Nic stilled completely, and when he spoke, Cam could barely hear him.“The worst mess I ever made.”
The agent part of Cam’s brain went into overdrive, wanting to know more, to know everything, but with Nic stretched out under him, just as they were getting this thing between them going, just as it could possibly end tomorrow, now wasn’t the time.
He ran his hands the rest of the way up Nic’s back again, then out over his arms, blanketing him and nestling his aching cock between those firm, round ass cheeks that had tempted him for months.He dropped a kiss on Nic’s shoulder.“I knew there was a body under that suit but this...”He traced his tongue along the branch that disappeared over Nic’s shoulder.“This, Dominic, fuck.”He thrust against Nic’s backside.“Can you feel what it does to me?”
Nic reared up to his elbows, tried to reach a hand down and around his cock, but Cam caught his wrist, pinning it to the desk and keeping him spread.“Nuh uh-uh.”
Countering, Nic pushed his ass back against Cam.“Don’t forget, Boston.I argue for a fucking living.”
“You want to talk fucking?”Cam sucked three fingers into his mouth, wetting them good, then backed off enough to tease Nic’s rim.“Try that power bottom shit all you want, but I will win this argument, Counselor.”
Groaning, Nic squirmed and chased after the touch.“Jesus Christ, need you to fuck me.Now.”
Cam pushed a finger past Nic’s rim, eliciting a strangled moan.“What was that?”
“With your dick, for fuck’s sake.”
“I don’t know.”He inserted a second finger, spreading Nic open.“I’m enjoying myself here.”And a third, pumping.
Nic rode back on his fingers, panting.“Not the time to argue.”
Leaning over him, Cam nipped the back of his neck.“Thought you said you could play this game.”
“Prosecution rests.”His braced arm gave out and he sank, lying flat out on the desk again.“Please, Boston...”
Cam couldn’t get the condom on and his dick lubed up fast enough.“I got you, baby,” he whispered as he lined up and slowly pushed in.Groaning, he filled up every inch, and once fully seated, bowed over Nic’s back and rested his forehead against his shoulder.“Fuck, you feel good.”
Did this feel better than any other time he’d been with someone, or had it just been too long?Everything fit and moved just right, his cock inside Nic’s tight, hot ass, his body stretched over that amazing body, their breaths heaving and hips rocking as one, neither of them having to think about it.Just doing it.Presenting the argument together like they had been the entire time on this case.
Nic pushed up to his elbows, bringing their bodies closer, and Cam kicked his legs farther apart, changing the angle, the both of them strangling their screams as Cam slid in deeper, pounding Nic’s prostate.Nic forced them another degree upright, enough for Cam to get one hand around his chest and the other around his dick, jerking him off in time with the thrusts of their hips and the thrust of their tongues, mouths meeting over Nic’s shoulder.
Cam barely won the argument, Nic crying out as he came first, coating Cam’s hand.The warmth of his release, combined with the tight clamp on Cam’s cock, gave Nic the final word.Cam followed him over the edge, falling further than he thought possible.
Case closed, sentenced to life.
Seventeen
Cam did a double take as Abby punched the elevator button for the fortieth floor.“Aren’t we on forty-five?”He’d only been to Becca’s base of operations once, but he distinctly remembered being forty-five floors up.
“Becca’s text said Unit 4042.That’s floor forty.”
It was the right move.Change locations after another near bust but stay close to their target.There were fifty-plus other floors in this building to choose from.Becca’s crew wasn’t one of the best for no reason.Granted, things had gone sideways on this particular job, but Cam attributed that to his agency’s interference and Kristic.Man clearly had trust issues.
Abby clicking her rings dragged Cam out of his thoughts.She stood in the far corner, jittery and nervous.“Hey,” Cam said, sliding along the rail over next to her.“I can push the red button right now, call security, and have them turn this cab around.I’ll tell Becca I lost you last night and I sent that text from your phone.You don’t have to do this.”
He’d laid out the game plan to Abby this morning, carefully stepping around his rogue contingency and his suspicion about Kristic.He needed both to register as real surprise with Abby if he had to use them.He’d given her the option to bail, multiple times, but she wanted to see this through.He wasn’t surprised she hesitated now.Most sane people would.
“I do,” she said quietly.“A woman died.”
Cam laid a hand over hers, stopping their restless motion.“You tried to stop that.You went to Nic.”
She sucked in a deep breath, then lifted her chin, meeting his gaze.“I don’t want anyone else to die.That’s why I have to do this.”
Under different circumstances, if Abby weren’t a source, if she weren’t the kidnap victim he was sent to rescue, and if Cam had never met Dominic Price, he’d probably try to charm a date out of her.He liked Abby.She had spunk, a good heart, and no denying she was beautiful.Even more so as she straightened her spine, let loose her hair, and fluffed out her curls.
Game face on, she gave him a nod as the elevator doors opened.“After you.”He followed her out, she hooked her elbow around his, and they walked arm-and-arm to Unit 4042.Abby knocked on the door, a pattern of short and long raps to announce her arrival.The peephole darkened, someone peering through it, then after several clicks of a lock, Russ opened the door.
The bruiser stopped them in the shadowed foyer for pat downs, checking for any weapons or wires.
