“Do you want to fuck?”
“Yeah,” she smiled. “I mean, I’ve done it before, so I’m not a virgin if you’re worried about that.”
“I’m not worried about that,” he grinned. He turned on some music, watching as the girls started to dance together, rubbing their bodies against each other. This was going to be fun.
As they undressed, they revealed their young flesh, firm and ready for him. He removed his shirt, and the girls looked at him, licking their lips. He wasn’t ripped, but he was strong and wide. If he didn’t drink so much, he’d have a flat stomach. Instead, he had a small belly, but they didn’t seem to mind when they saw his cock.
“You like that?” he smiled at them.
“I like it,” blushed Tara.
“Come here,” he said, gripping her arm and pulling her toward him. He lay back against the bed and pulled her on top of him. She didn’t hesitate. No, she wasn’t a virgin. In fact, if he had to guess, this little thing had been having sex for a while. She wasn’t a professional. She wasn’t elegant, but she bounced up and down like he was a pogo stick.
Looking over her shoulder, he noticed that April was leaning back in the chair, her eyes closed.
“Your friend is asleep,” he grinned, squeezing her breasts.
“Don’t worry about her. She’ll wake up in a minute,” she said breathlessly.
Archie took it as a sign for him. He flipped her body over, spreading her legs from behind.
“Hey!” she squealed. He gripped the pillow in his hand and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“Don’t worry, sweetie, this will only hurt for a minute.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
“Shit, what now,” said Sgt. Brandt. His eyes caught sight of several figures walking toward him, and he sucked in a deep breath.
“Wh-what are they?” whispered the young girl. It looked like the apocalypse walking toward them, and, for all intent and purpose, it was.
“A pain in my ass,” frowned Brandt. “Hello, boys. What are you doing out so late? Don’t you turn into pumpkins or something after midnight?”
“Brandt, you were always an asshole,” said Carl. “The department knew to contact us if anything was reported on this man. You’ve wasted more than an hour while this guy was with two young women.”
“They’re my friends,” said the girl.
“My name is Jonas. What’s your name?” asked the handsome man.
“Carol. My friends Tara and April went with that man. He said he was taking them to his suite in a hotel nearby. Please, please help me. This man didn’t believe me,” she said. Carl started to move toward Brandt, and he was smart enough to back up.
“She’s a kid! How did I know it was for real?”
“You treat every fucking report as real and credible,” said Carl through clenched teeth. Carol stared at the men, wondering why they were brave enough to argue with a police officer.
“Carol, did you see what direction they walked?” asked Jonas.
“That way,” she said. “I told him that.”
Carl looked down the street, Dan, Mike, and Rett following his gaze.
“The Royal Sonesta,” said Matt. “It’s the best one in the area. That’s where he is.”
“We’ve already checked,” said Brandt. “There’s no one there with that name. We do know what we’re doing.”
“Do you? He wouldn’t check in under his real name or even the known alias we have. He’s smarter than you think and obviously smarter than you,” said Carl.
“Jonas? Jonas, is he here?” asked Khloe, walking towards them.
