Thin Ice 3 - Armageddon (13 page)

Why is this so damned familiar,
she continued to ponder as she looked at the screen. Her mind still whirling, Kim typed in one word and waited for the results.
You have got to be shittin’ me,
she thought as her mouth dropped when the computer finished its search and brought her the results. Kim immediately clicked on the link and began to read, her pulse racing as she devoured the article and hurriedly searched for more.
You have got to be fuckin’ shittin’ me,
her mind kept repeating as she unearthed more and more information.

“
So now what,” she murmured aloud her head spinning out of control.

Do what you do best,
her mind threw out. Kim knew what meant. She had to investigate it. Closing her notebook after verifying she had the right information, Kim rose and headed back to the hotel. She definitely needed a drink now.

*****

“
Hey baby,” Kaitlyn greeted Tariq as she walked into the house.

“
Hey girl,” he returned hugging his wife and kissing her sweetly. “You smell good,” he told her inhaling her scent.

“
I was at Vickie’s Secret trying on perfumes,” she told him chuckling.

“
Well I sure as hell hope you bought that one,” Tariq replied still kissing her neck softly. Kaitlyn chuckled again and pushed him gently away; walking into the kitchen, putting up the roast she’d stopped and picked up.

“
You going out,” she asked, seeing him dressed, keys in his hand.

“
Yeah, got a meeting,” Tariq replied as Kaitlyn nodded her understanding and headed to their bedroom, him following.

“
You going back out tonight,” Tariq asked casually.

He didn’t want to scare her and he definitely didn’t want her to know Ian was alive or that he was somewhere in the city.

Turning to him, Tariq saw her yawning, making him laugh lightly.

“
Nope, going in here and take a nice long bath,” Kaitlyn told him as she began to undress. “Then I’m gonna watch those DVD’s I bought last week,” she finished, standing in the bathroom now turning the water on for her bath.

“
That sounds like a plan,” Tariq returned pulling her to him again as she came back into the room.

Reaching behind her, Tariq unhooked Kaitlyn’s bra and removed it for her. Kaitlyn chuckled seeing the look in his eyes as he took in her full nipples, which for whatever reason, were hard at the moment.

“
You make it hard for a man to leave,” Tariq told her hoarsely, licking his lips slightly. Kaitlyn giggled again.

“
You did that to yourself,” she told him, poking him in the chest and pulling away.

She went into the bathroom and turned the water off. Tariq walked over to the door at the exact moment she removed her jeans.

“
Shit,” he murmured softly taking in her sexy frame in the thong.

“
You have a meeting,” Kaitlyn told him, hearing his exclamation and seeing him still lingering in the door.

“
Why you tormenting’ me like this, KiKi,” Tariq asked walking in and taking her into his arms, kissing her passionately. “You know you turn me on, shit,” he murmured still kissing her neck as his hands massaged her breasts and enjoyed the hard nipple.

“
Tariq, you’re going to be late,” Kaitlyn tried half heartedly.

Truthfully, she was on fire.

“
KiKi, mmm,” Tariq told murmured his lips moving lower until he held her nipple firmly between them, licking the hard mounds slowly.

“
Aaah, hell, mmm,” Kaitlyn moaned.

Reaching down she unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to his ankles. Tariq stepped closer as Kaitlyn’s hand snaked inside his fitted boxers, grasping his throbbing erection and freeing it. Tariq quickly returned the favor, lifting her slightly and ripping the thong off her body.

“
Damn baby,” Kaitlyn murmured at his forcefulness.

Tariq returned to her lips kissing her again as their tongues danced melodically with each other and he slid deeply inside her. Kaitlyn groaned as Tariq continued to kiss her, holding her hips tightly as he dipped deeply and made her eyes roll back into her head behind the closed lids. Tariq wanted her to feel every bit of his love for her as he consumed her. He cradled his face in her neck, kissing it softly as he continued to give her what they both wanted. Kaitlyn cried out first as he felt her warmth and wetness increase. Knowing he’d brought her closure, Tariq allowed himself to finish, pulling her even closer.

“
You better not blame you’re being late on me,” Kaitlyn teased as Tariq gathered himself and prepared to leave her.

“
It is your fault,” he threw back giving her a look. “Shouldn’t be so damned fine,” he finished as Kaitlyn actually blushed and he kissed her lips softly, leaving her soaking in the tub, safe and out of harms way.

*****

Mook was chilling watching the game and enjoying the nacho’s he’d stopped and picked up along the way, when Kim finally made it back.

“
Damn girl, you buy out the store,” he called out jokingly.

Kim laughed and told him not today, but there was always tomorrow. Walking into the room he offered her some of his food. Kim grabbed a chip and enjoyed the cheese and jalapeno combination.

“
What’s all that other stuff,” she asked looking at the sea of colors on the chips closest to him.

“
Got some fresh salsa, guacamole, and sour cream,” Mook told her as Kim sighed and said nothing else.

“
Dang, I forgot to get something to drink,” she murmured, referring to soft drinks or water.

“
I got something to drink,” Mook replied giving her a look.

Kim burst into laughter knowing exactly what he was drinking.

“
Umm no,” she replied as Mook chuckled and told her she was going to be thirsty. Walking into the bathroom Kim’s mind began to replay all the information she’d found today.
Should I share it with him,
she pondered turning on the shower.

Kim thought about it a few moments more before deciding she wouldn’t say anything until she had a more complete picture. Right now everything was extremely chaotic. Stepping under the spray, Kim closed her eyes and enjoyed the steaming hot water as it cascaded over her body.
I wish I’d run into that bitch Tae today too,
she thought frowning deeply. Kim pushed the thoughts away. Mook had given her no further indication he had given the woman a moments more thought.
You need to stop trippin,
her mind condemned.
You gonna push the damned man into her bed if you get to acting’ foolish,
her mind attacked again. Sighing lightly Kim agreed she had nothing to worry about. Mook loved her. They had four years and a child together. She knew enough about his character to know he’d never hurt her like that.

“
Mhmph, look at that phat ass right there,” Mook murmured scaring the hell out of Kim since she hadn’t heard him come in.

Turning she found him leaned back against the shower wall, naked, and ready to do naughty things to her.

“
You’re gonna stop sneaking up on me,” Kim teased as Mook looked her over, murmured a yeah okay and pulled her to him.

“
You know you want it,” he told her rubbing his hands over her butt, squeezing tightly. “I ain’t gave you none in three or four days now,” he teased pressing his erection against her.

“
Yeah, you have been kinda stingy,” Kim played along.

“
Fatty miss me,” he questioned.

Kim frowned slightly and looked into his face. “Who are you calling fatty,” she asked, ready to catch an attitude.

Mook smiled, slid his hands between her legs and gave her a look.

“
Did fatty miss me,” he asked again, his hands showing her exactly who and what he was referring too.

Kim blushed, making Mook laugh harder.

“
Come here let Carnel up in there,” Mook told her pushing her against the shower wall, wrapping one leg around his waist.

Kim knew she was in for a deliciously raunchy ride when he referred to himself by name. Mook didn’t let her down either as he made his way inside bringing a scream of pleasure from Kim as her man went to work, pleasing every spot he hit with his deep thrusts.

“
Stop that shit,” Mook told her breathlessly as Kim winked at him.

She was working her kegel magic on him again, squeezing him tightly every time he thrust into her. She knew it drove him crazy and made his orgasm three times as intense.

“
Shit, stop Kim, damn, hell yeah,” Mook murmured as he thrust into her again and she once again grasped him tightly.

“
Your fault,” Kim murmured as Mook held her tighter and hit her g-spot hard.

Kim’s body almost went limp the sensation was so good. Mook picked her up, holding her midair against the wall as he hit it twice more before groaning deeply and coming hard, kissing Kim deeply.

10

Gabrielle heard them arguing and held her breath.

“
Man shit, why the fuck not,” Mace asked, fully aggravated.

“
Cause Top said to leave her the fuck alone, that’s why,” Jaron replied angry as hell with his friend right now.

“
Well fuck, I need to go out and see my girl shit,” he threw back alerting Gabrielle they were talking about Night wanting to violate her.

“
Shit go ahead, I got her, she ain’t goin’ nowhere,” Jaron told him dismissively. Truthfully, he needed a break from Mace. He never thought for more than five minutes past his dick.

“
I’ll be back in the morning,” Mace told Jaron grabbing his keys and slamming the door behind him.

Jaron sighed deeply, relieved he was gone; assured of a peaceful night for once since they’d snatched Gabrielle and brought her back to Mississippi. Walking into the kitchen of the safe house, Jaron grabbed himself a beer and a bottle of water for Gabrielle, heading to her room hoping she wasn’t asleep yet.

She heard the key slide into the lock and swallowed hard, grabbing her book pretending to read.

“
Hey, I brought you some water,” Jaron told her amiably.

Gabrielle smiled at him and told him thanks.

“
Can I ask you something,” she started tentatively.

Jaron never took his eyes from her as he nodded yes.

“
Are you going to kill me,” Gabrielle asked pitifully, averting her gaze.

Jaron sighed deeply and gently lifted her head again, looking into her eyes.

“
We’re not going to kill you,” he told her honestly.

Top only wanted the information she had and to get to Ian before anyone could tip him off. Once they had neutralized the threat, his and Mace’s orders were to blindfold her, and drop her off, unharmed, back in Louisiana.

“
OK,” she replied quietly as Jaron watched the relief wash over her.

“
How’s the book,” he asked changing the subject, hoping to lighten the mood.

Gabrielle smiled again and his heart sped up.

“
It’s actually really good,” she told him. “Have you read it,” she queried.

As much as she wanted too, she couldn’t hate Day. He’d been nothing but nice to her, even going out of his way to make her comfortable and reasonably happy.

“Why were you two arguing,” Gabrielle asked, testing the boundaries to see how far he would let her into his world.

Jaron sighed again and finished his beer. “Difference of opinion,” he said simply his tone implying the end of the conversation.

Gabrielle nodded quietly, reaching out and putting her hand over his own.

“
Thank you,” she said softly looking into Jaron’s eyes letting him know she’d heard all of the argument.

“
I’ll leave you alone and let you finish your book,” he returned, feeling his desire begin to stir.

Gabrielle knew she was affecting him and it pleased her for some reason. She never considered herself a tease, but knowing he wanted her and dared not touch her, turned her on.

“
OK,” she replied simply, looking into his eyes again.

Jaron swallowed hard. This woman was messing up his mind being so sweet and vulnerable.
She might be playin’ you man,
his mind threw in as he continued to regard her. Gabrielle was reading her book now as Jaron’s eyes slowly spanned her body, stopping at her chest, watching it rise and fall and the beautiful breasts that sat on it.

Shaking himself, Jaron rose finally quickly adjusting his jeans so she wouldn’t see the erection that had taken residence.

“
Do you need anything else tonight,” he asked calmly trying to steady his breathing. Gabrielle paused and put her book down, rising and facing him.

“
Candy,” she said simply as Jaron smiled.

“
You have a sweet tooth,” he questioned, amused by the request.

“
Sorta,” Gabrielle replied vaguely.

Jaron frowned slightly, giving her a confused look. She blushed again, which again amused him as he watched her.