Nash slid out and rolled Fairchild onto her back, spreading her legs so his teammates could get a good look at what he had done inside her. And they weren’t the only ones looking. Overhead, cameras whirred and zoomed to get a better view of the aftermath.
“Now that,” Reece said with a smile, “is one luscious cream pie.”
He started to loosen his tie.
“If you’re not too exhausted,” he said, fixing his gaze on Fairchild’s face, “I think I’ll add to it.”
She stared up at him for a moment, her mind whirling with a million conflicting thoughts. She wanted desperately to ask where he’d been, but she knew she mustn’t do that. Not now, with all these cameras pointed at her. It wouldn’t be in character. It wouldn’t be in character at all.
Then, an idea struck her.
Fairchild sat up on the bed and hooked her fingers over the top of Reece’s pants. She tilted her head back and gazed up at him, catching her bottom lip with her teeth.
“No,” she said. “Let mesuckit.”
CHAPTER 16
Reece’s dick surged at Fairchild’s request. It wasn’t what she had said so much as thewayshe had said it. The way her voice was dripping with need. The way she was staring up at him from the bed, eyes wide and hungry. And one more thing, which Reece couldn’t quite put his finger on at first…
Then it hit him, like a bolt from the blue.
She was jealous.
That was the real reason she wanted his dick in her mouth. She wanted to taste him, to see if he’d been screwing around.
Reece couldn’t say exactly how he knew this, he just did, the same way he knew what Dutton or Nash was thinking almost as soon as they knew it themselves. It was a thing that happened with Mercs, an almost supernatural intuition forged in blood and fire. Although Fairchild had only been his teammate for a little over a week now, he’d already forged a similar bond with her. He could read her like a book. A beautiful, sexy, wide-open book.
Apparently that feeling wasn’t entirely mutual, however. If it were, Fairchild would already know she hadnothingto be jealous about.
After splitting off from the others, Reece had tailed the armed men across the resort grounds, always maintaining just enough distance to keep from being noticed. Along the way, a few random women had eye-fucked him, but that was all. Reece had returned a flirtatious smile, just to keep up appearances, but he’d had a job to do, and even if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have beentempted. He already had the perfect woman waiting for him back at the suite.
As it turned out, Reece’s instincts had been right. The armed men he’d been following were indeed working for Victor Slayn. He had tailed them to a restaurant called Indulgence, and even from a distance, he’d been able to overhear their conversation with the scantily-clad hostess. Their boss would be dining there later that night, and they needed to perform a security sweep of the entire place. The hostess had offered no objections. Clearly, Slayn was a known entity here on Calyxia.
Reece would have liked to tell Fairchild all of that right now, but he couldn’t. Not with a dozen cameras pointed right at them. While Reece was away, Dutton had performed a scan of the entire suite. There were no hidden cameras or bugs of any kind, only the ones that were clearly visible around the bed, and a few more positioned throughout the suite. According to Dutton, those cameras were also equipped with mics that would pick up their voices when they spoke at a normal volume. They could whisper, but they would have to do so in a way that would not arouse suspicion.
That meant Reece couldn’t explain everything to Fairchild right now, and he definitely couldn’t say anything to allay her jealous feelings.
He would have to let his dick do the talking.
He would have to let her taste him.
“My, my,” Reece said, brushing his fingers through Fairchild’s hair. “Aren’t we a needy little thing? But you know I could never refuse those eyes, or those lips. If it’s a mouthful of cock you want, then that’s exactly what you’re going to get…”
He unzipped his fly and whipped it out. The shaft was hard and heavy in his hand. It had been that way from the moment he’d stepped into the suite and seen Nash pounding Fairchild on the bed.
She lowered her gaze and stared at it, her eyes crossing as they focused on the tip. She nibbled her bottom lip, hesitating as if she feared what she might taste.
“Well?” Reece said softly. “What are you waiting for, sweetheart? You said you wanted to suck it.”
Fairchild glanced up at his face, then back down at his hard cock. She leaned forward, parting her lips slightly, letting them slide around the head. A second later, Reece felt her tongue tickling at that sensitive little V on the underside of his shaft.
Her eyes widened. She looked up at him, and a smile curved the edges of her circled lips. She could taste that his dick hadn’t been anywhere it wasn’t supposed to be, and she was glad.
“You like that?” Reece purred softly. “Does that taste good?”
“Mm-hm,” Fairchild moaned.
She popped her lips away from his head and started to lick him, running her tongue all over his aching shaft. She kept looking up at him while she did it, drinking in the expression of uncontrollable pleasure that was no doubt flickering across his face.
