Chapter Seven
“I think we lost him.” I rest my palms on my thighs as I suck in a breath.
“Good.” Bianca pants.
“You really think she’s alive?”
“I do, but it’s just my opinion. The feelings I get and how I interpret the cards. Nothing is set. Paths can change.”
I stand up and pull her into my embrace. Our lips meet. Desire consumes me as I thrust my tongue between her lips tasting sugar, she’s so sweet, melting right into me. We’re hidden away in the woods, but the city is lit up in the distance, mother nature and mankind providing the perfect backdrop.
Bianca returns my kiss fierce and intensely. I’m falling deeper under her spell. The clouds part overhead. The moonlight shining down on us between the trees. I drop the backpack as she tugs on the sleeves of my leather jacket. I shove a hand up the back of her dress, getting a good handful of her ass cheek. I lift her easily, pressing her against a tree as her legs hitch around my hips.
Her breath grows heavier and heavier the more we kiss. I cup one of her tits, flicking a thumb over a nipple through her dress, but needing to feel her skin to skin.
Bianca shoves my jacket off. It hits the ground with a thud. Her hand goes straight to my zipper and there’s not a doubt in my mind that I’m about to fuck her right here against this tree in the cemetery bathed by the moonlight. Jesus. Her breath fans over my lips before she comes in for another deep kiss that sends fire through my veins spreading hot and fast like a wildfire decimating everything in its path. Leaving nothing in its wake but my singed heart because despite my efforts I’m falling madly for her. I don’t know if it’s the spell or simply lust. Right now, I don’t give a fuck about anything but getting inside her.
My dick goes hard when her fingers skim the waistband of my boxer briefs.
Her moan sounds in my ear as her cool fingers meet my hot flesh.
I drag my lips down her neck to her chest, doing my best to yank her dress and her bra down to free one of her tits for me to suck on. Fuck me. She feels damn good. Too damn good. I’m consumed by the desire to have her. Fuck her raw and deep. Marking her as mine. Filling her up with every ounce of my come. My lips wrap around her nipple, sucking the hardening point, I roll my tongue around the edge as her skin pebbles.
Her fingers stroke up and down my shaft, but this position has difficulties. I know the bark of the tree is digging into her back. I’m tempted to lay her on the bed of the forest ground but my luck one of us would get a stick rammed in our asses. “What do you say we take this back to your place,” I mutter into her neck then freeze when I see a set of headlights flash on the cemetery road. “Hold that thought.” I press a finger to her lips, signaling her to be quiet. I release her slowly, careful not to make a sound in case that damn security guard is back or if he brought the police.
Quietly, I retrieve my jacket and her backpack from the ground as the slamming of car doors echoes around us. “Stay put,” I whisper in her ear.
I move to get a closer look. I can only make out the shapes of three people. What appears to be two men and possibly a woman.
“Oh no,” Bianca says softly in my ear causing me to nearly jump.
“Fuck. Don’t be sneaking up on me.”
“What do you think they’re doing?”
“I can’t see.”
As if on cue the clouds shift, allowing the moon to peek through just enough we regain visibility without resorting to the flashlights and drawing unwanted attention to ourselves.
We move closer. Creeping up to the mausoleum. Each of us taking opposite sides to watch the scene unfolding before us.
To the right of us a man stands in front of a dark, large SUV. The other man has a woman kneeling on Bianca’s blanket where we were under that large oak before the security guard chased us. I glance to Bianca and wonder if I’m in love or terrified that she’s not even a little afraid of the scene playing out in front of us.
“Told you what would happen if I didn’t get my money. Think this is a game. A god damn joke? Huh?” His hand whips across her face. Her neck snaps back.
Bianca lets out a small gasp.
I move to her quickly, capping a palm over her mouth.
Her eyes bulge as she tries to tell me something. I put a finger to my own lips then mouth, “that her?” Bianca nods and my bones turn cold.
I don’t recognize his voice, though there’s something familiar about him, but it doesn’t matter. Both men appear to be wearing ski masks.
“Now you’re useless. There’s too much heat.”
I watch unable to do anything but shield Bianca from witnessing a murder. “Don’t look.” I hold her tight, face buried in my chest when one shot rings out and Mariah slumps forward. Fucking fuck.
The wet of Bianca’s tears stains my shirt. I press my hands firmly to her cheeks, swiping her tears away with my thumbs.
“We need to go now.”
Bianca hiccups a sob.
“What was that,” the gunman growls.
Fuck me. They heard her.
“Shh.” I squeeze her cheeks gently.
Bianca nods.
“Thought you paid that guard off.”
“I did. He said no one was here.”