vaughn softly. I take his hand, pressing it against my chest. “I
know that was tough for you back there. But thank you, for listening.
For stopping when you did.”
Vaughn takes a deep
breath. “I would have done it,” he says quietly. “I couldn’t
think straight. All I knew was that I had to make him suffer. I’ve
never felt a violence like that before.”
“But you stopped,”
I remind him firmly. “You didn’t cross that line.”
“But what if I had?”
Vaughn looks at me bleakly. “What kind of man would that make me?”
“You’re a good
man,” I argue. “You stopped. You did the right thing. I knew you
would.”
He cradles my face.
“How do you always see the best in me?” he asks, his voice
ragged.
“Because you make me
better too,” I whisper.
With a groan, Vaughn
pulls me into his lap, claiming my mouth with a hard, desperate kiss.
I fall against him, not caring about the driver on the other side of
the partition. All that matters is right here: the lips possessing
mine, the arms crushing me against his body, the thick hardness
pressing into my hips.
He pulls back, gripping
my face. “I need you,” he growls, “Fuck, Keely, I need
everything.”
“It’s yours,” I
swear, feeling a rush of wetness between my thighs. I reach between
us, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. His cock surges, hot
and hard in my hands, and I feel a bolt of pure hunger claw deep
inside. I close my hands around him, pumping along the thick shaft.
“Fuck,” Vaughn
groans. He yanks my skirt up around my waist and shoves my panties
aside, burying his fingers deep into my wetness. I cry out, arching
back to thrust against his hand. He thrusts his fingers higher,
leaning in to suck at my breast through the fabric of my blouse. His
lips close around my nipple, he bites down and I gasp.
“Now,” I demand,
shocked at the need that’s racing through me. “I need you, right
now.”
A smile curls at
Vaughn’s lips. God, he looks so good, so dangerously hot. “What
are the magic words?” he teases, withdrawing his fingers. I
whimper.
“Please!”
Vaughn circles my clit
with swift, deadly strokes. Oh God.
“C’mon baby,” he
urges, breath hot in my ears. “You know what I want to hear.”
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