Davis'P.O. V.
Frank uploaded everything we had on the judge and his son. He leaked it to the media, and the world was in a frenzy, calling for justice. It wasn't long until they reopened the case, and the judge, along with his son, were brought in. Idris no longer had a judge in his pocket, and as such, was free to touch now. I'll keep the stuff about his younger daughter as blackmail to keep him from opening his mouth when Lucius does what he does best. Putting Idris in jail is not enough, not after everything he's done. He needs to feel the physical pain he's caused his ex wife, Lucas, and Lisa. I'll multiply that pain.
"I sent you everything on Idris' illegal activities. Wait until next week to have him arrested. Lucius and I have to do our thing first," I spoke into the phone, having it pressed between my cheek and shoulder as I checked the set up of the rings to ensure they were safe.
"You know, I still think it's a bad plan. You shouldn't be doing this Davis, just let the law handle him. We have what we need, and without the judge, he' ll be going away."
"You and I both know you can't guarantee that," I reminded him, standing straight and holding my phone with my hand now. There was a rage building in me, one I had been having a hard time controlling here lately. "I am getting my own justice for Lisa, with or without your approval, Derek."
"Shouldn't it be Lisa getting her justice? Let her decide, Davis."
His words hit harder than I am sure he even intended them too. I'd been caught up in my own anger over what he'd done to her, but I've never asked her if what I had planned was what she wanted. She decided to ruin his image through the media as her form of getting back to him, but is that enough for her.
I need to talk to her.
"Yeah, okay." I sighed, staring up at the brown beams on the ceiling of the abandoned warehouse.
He's not wrong.
"Let me know what she says."
The line went silent after that, letting me know he hung up. I felt a weight on my shoulders, feeling guilty that I had taken over her revenge in a way. I had forgotten this isn't
about me and what I believe he deserves. This is about Lisa, and what she wants to do. I want her to feel like she's gotten justice, and if that means just putting her dad behind bars without all this extra stuff, then that's what we' ll do.
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"I have something for you," I said, smiling at Lisa widely.
I have been wanting to give her the Triumph for a while now, but hadn't felt the moment was right yet. With everything that's going on, I feel like a happy gift would be good for her right now. Something to keep her spirits up.
"Oh, do you?" She arched a brow in suspicion, making me smirk. She knows me well. "Do you want it or not?"
"Hmm, I'll have to think about it," she said, tapping her chin playfully. She had an amused spark in her eyes as she fought off her playful smirk.
"That's okay, I'll just give it to someone else then. It's too bad, you would have really liked it."
I turned, pretending to walk out of the kitchen Lisa had been eating in. She should be calling me back any minute. I took a step, then another, then another, but nothing. Why isn't she saying 'wait, I want it'? I couldn't help myself. I turned curiously to see her directly behind me with a big smile and absolutely no clothes.
"What's this?"
"Give me my gift, and I'll give you a gift back."
This woman.
"Deal."
She held her hands out before her, pressing her supple breasts together in the process.
Fuck if this woman doesn't turn one so much.
"Here you go," I said, handing her a set of keys. She cocked her head to the side curiously before she recognized them.
"Are you serious?!" she yelled with excitement, jumping for a second. I loved watching her breasts bounce as she did. She was turning me on without even having to touch me.
"I'm very serious, Lisa. It's yours. Honestly, it's been yours for a while."
"Thank you." She smiled up at me so happily it reminded me of the pure hearted smiles children have.
"My turn. What's my gift, Lisa?"
She took a step closer to me with a smile that told me she was up to no good.
"You can do whatever you like to my body, Davis. I trust you completely. Love me, fuck me, mark me, whatever you want." Her voice was seductive as hell as she gave me permission to take her body however I wanted.
"Anything I like?"
"I trust you, Davis. Anything you like, my Viking."
I grabbed a fistful of her hair, its silky strands slipping through my fingers as I tugged on it lightly so that she had to look up at me. Her eyes were hungry, but they held an intensity that went beyond mere physical attraction. It was a profound love, one that burned in my eyes for her, too. Our lips met with a fervor, igniting a flame of desire within us. It burned so hot and so intense that we couldn't break apart, even to catch our breath.
I let my hand trail the length of her body from the end of her ass to the tip of her shoulder. Her skin felt invitingly soft and smooth, radiating warmth. She quivered as I continued to caress her softly, her goosebumps rising beneath my fingertips. I still fisted my other hand in her hair, using it to control her head more. I pulled her closer, my tongue gently tangling with hers as I tasted the sweetness of the cantaloupe she'd just eaten.
I want her. I've always wanted her. She's like a high I can't get enough of. There's no getting away from the all-consuming love I have for her. No longer interested in teasing her, I let go of her hair, and picked her up by her ass. She happily wrapped her legs around my torso as I laid her on my small kitchen table. The one I used to eat breakfast by myself. Now I'll eat Lisa instead. I pulled the chair out, sitting before her. My hands parted her legs, showing me her glistening center. My tongue licked my lips, ready to devour her.
I dug in, licking the entirety of her slit. I sucked at her clit, making her gasp. She began to play with her breasts as I continued to lick and suck at her. I inserted a finger, circling it around inside her. She moaned stronger, pinching at her breasts as her hips swayed.
She's perfect.
Bringing her pleasure brought me pleasure, turning me on further. My dick throbbed in my pants wanting to take her. Since I get to do what I want, I'll do just that. I gave her one last
lick before I stood from my chair. I unzipped my pants and pull them down to my knees, pressing the head of my dick to her entrance. She locked eyes with me for a moment, telling everything she wasn't saying.
Fuck me good.