17| Returning
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The flight was long and Bianca had nothing but her thoughts. Her visit with her mother had not been what she had expected. Her own behavior surprised her the most.
She couldn't believe how her entire world had been flipped upside down in such a short time. She had lived like an orphan since her father died but she wasn't and the idea of having a relationship with her mother interested her more than it had only a few weeks ago.
She closed her eyes. She wanted Beau. Taking a breath in, she pulled her phone out.
Bianca: You ready? She wrote.
Beau: Yes.
She smiled at the speed of his response.
Bianca: I won't be joining you, but this is just a taste of what I'm going to do when I get back to you.
Beau: How long?
Bianca: Ten hours, give or take. Now here it is.
Bianca: I will take you completely tonight. First I'm going to tie your hands and then cut your clothes off you. I will trail my mouth from yours down your body. I will draw my tongue all around the way around but not touch your beautiful c**k. I will watch as you squirm. You will beg me to give you relief. And when you think you can't bear it any longer, I will take you inside me, and you will feel how wet and ready I am for you. You will scream my name while I f**k you. And when you are at your peak I will claim you as mine.
She sat there while the ellipsis cycled. He had read it. She bit her lip.
Beau: Holy f**k, he wrote back, I'll be a minute.
She wasn't sure how long he would take so she just leant back and closed her eyes again, imagining him pleasuring himself. She wished she'd got that bigger plane with a bedroom in it- it had just seemed so unnecessary at the time. She'd like to fly him around the world now that she thought about it.
Her phone buzzed.
Beau: I need to cancel all my plans today and buy a new bed for this.
She grinned around her bit lip.
Bianca: Don't bother. I'm taking you somewhere else tonight. Pack a bag.
Beau: I finish work at the library at 8.
Bianca: I'll pick you up from there.
~*~
Beau was trying to psych himself up. He wasn't looking forward to seeing Jennifer.
She wasn't working when he started, which meant she was going to be closing with him. Damn it. So he'd be rubbing Bianca in her face again when she came to pick him up.
Jennifer surprised him by walking straight up to him. "I'd like to have a word."
He followed her to the back office.
She shut the door and faced him. "That was really, really shitty."
He could only nod. "You're right. I'm so sorry. I promise it wasn't deliberate- Bianca and I- I didn’t think I’d see her again, but we found each other and…”
Jennifer still looked cross with her arms folded against her chest. "She's ruined panties, girl?"
Beau pressed his lips together. Jennifer's gaze dared him to laugh. "Yeah… I shouldn't have gone on a date with you when I was so hung up on her."
Jennifer's angry face softened. "I guess we never got that chance then."
"I guess not."
Jennifer just nodded and left the room. Beau let out a breath.
~*~
Bianca: Just landed. Depending on traffic I will be there shortly after 8.
Bianca wrote the message as she was taking the steps down to the tarmac. She felt giddy- the excitement of seeing her mate again bubbling away in her chest.
She had just hit send and reached the ground when she felt something was off. She looked towards the setting sun, a creeping feeling of apprehension falling over her as she heard the noise behind her. s**t. And then everything went dark.
~*~
Beau was nervously pacing. He had been waiting for an hour and Bianca hadn’t shown. His hands were shaking. Traffic wasn’t that bad plus he had messaged and tried to call her multiple times and there had been no response. He didn’t know what to do.
He fleetingly thought what if that Cordon guy was involved. From his social media he was in London. He was uber rich though. He could do anything without ever lifting a finger himself. She hadn’t seemed scared of him, but she had been pretty stern with asking Beau to not go near him again.
Beau waited another half an hour before he started to call around to hospitals. Was he being paranoid? Yes. But she had messaged him she was on her way and now she was MIA.
“f**k!” He exclaimed when the calls came up with nothing. He called Toby just so it felt like he was doing something.
“Hey man.” Toby yawned. “What’s up?”
“Uh… I don’t know what to do. She hasn’t showed up and isn’t answering her phone. I’m worried something happened.”
“Whoa. Slow down.” He sounded awake now.
“Bianca messaged me when she was on her way but she didn’t arrive.”
“How late.”
"Uh,” I shook my head to clear my panic, “going on two hours now.”
“Hmmm. Okay. I don’t know dude.”
Beau closed his eyes. He hadn’t really thought Toby would have any answers; he just needed to talk to someone.
“Why don’t you come home and we’ll work something out from here.”
Beau nodded. He messaged her after hanging up. I’m going to wait at home. Message me the second you can. I’m worried.
~*~
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