“What else?” Justice asked.
“He would take me away, and that he knew I didn’t have any family, and I didn’t need friends because I would have him. That’s when he tried to kiss me.”
“Son of a bitch,” Seno added.
“Did he? Did he kiss you?” Justice asked.
She squinted her eyes at him and her green eyes filled with anger. “You said Vin saw the video, so why don’t you tell me?”
He grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her up into his arms.
She grabbed onto Justice’s shoulders as the towel fell from her breasts.
“He didn’t say.”
She slowly ran her fingers through his hair and held his gaze. “Justice, I may have been a victim of an attack months ago, when I was weak and unknowing, but I’m not the same woman. I got out of the situation with Renaldo when he tried to seduce me into his bed.”
Justice bit the inside of his cheek. Just the thought of that fucker touching her and wanting her made his blood boil.
“Even tonight, when Paul attacked, I admit, I was caught off guard, I was scared, petrified, but then I thought of you and your brothers, and wanted to fight, to get back to you and not lose this opportunity to be with you. I don’t know what Renaldo’s intentions were, but I wasn’t biting. I was just trying to get out of there without incident and to get back to you. Don’t you trust me?”
“Of course I trust you. You need to trust me, to trust us, so we can keep you safe. I’m worried, Ellie. Somehow you’re caught in the middle of this shittin’ investigation. I’ve got beautiful young women, murdered, and a potential suspect is hitting on you, trying to get you in his bed, and I’m a bit fucking angry about it.”
She placed her hands against his cheeks and softly smiled, letting her breasts press snugly against his chest.
“Don’t be, Justice. I’m here with you. I’m not interested in anyone else except your brothers,” she teased. He heard the soft chuckles behind her and he kissed her deeply while she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as he carried her out of the bathroom.
* * * *
Ellie couldn’t believe how commanding and authoritative Justice was. She should be careful to not make him angry, yet because she knew he would never hurt her, she was aroused by his masculinity and the fact he wore a badge for a living. He was sexy, well built, and she wanted him, again.
As Justice laid her down on the bed, he knelt between her legs and gripped the towel in a fist. He used it to lift her and pulled her ass and pussy to the edge of the bed. But he didn’t pull the towel away from her body, instead he lowered it so only her breasts were exposed.
Her skin was damp from her bath, and the cool air in the open room made her nipples harden.
He reached down and stroked his thumb along her left nipple, and watched it shrivel up. She parted her lips as he reached for the other nipple and repeated the same action, making an imaginary string from her nipples to her cunt lubricate her pussy.
Reaching into his boxers, he pulled out his cock and stroked the thick muscle while holding her gaze. He was huge, thick, and she wanted to taste him.
“Justice, I want to—”
“Do you now?” he interrupted her, knowing exactly what she wanted to do to him. She felt brazen, alive, and capable of being a seductress and experienced lover for him. She gulped and he softened his intense stare.
“Does sucking on my cock frighten you?” he asked, and she was so touched by his concern. He really was so compassionate.
She shook her head. “I want to. Please?” She lowered her eyes. He stepped closer to her and she reached out and pressed his boxers down his ironclad thighs.
Using her palms, she ran them up and down as he parted his feet to give her better access to his cock and balls. She was shocked at how large he was all over. Being petite, she felt so small and feminine, and it made her want to prove her strength and her ability to be the woman he needed, they needed.
Remembering that they had an audience, she looked to the side and saw them there. Hunter in the single chair, leg up, naked. Mace leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and only wearing boxers, and Seno lying on the edge of the bed on the other side, lounging with his hand holding his head up just staring at her.
She used her hands to cup his balls, and Justice moaned. Glancing up over the thick, hard ridges of stomach muscles toward his massive chest and then his firm expression, she felt her pussy leak.
“What are you thinking right now, my sexy little minx?” he asked her.
She stroked his cock and lowered her mouth to the mushroom top as she used her other hand to touch her pussy under the towel.
“How hard and thick you are. How good you smell, and how hearing you moan makes me wet and horny.”