Everything you need to know about Red.
Being a father to be, and in such a complicated moment of his professional life, Red has a lot to protect. He'll have to do the impossible in order to save the woman of his life from the murder accusations tha...
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She walks into the jeep and slams the door impatiently. I don't catch up as she topples into my arms with a tad maneuver to withhold her position in the front seats of the car unbothered. Automatically our lips mingle and my arms curl around her flimsy body very, very tightly.
Missing her is an understatement.
Coiled with rippling emotions like a boiling volcano, my tongue pushes deeply into her mouth, sucking air out of her as our kiss grows hotter and hotter, burning all problems, leaving us with nothing but the moment. My corded arms hold her in place, her skin warm and soft.
"Hey," I whisper with a gladden smile.
"Hey." Her breath turns fickle as she murmurs, "I missed you, Red. I really missed you. It feels like eternity since I last saw you."
Tears in her eyes glint her irises through the partial duskiness in the jeep. She steals my breath. Holding the nape of her neck, feeling her silky hair caressing my rough hand, I watch her briefly to make sure this moment is real. Her smile comes soft and my lips slam back on hers.
It's fucking real. Relief soars through me, and out of the blue my cock throbs.
"I'm not letting you go back tonight," I declare, my voice certain because it's a decided matter even if I have to abduct her.
Her eyes grow bigger but excitement retains their shape as she gives me an approving smile.
"I'm not planning to be away from you either. Take me with you," she answers confidently, sending a tingling sensation straight to my groin.
Fuck me, how do I resist such a fine woman? She's more than damn fine.
Again my dick pulsates and I know I won't last for too long before I lose my shits. Fucking her inside the jeep isn't on my agenda for tonight, even though I've imagined it several times while having a lonesome drive home.
She knows how to unwind my dark fetishes. Someday I'll take her right here.
I swivel the jeep around and push through the exit. What a day! Memories from the past few days come back like a whirlpool of dead emotions. It's been a hell of no sleep, no rest. But' worth it. If this Spanish woman is out and free, then I got no shitty regret.
"How are you feeling?" I ask her, my grip loose around the wheel after bustling through the main road. No jam.
Her enthusiasm withers but her smile remains. "Fine, I think. It's been an emotional hell in there, but I'm good."
My throat dries up at the thought. But she's a fighter. She's not the delicate Damsel she may look like, so I trust that she's got this.
"And you? I heard what happened from Kenna," she says softly. My eyes remain on the road. "Wait. What's that, Red?" Her hand reaches for the minor cut on my neck covered with a tiny plaster.
