I didn’t even realise I’d made the choice to move before feeling the car speed away from the curb, the door swinging shut behind me as I took hold of Brooklyn’s hips and shoved her right back against the far door to give myself space to drop my head between her thighs.
Then I did as I had promised her and worked my way to her ruin while Niall cursed me as he sped through the streets of the city and headed home.
“We’ll have trouble drawing him out now,” Mateo growled angrily as he tossed his gimp mask aside, clearly upset over the missed opportunity to strike the final name from Brooklyn’s list, and I knew that I was to blame for that failure.
Brooklyn moaned loudly as I gripped her thighs and I forced them wider, sinking my tongue as deep inside her as I could manage before circling it and tasting just how sweet she really was.
I had failed her. That was the truth of the matter and now I wanted to serve her to make up for it as best I could.
“That’s not the first time I’ve had to cut and run on a job,” Niall replied, the car swerving suddenly and almost unseating me and Brooklyn as she gasped and panted my name.
I lifted my head to glare at Niall and found him watching us in the rearview mirror which he’d adjusted to give himself a better view.
“Watch the road,” Mateo snarled, shoving the steering wheel and causing Niall to slap him across the face.
I dipped my head back between Brooklyn’s thighs, sucking her clit then lapping at it over and over again while she began to thrust and rock her hips against my face.
The overwhelming rage which had held me hostage had switched entirely to lust for this woman beneath me, and as she fisted my hair and I fucked her with my mouth, I found a pure kind of peace that I’d never truly known before.
She came for me with a cry of pleasure and I lapped up every piece of her lust as I held her at my mercy and made sure she felt every moment of it to its fullest.
“We’ll come up with a new plan,” Niall said as he swung the car around a corner and I was forced to grip the headrest to stop myself from falling.
Brooklyn squealed as she tumbled out from beneath me and I snatched hold of her arm with my free hand before she could make it all the way into the footwell.
I sat up as the car was righted again, freeing my cock and smirking at Niall in the mirror as he scowled back at me. I tugged Brooklyn into place on my lap while holding Niall’s eye and keeping her facing him. My cock ached and Brooklyn whimpered with the need for more as I kept her suspended above me, the head of my dick sliding through the slickness of her entrance without pushing inside so much as an inch.
I waited while Brooklyn panted, and Mateo growled curses about her coming for the man who had just fucked up their job.
Niall held us all in suspense. I wasn’t entirely certain why I found such relief in following his commands. Maybe it was my years in incarceration, obeying orders and following rules which had awoken a need in me to take orders from others. Then again, I’d always found relief in my old gang too. In letting my crew leader make choices for me so that I didn’t have to do so myself. Perhaps it was because I was an orphan who’d never had a parent to give me a single order in my life, and I’d been so fucked up by the lawless way I’d lived that I sought out the structure within the chaos.
Whatever it was, taking commands from the man who had offered me a real chance at freedom, especially when it came to how I got our girl off was something which just worked for me.
“What are ya waiting for, big fella?” Niall barked when he couldn’t take the anticipation anymore. “Make my little psycho come all over that monster dick of yours, and don’t be gentle with her. The girl has made it clear enough that she prefers it rough.”
“Yes,” Brooklyn agreed. “Real rough, AJ.”
A rush of relief tumbled through my chest at the command and without waiting another second, I tugged Brooklyn’s hips down and thrust mine up, sinking my cock into her so deep and hard that she gasped as the feeling of it stole her breath clean away from her.
I gripped her hair in my fist, tugging her head back and leaning in to speak in her ear, low enough that no one but her could hear me.
“More?” I breathed and she nodded. “Hold on to something nice and tight for me then.”
Brooklyn garbled an incoherent response as she leaned forward and gripped the two headrests for the front seats.
I reached around to the front of her dress, tugging on the skin-tight leather until her tits spilled free of it and palming them roughly as I began to slam my hips up at a frantic, brutal pace which matched the heady beating of my heart.
Brooklyn moaned loudly, begging for more as I tugged on her nipples and I dropped my hands to her sides, taking full control of her as I began to fuck her harder and faster, pounding my cock so deep inside her that all she could do was cry out in pleasure between my thrusts.
Mateo cursed then unclipped his belt, twisting between the seats and dropping his mouth to capture her nipple between his lips before moving his hand to her clit and rubbing it in time with my thrusts.
Brooklyn moaned and gasped as I fucked her harder, barely able to catch her breath as she took me like the savage I was, and I enjoyed every second of stretching her with my cock and filling her to her limit.
When she finally came, it was with a cry that was a masterpiece, her pussy squeezing around my shaft and forcing me to follow her into ecstasy as I climaxed with a ferocious roar and buried myself deep within her one final time.
Niall’s eyes were locked on us in the mirror and I was surprised we hadn’t crashed while he’d been so distracted with our performance, but somehow we were still tearing away down the road without so much as a wobble to the wheel to indicate he wasn’t paying enough attention.
“Jesus,” Niall muttered, shifting his focus to the road once more. “You’re in for it now, little psycho. I’m gonna have to work on outdoing that little performance later on tonight and you’d better believe I won’t stop until you’ve screamed twice as loud for me.”
Brooklyn slurred something which sounded like an agreement as she slumped back into my arms, making no attempt to disconnect our bodies and allowing me to just enjoy the feeling of having her close.
I held her like that the rest of the way home, breathing in the scent of her and running my fingers back and forth across her soft skin while I let myself believe in her at last after so much time spent having her solely within my mind. My sweet obsession.
Niall parked up and got out of the car, muttering to himself about never having had this kind of problem when he worked alone.
Before we could follow, Mateo hit the door locks and turned to look at us.
“Carlos Alonso knew you,” he said in a low voice. “And yet I don’t. Which means your vendetta with him must have been personal.”
“Why?” Brooklyn breathed as she moved to sit beside me, straightening out her dress and looking like a fucking dream.
“Because I was the creature sent to hunt men who crossed our organisation, and unless I’m mistaken, Jack was sent away to Eden Heights long before I ever left my mountain. If his death had been ordered by the head of the cartel, then I would have been the one to come cleave it from his body.”