It was one hell of a good suggestion, so I dropped back on my hands and knees and went to town on her pussy. I loved the way she tasted, the way she arched her back and bucked her hips, the mewling sounds she made when I drove her out of her mind. Most of all, I loved the bliss written all over her face as she came undone.
Kissing up her belly, careful to keep my weight off her ribs, I played with her tits while she recovered. Then I rolled on a condom and positioned myself at her entrance before driving home. Balls deep in Sasha I stilled and took a moment to look her over again.
“Now you belong in my bed.”
“Good, because I like it here.” Her incredible green eyes looked up at me with a level of understanding and respect I’d never known before.
“You’re fuckin’ beautiful, Sasha.”
Gaze locked on mine, she replied, “You are, too, D’Vonte.”
Hearing my birth name roll off her tongue ignited something fierce within me. I had to fuck her, to claim her, to make sure she knew she was mine. Keeping myself braced above her body, I dropped my gaze to where we were joined. The contrast of our skin tones was sexy as hell and it drove me as I pumped in and out of her sweet, tight cunt.
She threw her head back and her pussy squeezed around me as she came, milking me with each stroke. Finished and feeling wrung out and exhausted, I discarded the condom and collapsed on the bed beside her. She snuggled against my side.
Physical exhaustion had never knocked me out before, and it didn’t now. It didn’t matter, though, because I was perfectly content to lie there and hold her. Minutes ticked by as I thought about the road we’d taken that had led us to this moment and mentally went over the shit I’d have to do in the morning. I’d set two alarms, and I was thinking about setting a third one, just in case.
“Are you worried about tomorrow?” Sasha asked after a time. Her eyes fluttered open and she gazed up at me.
“No. I’m thinking about it, but I’m not worried. We have a solid plan of attack and I’m confident it’ll work.”
“Good.” Another minute or two ticked by as she continued to watch me. Something was on her mind, but I gave her time to work through it. Finally, she piped up. “Can I ask you a question?”
Her tone had changed, became more uncertain. “Yeah. Of course.”
“It’s none of my business, and you don’t have to answer.”
Now I was curious. “Spit it out, babe.”
“Where’s Hailey’s mom?”
The question took me off guard, and I had to think about how best to answer.
Obviously misreading my silence, she added, “You don’t have to tell me. It was just on my mind and—”
“I’m pretty sure she’s dead.”
That shut Sasha right up. She rolled onto her belly and propped her chin on her hands to look at me.
“Her name was Elaine, and she was my recruiter.”
“Your recruiter into the military?”
I shook my head. I’d never told anyone but Mama what I had done after the service, but apparently Sasha was getting all my secrets, because I wanted her to know the truth. “No. Into the CIA.”
Her eyes widened. “Wow. That explains… a lot actually. The CIA. That’s crazy.”
“Yeah. I was just a nerdy young introvert who was damn good at gathering intel when she took an interest in me.” Tall, leggy redhead with bedroom eyes and a hip sway that could knock a man right out of his mind, she knew what she was doing. I was young, dumb, and full of just enough cum to believe her interest in me was legitimate. Even after I signed up, she continued to play me, getting me to take the jobs nobody else would. I did a lot of shit to win Elaine’s favor, but I learned the hard way that I was just another job to her. “We had a fling and she transferred out of my department a few months before I left the CIA. Thought I’d never see her again, but two years ago, she showed up on my doorstep with Hailey.”
My mind drifted back to the desperation I’d seen in Elaine’s eyes.
“I know it’s a lot to take in, but this could be my big break, and I can’t pass it up. We’ve been after this terrorist group for months, and we finally have a lock on them. I won’t be gone long, three weeks at most. It’s just temporary. I’ll be back for her.”
A lot to take in? She was introducing me to a kid she claimed was mine, and she wouldn’t stop blabbing about the job. I didn’t give two shits about the CIA, I wanted to know what game Elaine was playing now.
“How do I know she’s even mine? You told me you were clean and on birth control, and after you disappeared, I found out you were fuckin’ half the department.” Elaine was everything that was wrong with the CIA—every dirty little secret and whispered sin of it. “It’s like you wanted to get pregnant and now you’re trying to rope me into this, too. Why?”
“I don’t have to explain myself to you.”
