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  As the song came to an end, everyone in the bar clapped and cheered. Luke, idiot that he was, was yelling something about what a spanking performance it was. Of course, their great plan they had come up with to get Sophie to talk to him was to spank her until she was a writhing, sobbing, confessing mess—but as always, she had one-upped him. He leaned down and gave her a quick fierce kiss, much to the crowd’s pleasure, before making his way back to his hollering friends and allowing her to finish her set.

  He took a sip of his previously deserted beer before noticing the uncomfortable tension at the table. Sam rolled his eyes as he looked at Daniel, who shrugged. Luke was staring at his beer and Riley, who had apparently just arrived, was pouting and avoiding eye contact. These two seriously had to get their shit together; he was so tired of seeing them both sulking. He ordered a round of shots from the bar before starting a discussion with Luke to try to divert their attention. An hour later Sophie made her way over to them and Sam had to hide a wicked grin as he saw the shuddering breath she took. Oh, yeah, he bet the Ben Wa balls were just about driving her crazy at the moment.

  “Hey, Soph! Damn, you’ve got some pipes on you!” Sophie blushed at Riley’s praise.

  “You remember Luke and Dan, right, Soph?” Sam asked as he pulled her closer, wrapping his arm tightly around her waist.

  “Vaguely, but yes, I do. How have you guys been?” She smiled tentatively up at them, unsure of how much they knew about her past and her new life.

  “Vaguely? Sophie! How could you forget me?” She laughed at Luke’s wounded expression. Since he had called her Sophie, she surmised Sam told them everything. Of course, he never kept secrets from them in any case.

  “I didn’t forget you, I distinctly remember you eating the box of chocolates Sam had bought me once.”

  “Hey, they were just lying there, calling out to me.”

  Sophie scoffed. “They were wrapped and hidden, but by the time I got there, all that was left was an empty box and chocolate wrappers.”

  “Why don’t you have my seat, Sophie?” She glanced at Daniel as he stood and offered her his chair, still the gallant and charming one apparently.

  “Thanks, but I think I’d rather go upstairs and freshen up first.”

  Riley’s face nearly cracked as she gave her a wide grin. “I bet you do.” Sophie tried to glare at her, but Sam was already pulling her away from the table.

  “We’ll see you guys later.” Sophie noticed that Sam and Daniel shared a look and she remembered the way the guys always seemed to have a conversation without using words, like they had a three-way telepathic system ingrained in their heads. She quickly forgot about that as soon as the door from the bar closed behind them and they started ascending the stairs to the room. Sam suddenly pushed her against the wall, kissing her fiercely. His lips took possession of her own the same way he had taken possession of her heart, her body, and her soul. In that moment she was his completely and she never wanted to be anything else ever again. They stumbled up the steps and as soon as they were inside the apartment, she heard the distinct ripping of her brand-new dress before she felt the chill of the room hit her nearly naked body.

  “You drive me crazy, Soph,” Sam mumbled as his lips trailed down her throat and he swiftly unhooked her bra and the scrap of lace landed on her tattered dress. He picked her up and walked over to the bedroom where he laid her down on the bed. Sam traced her body with his mouth, evoking a trail of fire the lower he went. He pulled her panties down with his teeth, tugging them past her feet with one hand as the other was gripping her hip in attempt to keep her still.

  He had wanted to tie her down and drive her crazy, but he was too far gone. There was no way that he was going to be able to wait. This wasn’t about dominating her, this was about them reconnecting and reclaiming their love and passion for each other. His hands trailed up and opened the folds at her pussy with his fingers before his mouth descended and started sucking on her sweet nectar. His other hand reached up, grabbed the butterfly still dangling from her pussy and started pulling slowly. Sophie moaned loudly as the Ben Wa balls started moving, rubbing against her g-spot but Sam gave a sharp tug and pulled them out completely. She cried out at the harsh sensation shooting up her spine and turning her body to jelly. Sam stood up and quickly discarded his clothes as Sophie watched him with hungry eyes through heavy lids. Then he was on top of her, his weight scrumptiously delicious and she wrapped her arms tightly around him. She felt his erection nudging at her entrance as he teased them both by rubbing his head over her sensitive clit.

  “Please, Sam, please just take me.” His mouth silenced her plea and she moaned as she tasted herself on his lips. It was a heady mix of her own arousal and the very essence that was Sam. He entered her slowly but once he was an inch inside of her he gave a fast and harsh thrust, knocking the breath right out of her. He swallowed her moans as he started moving his hips at a snail’s pace. He was driving her absolutely insane with need and she was savoring every moment of his rock-hard cock rubbing against her in all the right places.

  He tweaked and pinched her nipples until the sensation turned painful and she cried out. His mouth was there immediately sucking soothingly on her nipple until the pain had simmered down to an enjoyable ache. His mouth left a wet trail to her other breast as he did the same there. Between his slow thrusting and the lavish attention he was bestowing on her sensitive nipples, she was reaching orgasm at rapid speed. He raised his head, looking deep into her eyes as he used both his hands to twist her nipples sharply. She cried out his name as she tumbled into her orgasm and came crashing back to reality as Sam pulled out of her pussy with a squelching noise. He turned her over quickly and her body started quivering in anticipation as he gently started lubricating the bundle of nerves between her cheeks with her own juices. She moaned softly as Sam gently caressed the puckering hole. He pushed his shaft deep into her weeping core again before holding still, focusing all his attention on her ass. He started pushing a single finger past her protesting ring and Sophie blew out a breath and forced herself to relax. He added another finger before he slowly started finger fucking her ass, until she started moaning and moving her hips, showing him she was ready for him. He pulled out of her heat and like earlier he trailed some of her slick juices back to the ring and lubricated it, but then she tensed as she felt his hard heat pressing against her.

  “Relax for me, baby, you know you want this.”

  How she did! That’s all she had been thinking about while they were downstairs. She relaxed her body and raised her hips ever so slightly to make entrance for him easier.

  “Good girl.” His voice was soothing but strained as he wanted to enter her hard and fast but didn’t want to hurt her in the process. Sophie took a deep breath and pushed back against him and he pushed past her tight entrance, both moaning loudly as he sank into her until her cheeks were flush against his hips. He grabbed the luscious mounds tightly before pulling away and pushing back in.

  “Sam, take me. Don’t hold back. I need this, please. I need you.” That was all he needed before he let go of the tight rein he had on his self-control as he fucked her tight little asshole like a man possessed. Sophie gripped the sheets tightly in her fists as the nerves in her pucker sent SOS signals straight to her clit. Sam’s manly grunts above her edged her on and soon she had to bite her bottom lip to keep herself from screaming out loud at the pure erotic pleasure taking over her body.

  “Oh, fuck, Sam! Yes! I can’t... I can’t...” And then she was screaming, crying out loud with tears streaming down her face as her body started shaking with the most intense orgasm she has ever experienced in her life. Sam grunted her name before she felt him stiffening behind her and the hot jet spurts of his cum filling her asshole was enough to send her on another rolling wave of orgasm. Sam pulled out of her slowly and she collapsed on the bed in an utterly exhausted but severely satisfied heap. Sam returned from the bathroom with a wet cloth and cleaned her up before picking he
r up, lifting the cover, and putting her back down in bed. He got in beside her and pulled her closer. Sophie sighed in contentment and relaxed against his body.

  “I love you,” she whispered to him. His body stiffened, and her heart stuttered for a second before she felt his arms tighten almost painfully against her.

  “I love you too, baby.”

  Chapter Nine

  “Brother, is it really necessary to drag on about Sophia like this?”

  Grant glanced at his brother who was lounging in a leather chair across from him, a glass of whiskey in one hand and a thick cigar in his other.

  “Of course it is. How do you think it will look if someone else finds out that she was still alive?”

  “Is she still alive?” his brother questioned in an irritatingly calm voice.

  “There was no body found! She has to be alive and she’ll be sorry that she is when I get my hands on her.”

  “Your obsession with her is unhealthy, Grant.”

  “It is not an obsession! She is my fucking wife!” He threw his own glass of whiskey across the room and took a deep breath to regain control of the raging fury taking over his body.

  “You were obsessed with her ever since her parents brought you a picture of her. I told you from the start it was bad news, you should have just killed them and gotten over the whole thing.”

  “I did kill them, don’t you remember?”

  Hugh nodded in agreement. “Yet you kept the girl? Left her thinking that her parents are off living happily ever after and debt free?”

  “It was all part of breaking her in. You should have seen her face when she realized her parents traded her like a secondhand car to settle their payment.” He gave a bark of laughter as he remembered the look of betrayal and hurt that had flashed across the young seventeen-year-old Sophia’s face. Such a glorious day. He had waited patiently for her to get older. Two painful years of waiting and watching and then she had the nerve to develop interest in some young bartender with a friendly face. A sudden thought struck him, and he picked up his phone.

  “Marco, I need you to check something out for me.” He gave a sinister smile as his friend answered him affirmatively. “Pack your bag, you’re taking a small trip to Tennessee.” He put the phone down and smiled at his brother, who smirked back at him.

  “Took you long enough to figure that one out.” Grant shrugged, not surprised that his brother had it all figured out. He was after all the brains in all their operations while Grant preferred to take care of the physical side of business, the dirty work. Well, it was about to get a lot dirtier around there. He cracked his knuckles in anticipation as Hugh handed him a new glass of whiskey. “You could have told me sooner, you know.” He took the glass from his brother and lit himself a cigar.

  “It was more entertaining watching you walk around like a wounded bear, yelling at the servants and using the men as human punching bags.”

  “You are a sadistic fuck.” Grant took a drag of his cigar, enjoying the way the smoke swirled from the end of the red-hot tip.

  “That is how we were raised.”

  “How did you figure it out so easily?” Grant mused.

  “Seriously? If she is alive, where else would she go? She needed medical attention, which she got at that ER, according to Marco, but eventually she’d run out of painkillers and antibiotics. She needed someone she felt she could trust, someone who knew her and wouldn’t ask questions. Ripley was the last place she was where she had friends. You’ve kept her locked away so much not even my wife wanted to attempt befriending her. Little hell cat that Sophia is, I wouldn’t let Marcy anywhere near her in any case.”

  “I hope her lover boy is still hanging around, I never got my hands on him for almost taking Sophia away from me.”

  “Because we had to pack up our shit. The carnival had its uses, but the trail we left behind would have become suspicious. You’ll get your day, brother. Patience is always a virtue.”

  Grant nodded and took another sip of his whiskey. Hugh was right. He just had to sit back, wait for confirmation from Marco, and then he’d plan everything out to the finest detail. This was going to be the sweetest payback.

  * * *

  Sophie laughed at Riley as she mumbled about the barbeque they were heading to. The past two weeks had flown by so fast. Sam was everything she had ever wanted in a man: loving, attentive, and strict when needed. They had settled into a routine where he would stop by before going to work—if he hadn’t spent the night with her—and they would share breakfast and just talk like there was no time and tragedy that had separated them in the first place. She would work at the bar, chatting with the locals all day long and she loved the simple small town and all the people residing in it. Riley had come to pick her up and they were going to make a quick stop for snacks and drinks first. It was a lovely and sunny Saturday and they were having a small get-together at Sam’s house. He wanted Sophie to move in with him and Bob, but she was still deciding. She’d love to live with him, but she enjoyed being on her own too much now after all the years of being locked up in Grant’s mansion. They exited the bar and walked over to Riley’s pickup.

  “Do I have to be there?” Riley moaned again.

  “Of course you do. Who else am I going to talk to once the guys start with their sports and fishing stories? You can’t drop me now, Riles.” The time that had passed since Riley had barged into her flat had changed her life. She didn’t regret a single day since then. Riley was the best friend she could ever have asked for: supportive, funny, beautiful, mischievous, and just a little bit crazy. Sophie couldn’t imagine her life without the spunky brunette complaining and grouching away as she got into the truck.

  She felt a tingling in her spine and the hair at the back of her neck rose. She shuddered delicately and glanced around furtively. It felt like she was being watched—the same way she always felt when she moved around the mansion. She didn’t see anything suspicious, so she got in the truck beside Riley, but still couldn’t shake the feeling. Riley was chattering on about how mad she was at Luke for leaving the bar the previous night with some apparent bimbo sales rep who was spending the week in town. They parked at the grocery and liquor store and Sophie made sure to relax herself despite her discomfort. As they got back into the truck again and pulled out into the street, Sophie glanced in the mirror outside her window but saw no car behind them. She glanced over her shoulder out the back window and the street was empty. She took a deep breath and shook the feeling away with force.

  It was just her overactive imagination since she had another nightmare the previous night. Sam hadn’t come over till late, so she spent a few hours alone in bed until she heard his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. By then it was already past three in the morning and she was lying awake due to her dream.

  The car door suddenly flew open and she gave a startled yelp and made to move away until she realized that it was Sam and the truck was already parked in their driveway. She looked over and Riley was already halfway across the lawn toward the house.

  “Everything okay, baby?” She nodded her head quickly and gave him a small smile.

  “Fine, just a bit jumpy after last night.” He pulled her into a quick hug before helping her out of the truck. He had found her crying in bed but luckily, he’d had the best way to make her forget about the demons in her nightmare.

  “Before we head over to the rest of the guys, I wanted to talk to you.”

  “Okay.” She put her arm around his waist as they took leisurely slow steps across the lawn.

  “I’ve finished going through your notebook.” She nodded and waited for him to continue. She was done hiding things from him.

  “We need to talk to you about a few of them.” That had her stopping in her tracks.

  “We?”

  “Daniel is chief of police in New York. They’ve wanted to take down the Connor crime syndicate for a long time, but they never got any real information or witnesses.” Sophie started sha
king her head furiously and stepped away from him.

  “No, no, no, no. I am not going to talk to any policeman about anything regarding Grant and his brother’s business. You can’t make me.”

  “Baby, I don’t want to make you do anything, but they are bad people who deserve to go to prison.”

  “I know they are bad fucking people, Samuel.”

  “Don’t swear.” The deep timbre of his voice had no effect on her as the fear running through her veins made her irrational and panicked.

  “Don’t dom me right now! You wanted something from me before taking me. I have given it to you. There are no renegotiations.”

  “That’s what you think this is? Some contract or agreement?” His voice was rising dangerously.

  “No! Of course not! I...” He grabbed her arms firmly.

  “I love you and I am not going to lose you ever again. I need to keep you safe.” He kissed her then, a punishing hot kiss that had her resistance ebbing away and her body softening against him.

  “Just think about it, baby, that’s all I’m asking,” he whispered into her ear as he pulled her even closer. And she had to give in to him, because he was Sam and she was Soph and that was just what they did. They gave in.

  She nodded, and they made their way over to the back of the house. Riley was already halfway through her first glass of wine, frowning furiously over at Luke who was laughing at something Daniel had said. Sophie gave Sam a quick kiss before making her way to her friend.

  “Okay, you have seriously got to tell me what is up with you and Luke.”