I knew how it felt to lose a mother. She’d lost a father too. Her life had been turned upside down. For now I’d assume she’d told me the truth, at least for the sake of her tears.
“Want another beer?” I asked and she shook her head vigorously.
“I don’t really drink much.”
“Welcome to our world. You’ll need it,” I said.
We smiled at each other faintly before she wiped her cheeks with her fingers.
“Sorry, look, I’m not trying to make you feel sorry for me. I don’t want you or anyone to pity me. I just want to…survive.” As she spoke, Elsie’s voice shuddered.
How could I blame this girl for doing what she had to do to survive? Weren’t we all guilty of that?
“If everything you’ve told me today is the truth, then you’re in more danger than you realize,” I said.
Elsie nodded. “I think I have some idea.”
“It’d be a matter of honor and pride to Aldo to finish what he started with your family. Especially now that you’ve escaped him and because you rescued Davey and returned him to us.”
Elsie gulped. Her cheeks flushed and I saw my words had frightened her. I wasn’t trying to scare her, I just wanted her to know the real deal.
“I’m not going to sugarcoat it for you,” I added.
“You don’t have to. You’re forgetting that I saw my parents getting murdered with my own eyes. I know what Aldo Baron is capable of, and I know what might end up happening to me. I don’t know where to go or where to hide. I need help.”
Elsie staring up at me like that, with her quivering beestung lips and big brown eyes, made me feel things I hadn’t known I was capable of feeling. And not just in my cock.
I was tempted to promise her I’d keep her safe, but it wasn’t in my hands.
She stood up and asked if she could use the toilet.
“You don’t need my permission to use the toilet,” I said with a grin. Elsie gave me a sheepish look and walked away.
I figured she’d just asked out of habit. The habit of being held captive by the Barons. I hadn’t yet asked her for the details on her captivity and how difficult that experience was for her. I figured she didn’t want to discuss it right away.
While I waited for her to return, I rooted through my fridge and found a big tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream. I didn’t remember buying it—I must’ve been drunk.
But I brought it back to the living room with two big spoons.
Elsie looked visibly surprised to see the ice cream when she returned. I’d already dug into it, tapping the other spoon on the tub.
Without a word, she joined me on the couch and took the spoon from me. We both took scoops of ice cream and ate them in silence for a while.
I was aware of her sitting there beside me, our legs touching, her hair carelessly falling on my shoulder.
She took another spoon to her mouth and this time, a greenish layer of mint ice cream remained on her lower tongue. I wanted to lick it off so bad my cock throbbed with desire for her.
Elsie turned to me and caught me staring. She looked into my eyes like she knew exactly what I was thinking.
“Is there something you’d like to say to me?” she asked.
I put my spoon down.
“No,” I replied. My voice was like a deep groan while I battled my need for her. “But there’s something I want to do to you instead.”
I heard her breathe in sharply as I leaned into her. She turned her face up towards me like she expected it. She knew exactly what was coming. I framed her face with my hands and tipped her head backwards, covering her mouth with mine.
My tongue pushed in, tasting the mint ice cream on her tongue. She kissed me back just as fiercely as I kissed her. My fingers crept up, weaving into her thick silky hair while I took possession of her mouth.
My cock was out of control, and she reached for it while we kissed. Grabbing me, stroking me, making me come alive.
I wasn’t expecting it from her. I wasn’t expecting Elsie to be so bold, but she was.
In almost every way possible, Elsie Harlow surprised me and I wasn’t yet sure if that was a good thing or not.
Five
Elsie
I really shouldn’t have kissed Tristian. I should’ve pushed him away, resisted his tongue sliding into my mouth and taking complete control of me. But instead of pushing him away, I actually kissed him back harder. I reached for his cock because I’d fantasized about it since I met him.
Seriously, one of us should’ve put an immediate stop to the whole thing as quickly as it started. But neither of us did. In fact, I held his cock, stroking him, feeling him get harder and stronger, throbbing between my fingers.
He was just as big as I’d hoped.
He kissed me rougher right then, twisting his hand in my hair, wrapping it tightly around his fist so he kept me frozen to the spot. Attached to him by my mouth.
I loved the taste of him. Beer and mint ice cream. I lost myself in him. This was a chance for me to forget about every horrible thing that had happened to me in the past few months. This was my chance to leave it all behind…even if temporarily.
Now that I was smack in the middle of leading a life full of danger, why shouldn’t I have kissed Tristian Doherty? What else did I have to lose?
Most importantly, he made me feel good and after everything I’d been through, that was exactly how I wanted to feel.
When he grabbed me by my hips and lifted me up, I gasped with surprise. Our mouths were pulled apart.
