The Enclave of Jyme (G Street Chronicles Presents) (24 page)

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Authors: Phoenix Rayne

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“Yes,” she answered.

“It wants you, badly. Do you want it?”

She shivered as I blew on the back of her neck.

“Yes,” she answered.

“Are you scared of it?”

“Jyme,” she called my name out too loudly.

“Shhhhh. Answer me,” I demanded.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“Why?”

“Oh God…Because it’s too big,” she whispered.

“I told you I would take my time with you. I wouldn’t go fast and I would go nice and slow. And you would be just as wet, if not more, than you are right now.”

She made these desperate gurgling noises. Her breathing was short and clipped. She was about to cum. I wasn’t even anywhere near her most moist part of her body and she was about to go into pieces.

“Now do you want it?” I asked.

“Yes.”

I readjusted my stand and sunk in closer to her.

“I’ve wanted to do this to you ever since you brought those luscious things out at the restaurant.”

I was thinking about her in that fucking scarf the other night. She shifted herself again. She was trying to control what she was feeling, but she was losing this battle.

“Are you scared of it?” I asked her.

“NO,” she growled.

I chuckled and removed one of my hands from her. I pulled her head around with my free hand until our lips met. I took over her mouth with my tongue and she moaned and breathed. I knew this would be the best time to quit, so I yanked my other hand out in one swift movement and walked back toward the truck. I got in and couldn’t help but laugh at her. I knew she would pay me back one day and I would gladly take that punishment.

My cell rang and I looked down at the name and number.

“Zedd.”

“Mr. Samson, how are you, sir?”

“I’m doing very well, Zedd. Thanks to you,” I admitted.

“I’m very glad to hear that. Unfortunately, I have some news that I need to share with you. I don’t like to have this type of conversation over the phone, Mr. Samson, but I’m heading to the airport on business.”

“Its fine, Zedd. I’m alone.”

“Mr. Samson, I’ve had some of the best private eyes in business researching Ms. Hooper for me and we keep ending up at a dead-end street.”

“What do you mean?”

“Mr. Samson, I don’t think she is who she says she is.”

“Why?”

“Her past is too squeaky clean; not a speeding or parking ticket. She exists on paper, but not in life. Did you know that The Starbucks Corporation is the only place of employment that’s on file for her?”

“What difference does that make? According to the government, I’ve never held a job and I’ve been working since I was in middle school.”

“But Mr. Samson, you have a legitimate business. She does not.”

“I don’t care.”

“You should, sir.”

“Well, Zedd, I don’t.”

“Mr. Samson, you deserve so much better than this. At least take it slow with her and give me more time to gather more information on her.”

“Zedd, if her love was all I had in this life that would be enough until the end of time,” I hung up the phone and felt a piercing pain in my chest. My last words to Zedd were a line from one of Justin Timberlake’s song, but they were true. Why was Zedd doing this to me? He knew how important Cricket was to me.

I didn’t give a fuck who or what she was before me. She was with me now; and that’s all that mattered. She was my caramel, thick, voluptuous goddess and my good luck charm; and her name is Cricket.