Dreams of Dani Read Free Page B

fantastic; I almost don’t want to let you go.”
    She reached over and bit his nipple hard enough to draw blood.
    “Hey!” he shoved her lightly. “I said almost! I promised to help you, remember?”
    She looked into his eyes and he could see how miserable she was. “I promised you, Dani, and I always keep my promises.” He leaned down and kissed the top of her head again.
    Dani straddled him and began stroking his cock with both hands.
    “I don’t think so, baby,” he murmured languidly. “You’re as hot as hell, but after what you just did, there’s no way…” he stopped. His cock was rock hard and she was sliding her pussy onto it. “Oh Christ,” he muttered. He didn’t know he had it in him, but the next thing he knew, he was gyrating his hips as Dani pummeled herself on his rod over and over again.
    “Oh yeah, fuck me , baby…ride me hard…” He leaned up to catch one bobbing nipple between his teeth, and groaned as Dani knifed her sharp fingernails into his shoulders. “Yeah, that’s it…”
    Nick was on the verge of climax when he heard a woman’s voice say, “Not again.”
    His eyes darted open and he saw through Dani— literally right through Dani —Sela Cooper with a gun pointed directly at him.
    “I won’t let you do this again!”
    “Sela!” Nick was suddenly alone on the bed, his pulsing cock pointing north proudly for everyone to see.
    “Where is she?” Sela spun around, confused.
    He jumped out of bed and tugged a pair of jeans up and over him. “How did you get in here?” Nick asked, confused. “And why in the hell do you have a gun?”
    “I’m a realtor, remember?” she looked at him. “But I’ve always had a key.”
    “What are you talking about?” Nick was still confused, but the glazed look in Sela’s eyes concerned him more at this point. “What’s wrong with you?”
    “Where is she?” Sela took a step toward Nick, waving the gun.
    “Who?” he hedged.
    “I saw her!” Sela snapped angrily. “For the second time, I walked into this bedroom and saw her screwing my man. I thought I took care of her the first time.” She looked around and yelled, “But some people refuse to die!”
    “Your man?” Nick backed up to the closet. “Ross Lenhart…”
    “Was my husband. That little tramp seduced him—brainwashed him! I didn’t want to kill him, but he said he was leaving me for that whore! I couldn’t let him do it.”
    It all clicked into place for Nick. “So you followed him here and caught them in bed. You shot him and then made it look like she shot herself, but really, you killed Dani.”
    Sela sneered. “She was a whore! She deserved to die for what she did.” She looked around. “I had no idea she was still here. When you told me about her today, and how much you wanted to help her , I knew I had to come back and finish the job. I’ll help the little bitch cross over—straight to hell!”
    Nick saw the gun fly out of Sela’s hands and land in his. He had never used a gun in his life, and had no intention of using this one. But he didn’t have control of his actions. He felt a cold rush of air as he raised the pistol, aimed, and shot Sela twice in the heart. He dropped the gun to the floor and turned away, throwing up in the trash can by his bed.
    He heaved and sobbed for what felt like hours, but was actually about ten minutes. When he was finally able to stand, Nick felt strangely calm and clearheaded. He reached for the phone and dialed 911. “I need the police and an ambulance,” he told the dispatcher. “I’ve just shot an intruder in my home.”
     
    * * * *
     
    The policewoman who interrogated Nick was gentle and spoke soothingly to him. She allowed him to put on a shirt and they sat in the living room and talked while the other officers worked in the bedroom, and the coroner removed Sela’s body. Nick gave Officer Ana Maria Rodriguez a fairly complete statement, including what he had learned about Sela’s involvement with