Triple Diamonds (Mystic Nights Book 2) (9 page)

Jewel once again did as she was told. She was enjoying the way he commanded her to do things, taking the lead. No one had done that with her before. And this man new what he was doing.

He began to move again, and she began to glide along his shaft. Meeting him thrust for thrust. “Reach down with one hand. Play with yourself. Don’t worry, I got you,” he told her as his hands clenched her hips harder to support her. His fingers were painful, but it felt good too. He owned her. And she liked that feeling. His possession.

With one finger she parted her folds, until she felt her engorged clit. She circled it softly wanting it too last. She felt so full of cock. And she knew she was lost again. Joseph pumped inside of her, back and forth, as she rocked against him, her breasts slapping against her rib cage. And she could see him watching through squinted eyes in the mirror beside them. But they were open too.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come. Are you close?” he asked. At her nod, he picked up the pace.

She watched the muscles of his arms ripple in the mirror as he held her weight easily. She saw the cords in his neck tighten. She felt her orgasm building, and rubbed furiously at herself to time her release with his.

“Grr,” he groaned. His passionate moan helped her to go over the edge with him and she began to feel the coils of pleasure licking away at her. The spasms in her cunt spiraled out, and the walls of her pussy clenched so hard, she squeezed him out, but he forced his way back in, and then stilled as he shot his load into her tight sheath.

The sight of this man, fucking her from behind, made her orgasm go on and on even though she had stopped fingering her clit after the first wave hit her. She felt liquid seep out of her, around his cock, as he grew softer. It had been like a rod of steel had been plunging deeply inside of her with those first few strokes. And he hadn’t ripped her apart. They had fit. Remarkably.

It had been incredible. Mind blowing. Joseph thought to himself. Normally, he would have asked the girl to leave then. Given her a kiss as he handed her dress to her. But instead, he rolled her over and crawled onto the bed beside her.

He pulled her into him. He stroked her arm and listened to her erratic breathing. “Give me a minute, baby. I want to do that again.” And he did.

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W
hen Joseph woke
up the next morning, he rolled over reaching out for the warm body that lie beside him. Jewel had pleased him very much last night. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d enjoyed himself so much with one partner.

But to his dismay, he found the other side of the bed empty. He opened one eye and glanced across the expanse of the room. Nothing. He listened. No sound from the shower either. Looking over the side of the bed, he found her clothes missing. She was gone.
How had that happened?
He hadn’t felt the bed shift, or heard her dress and leave and he was usually such a light sleeper.
Well, didn’t that beat all hell?
A girl leaving his bed without him having to initiate it. It was definitely a first for him.

He’d never had a woman give him the slip before. That was usually because he’d ushered them out the night before with cab fare. He wasn’t a complete ass when it came to those types of things. And they also knew before coming up that it was just for the one night. He hadn’t been involved in a long term relationship since his college days. Still baffled by the turn of events, he lie still for a moment contemplating his own reaction in finding the girl gone. He was disappointed.
But why?
That was the question.

He took a breath and turned towards the window. It was full bright out. Normally, he rose earlier and got a jump start on the day. He enjoyed a run, or the gym first thing in the morning, but he had quite the work out last night. It was rare to find him still in bed even at this early hour. He checked the bedside clock. It was nearly eight in the morning. He had definitely slept in.

Enjoying the sun streaming in through the windows for a moment longer, he contemplated what to do. It was still early and it looked like a beautiful day. So instead of the gym for his cardio and workout regimen, he decided to run. It was still cool in the morning, a nice chill was in the air, and soon that would depart as spring was just around the corner. Running would help clear his head, and put Miss Diamante’s disappearance into perspective.

Getting up completely naked, he crossed the room and walked into his bathroom. It was a decent size for this suite, but nothing like the one he had at home. He’d purchased a home last year, next door to his brother’s house. As soon as his brother told him the property adjacent to his was on the market, he knew he wanted it. It sat along the Mystic River, in a great location with a beautiful view. Unfortunately, he didn’t get to spend a lot of time there. But it was his retreat when he got to leave the hotel and wasn’t working or volunteering on the reservation. And it looked like his free time was going to become even more stretched thin, now that he was throwing his hat in the ring for the empty tribal council position which he needed to do today.

He made the shower a quick one. Wrapping a towel low on his hips after quickly drying off, he went into his room and opened the chest of drawers. Finding what he was looking for, he let the towel drop and donned a pair of running pants and a long sleeved t-shirt. From the small refrigerator in the kitchen nook area, he grabbed a bottle of water, and hit the hall, doing his stretches in the elevator. He hated wasting time. He waved to a few early birds in the lobby, and then once outside began to run. Slow at first until his muscles warmed up. It was a glorious day in Lantern Hill. Spring had most assuredly sprung.

He went round to the back of the hotel and took the paths for runners like him that enjoyed a run along the Mystic River.

If he had the time, he’d run home. The path they had built went close to his home. A five mile stretch in both directions. Even though the five wouldn’t take him long, he wanted to do some weights today and his car was still at the hotel. And, he would like to hit the gym at the hotel before it was packed with patrons.

He did about three miles and turned around. He felt the perspiration running down his back, and lifted the edge of the front of his shirt to wipe his brow while he thought about Jewel Diamante. What a name? Her parents, must have had fun picking that one out. She was damned difficult not to think about. Again, memories of last night flooded his brain. She had been something, willing, and pleasing all at the same time.
Incredible.

She was younger than him, that he knew. Native. They had not been in school together, but he imagined she must have been teased over her name. But he liked it. It suited her. She was a Jewel. A princess. A diamond. All woman. And she was also the kind of woman he’d always imagined himself settling down with, well, back when he’d wanted to settle down. But Tara had ruined that for him. It had been about trust, and faith. He didn’t trust her, and had lost his faith in women.

He briefly thought of her. He didn’t like to. But, in the early stages of their relationship, he’d thought she was the one. She wasn’t. Tara George had also been from Lantern Hill, and they had gone off to college together. They were going to get their education and then come home and start a life together, do good things back home. Stupid. Young. He’d found her blowing his roommate in the dorm in their second year of university. She was drunk. And high. He hadn’t even known she had become addicted to prescription pills while studying to be a nurse.

Immediately, he’d ended it. Humiliated, too. He’d moved off campus then, and heard she’d left school the following year. She’d married someone she had met and now lived somewhere in Oklahoma. Unfortunately, Lantern Hill was not large and people liked to keep giving him the scoop on her. Apparently she had three kids, and still drank like a fish. She was also divorced. But she stayed in Oklahoma. He’d never thought of getting back together with her. It was about trust and faith. And she’d destroyed that.

But that was another time, and another place. He’d loved her, but he’d gotten over her pretty quickly, too.

Now there was Jewel. He almost wished he’d met her first. But he wasn’t ready to settle down. Even then. That he could admit to himself. He enjoyed college after Tara left. Had partied, sometimes too hard. Hell, he still liked to have a good time on occasion. Plus, he had other dreams to pursue, and although he’d found Jewel strangely attractive, almost overpoweringly so, with what was going on with the rest of his life, he was better off that she had escaped him. Now, he didn’t have to worry about that awkward parting that was bound to come.

Finally back at the casino, he went in the rear entrance. The fully equipped gym faced the tail end of the casino offering great vistas of the river, and
The
Mohegan Sun
which sat across from them.

The girl at the desk handed him a bottle of water as was his custom, and he drained it. Heading directly to the free weights, he adjusted what he wanted on the bars, secured the weights, and began to lift. He was doing upper body today. Tomorrow he would do lower.

He was just about to finish his last set when he saw his mother by the entrance. She was scanning the interior, and when her eyes landed on him, she made her way over walking quickly in her heels and power suit. She and Jonathan alternated Saturdays at the casino. This was her weekend. As she moved across the floor, her braid over one shoulder, she gave him a smile in greeting.

Joseph set down the barbell and mopped his brow with the cloth he carried. The closer she got, he saw her smile wasn’t reaching her eyes. Something was up. She didn’t look right. She looked angry. “What’s up?” he asked, giving her his full attention as she came to a stop directly in front of him.

She let out a frustrated sigh before she began. “Two more robberies last night. This is getting ridiculous. Actually, they may have happened early this morning. We don’t know as we don’t have cameras in that corridor yet. The two couples were at
Light it Up
last night until closing, and then went to a late breakfast at the buffet with their friends. They came back to their rooms around five AM and found both of their safes cleaned out.”

“Shit,” he murmured under his breath. This was not good. He picked up his rag and wiped the sweat from his brow again. “I talked to Tom. We checked the records last night and found where we ordered the cameras. He was going to order the new ones before he left last night.”

“Well, can you call and put a rush on them. I want them here and installed by the end of the next week.”

“That’s going to be tough.” The company was in Michigan.

“Make it happen.”

“Okay, I’ll call them myself, and if they can’t do it, I can see if there are any local companies that can do it. It might cost more, but . . .”

She cut him off. “Whatever it takes. Listen, finish your work out. I’m headed upstairs. Call me with any news, or if there are any problems. I’d like an update.” And with that she turned on her heel and left.

Joseph could not blame her for her impatience. These thefts were getting out of hand. This made eight now. This wouldn’t look good for the casino if word got out, and definitely didn’t bode well for return guests.

Joseph cleaned off the equipment and weights he had been using and then headed back upstairs to dress and don one of his many suits. He’d talk to Tom, call the suppliers for the video surveillance equipment himself and then over lunch run to the tribal office to take care of his application. It was going to be a long day.

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B
y the time
he was able to take a quick lunch break it was nearly one o’clock. Thank goodness for power bars. He hated to do it, but he drove through a Wendy’s drive thru for lunch on his way to the tribal office. He bought two bottles of water and two grilled chicken sandwiches. He polished it all off by the time he reached the small band office on Pequot Road.

He pulled into the two story office building built just six years earlier, parked, and went straight inside. The double doors opened into an impressive reception area. Beyond that was the town’s grand hall, where gatherings and the Saturday council meetings were held. Upstairs consisted of eight offices, a small conference room, and storage spaces for building supplies and equipment.