Page 114 of Never Say Never

"Don't you mean get out of me?" He slammed forward and I grunted. "Nah, no chance in hell. Let's go again. I'm not stopping until you need to sleep for the rest of the day."

I stared at him. "The girls?—"

"Are fine," he answered. "I texted Shelly to put a movie on for them. We got another hour and a half. I plan to use up every second."

I swallowed hard.

This bastard was going to kill me.

York sprawled out, legs spread, my cum dripping from his hole as he soundly slept, had to be my new favorite view. My phone was in my hands in seconds. I snapped a picture from every angle before I covered him up. I leaned over the side of the bed, kissing his soft lips and nearly falling into the trap of York all over again. Even as he slept, I wanted to impale him on my cock again and fuck him back awake.

"Be good while I'm gone."

York didn't budge, he was worn out and I'd made sure of it. The amount of cum I'd dumped into him attested to it.

"I'll always protect what's mine," I said with a final kiss.

Getting in the bed and curling up against York was a temptation I wasn't normally strong enough to walk away from. The threat to his life, and the stubbornness of my boss, meant I had no choice but to leave my man well-fucked and out of it. I left the bedroom and found York's phone still on the floor in the living room. I scooped it up and stared at the passcode. My boss was a well-trained FBI agent and he was considered one of the best. So his password to his phone had to be hard, but if York had one flaw, it was his love for his children.

I typed in the girls’ birthday and the lock screen disappeared. I shook my head, searching through his messages. York really hadn't texted anyone on the team. For a moment, I felt bad that I was going behind his back, but the feeling was gone in the next second. York would willingly sacrifice himself for the world, but I'd burn the world down for him.

There was only one new message. I got the address and deleted the text out of York's phone. They were going to hit the location tomorrow. I locked his phone back up and placed it on the coffee table before heading to the door.

"Mitchel. Andrew," I called out.

Two of the three guards on the floor made their way over to me. "Yes, sir?"

"I'm stepping out. York isn't to leave this place." I grabbed my wallet by the door before I fucked up and forgot it. "I find out that he did in fact leave here, know that I will make you beg to go to hell."

Both of them nodded, but I didn't put it past York to try and escape the moment he woke up.

This needs to be handled tonight.

"Get two more guys down here."

"I can guard inside," Mitchel said.

The thought of a man inside my place with my girls and York made me irrationally bloodthirsty. Killing him wasn't in the plans, and Mitchel hadn't done anything wrong, but logic meant nothing to me. He took one look at my face and took a healthy step back.

"Sorry, sir. I only meant for guarding purposes."

"Yeah, I don't care. Next time, I'll knock every tooth out of your mouth. Stay away from what's mine." I pointed to both of them. "Guard them from right here."

A single nod was all I needed. I calmed myself down as much as possible before leaving the apartment. I headed for the elevator while simultaneously calling Benito. The phone rang twice before it was picked up.

"What do you want?" Harlow's voice was unmistakable as it came over the line.

"Harlow, where is Benito?"

"Whatever you need my husband for, you can tell me."

I blew out a breath and typed in the code to head up to Benito's place. "It's business related."

"Benito, I will kill your goddamn brother for real this time if he keeps talking to me like I'm some mindless trophy husband."

I wasn't, but this was sensitive. I knew Harlow was helping with the business, both legit and underworld, but I needed to run it by Benito first. Harlow was his husband but he was married to the boss; he wasn’t the boss.

"Calm down—Ah, fuck, really, Harlow? You're going to pay for that." Benito grunted as his voice got clearer. "What, Paolo?"