Page 68 of The Hero
Marlowe wished he was right, but she needed to see this through. Wanted to have a hand in making Ian pay for what he’d done. She believed in karma, but sometimes it needed a little help.
“He’s arrogant,” she said. “After getting away with stealing those coins, he’s going to think he’s invincible. And having me call him will be a huge shock. I’m sure he thought I’d be gone forever, and even if I did get out of jail, he’d have already sold the coins and there’d be no proof of what he’d done.
“I thought about it while you were talking to JJ ... and if I demand a cut of the money from the coins, he might not suspect I’m working with the police. And if I threaten to turn him in if he doesn’t agree, he’ll think he’s smarter than me. He’ll think since he got rid of me once, he can do it again.”
“I don’t want him within ten feet of you,” Kendric said in a low, harsh tone.
“I don’t want tobewithin ten feet of him,” Marlowe agreed. “He scares me. I mean, I thought I knew him, and look what he did. I’m hoping that with one phone call, this nightmare will end. I mean, I’m not naive enough to think it’ll be easy. But I still think that if I piss him off enough, he might mess up and give something away. That it’ll bemyturn to sendhimto prison. Please, Kendric. I need to try.”
Her man sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
Marlowe waited, giving him time to mull over her argument.
Eventually, he said, “If we do this, it’s on my terms.”
“Okay,” Marlowe agreed immediately.
“You won’t take any chances. Won’t tell him where you are. Will say only what we discuss ahead of time, from a script. You’ll tell him our terms, then be done.”
“All right.”
“I mean it, Punky. No changing the plan once it’s in motion. No thinking you can get more info if you drag things out. Your idea is a good one. You’ll tell him you want a cut of the money he’ll get from the sale, and in return, you’ll forget about him and he’ll forget about you. Understand?”
“Yes, Kendric.” Marlowe couldn’t believe he was agreeing. She loved him even more at this moment than she did before. Which was kind of hard to believe, because she already loved him a hell of a lot.
“I can’t lose you,” he said in a tortured tone. “Not after I just found you.”
“You aren’t going to lose me. I’m right here. This is going to be over before you know it,” she said, crossing her fingers that she wasn’t lying.
Now that it looked like she reallywouldbe talking to Ian, Marlowe was a little nervous. But knowing Kendric and his friends had her back made the entire thing a little easier.
He rolled then, and Marlowe squeaked in surprise as she stared up at him. “Be careful!” she scolded. “Your back—”
“Is fine. I’m fine. And I want to make love to my wife in our bed. In our home.”
Marlowe practically melted under him. “Yes. Please.”
“So polite,” Kendric said with a mischievous grin. “There’s something else I want, that I didn’t get a chance to do before.”
“What’s that?”
Instead of answering her verbally, Kendric’s smile widened before he leaned down and kissed her. But he didn’t linger. He kissed her neck. Then her collarbone. Then he suckled one of her nipples as he lightly pinched the other.
Marlowe inhaled sharply and arched her back.
He kept moving down her body, kissing her belly before ultimately settling himself between her legs. Marlowe looked down and saw him staring up at her as his hands caressed her thighs. “You liked my fingers on you. Let’s see how you like my tongue.”
She didn’t get a chance to say anything before he’d lowered his head and proceeded to drive her absolutely out of her mind. She writhed under him as he licked and sucked and sent her flying over the edge embarrassingly quickly.
Marlowe had only had one other man go down on her, and it hadn’t felt anything like that.
But Kendric didn’t stop. He continued to tease her clit with his lips and tongue, even when she whined that it was too sensitive.
When she was sweaty and boneless after two enormous orgasms, he finally made his way back up her body, kissing every inch of skin along the way.
He was smiling as he hovered over her. “Love seeing you like that,” he told her, before kissing her once more. Marlowe could taste herself on his lips, and with any other man she would’ve been embarrassed or weirded out. But with the man she loved, nothing seemed awkward.
“Like what?” she asked, when they paused to take a breath.
