Free Heart of Money (Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy Romance Thriller) by Lydia Sky Page A

deeper and deeper until my nose was pressed firmly against his musky crotch. He smelled so masculine and it made me so unbelievably wet that I couldn’t stand it much longer. Ignoring his request to continue sucking him, I quickly straddled the throbbing dick and grasped onto it with my left hand as I guided it inside of me.
    Oh God , how I’d longed for that sensation overnight. Behind all the terror, worry, and heartache, I’d dreamed about his big perfect dick, and wondered whether or not I’d ever be able to feel it inside of me again. I peered down at him as his only good arm wrapped around my backside and gave me a good spanking, and knelt down to press my lips firmly against his. His tongue came before mine, swirling hungrily around my mouth as I bounced myself up and down on his gorgeous body; the long shaft of his twitching happily inside of my wet cunt as it slid in and out, stretching my walls wide apart and giving me the best satisfaction and sensation of immense pleasure I’d ever felt in my life.
    Occasionally I’d glance to the door, but it was still fairly early and no one seemed to be passing through the halls of this section of the hospital. Brad groaned below me with pleasure and pulled me back down towards him, pushing his lips into mine as I squeezed his chiseled back. His tan body began to glisten with a thin layer of sweat and the sight of him below me made me climax intensely.
    “Fuck .” I muttered breathlessly, and the momentum slowed to a near stop until I finally crawled off of him and kissed him before letting out a satisfied giggle. My eyes widened as I realized how risky and frisky our sex had just been, and my mind returned to the dark matter at hand.
    “Did you come, baby?” He smiled from the bed, his good arm reaching out to touch my fingertips. I touched them and smiled.
    “Yes.”
    “If I don’t hear from the doctor within the hour I’m about to just check myself out,” He laughed, and then began to continue, but was interrupted by a swift knock at the door.
    The first thing I thought was perfect timing , considering we’d just finished a big fuck fest. The second thing I thought was what are the cops doing here? A short robust man in full uniform walked in carrying a clipboard. Behind him was a man who was dressed in plain clothes and had fairly short hair, but not as short as you usually see on a cop. I didn’t have to think very long or hard to realize he was a detective.
    “Mr. Stone? Ma’am.” He nodded.
    “Yes? I was wondering how long it would take for you guys to show up.” Brad grinned goofily.
    The man in plainclothes was tall and lanky. He had on a dark brown speckled wool blazer and dark brown slacks. He wore scuffed up leather boots that looked like they’d served him well for ten or so years. His hair was salt and pepper gray but mostly gray, and it was slicked back off of his forehead. He smiled, “Wanted to let you get the surgery over with and maybe a good night’s sleep too.” The detective pulled up a stool and sat on it with his legs stretched wide apart. He yawned into a balled up fist and then motioned toward the officer behind him, “Get me a cup of coffee.” Then he turned his focus onto Brad. “I’m Detective Richards. Pleased to make your acquaintance. I’ve heard a lot about you on the news and tabloids,” He laughed, “So, Mr. Stone. This Daniel fella. Still haven’t caught him. Hundreds of witnesses of course, so the story checks out. Not that I’d have any doubts about that anyway.” He gave Brad a smartass grin.
    “Yes… I’d hope not.” Brad returned a smartass grin of his own.
    “Anyways, we wanted to come here to let you know we’ll be doing everything in our power to locate this man, and also to warn you. Don’t get involved in this, Mr. Stone. I know you’ve had a reputation in the past for being an ‘ entrepreneur’ , and a bit of a badass , as well. I’m here to warn you son,” He pulled the stool closer