“What are you doing?” Denver growls the moment the call disconnects.
“What I want to,” I reply simply, before continuing.
His grip in my hair is almost painful as he starts thrusting his hips, fucking my mouth, like he’s punishing me.
“You can’t walk in here looking like that in my shirt and start blowing me when I’m on the phone with your brother. What were you thinking?” he hisses.
I can’t reply because my throat is full of him, so I gaze up at him instead, batting my eyelashes as his cock thickens inside my mouth.
“You think you can look at me like that, Princess? And I won’t be angry with you?”
I bat my lashes some more.
“Fuck,” he groans, holding my eyes. “Fuck,” he grunts again, his hips speeding up and his fist clenching in my hair. “Fuuuuckkk….”
Hot cum fills my mouth as his cock explodes over my tongue. I whimper and do my best to swallow it, but there’s so much, and it keeps coming. Some spills out of the side of my mouth, running down my chin.
“Jesus, Sinclair,” Denver growls, watching as I swallow another mouthful and more escapes the corners of my mouth.
I moan, sucking harder, loving the way his lower abs shudder as the final drops fire over my tongue. I lick them up, gulping them down with a happy sigh as I slide his cock from my mouth.
For a moment, we just look at each other. Then Denver’s eyes narrow as he reaches forward and uses his thumb to swipe up his cum from my chin.
“These lips,” he says, pushing his thumb up to them and smearing his cum over them. “I shouldn’t know how they feel sucking me off, Sinclair. I shouldn’t know what they taste like.”
He reaches down and hauls me up into his arms, pulling me into his lap.
“I shouldn’t fucking know,” he repeats before kissing me deeply, sliding his tongue over mine and tasting himself inside my mouth. He pulls back with a throaty groan and sucks and kisses his way up my neck and over my chin, collecting the evidence of himself on his tongue before pressing it back past my lips in another searing kiss.
“But you do,” I muse as I kiss him back. “And you’re going to have to get used to it, because I like the way you taste when you come.”
He grunts, deepening our kiss as I use his own words back at him. We kiss until I break free.
“I thought you were in the SEALs,” I say, glancing at the photograph I was looking at earlier. It’s the only one in the room.
Denver shakes his head as he presses soft kisses to my neck, breathing me in at the same time.
“I wasn’t.”
“How did I not know that?” I ask, still studying the photos. I don’t know much about the military. But I know enough to see that the green he’s wearing with the other men in the photographs isn’t a SEAL uniform.
“You never asked,” he says against my neck, still kissing me.
Guilt swirls in my gut. This is a huge part of his life, long before he came to work for my family. And I know nothing about it. I always knew he’d done something in the military, but I never bothered to ask because I told myself I didn’t care. I didn’t see the point in getting to know the man who barely looked at or spoke to me unless his job required it. I was too caught up in my own life, too focused on launching my modeling career.
But look where that’s gotten me. I didn’t even see my mother’s affair coming because I was so damn self-absorbed. Then I lost her and my brother before I could ask her why she did it. Ask her if she loved Neil more than she loved my father. If she was going to leave us all for him.
I push Denver back until he meets my eyes. “I’m asking now. Tell me.Please,” I add when his lips press together.
“Not much to tell.”
A vein in his temple is pulsing and I swear if I hooked him up to a lie detector now, the needle on it would be going haywire.
I look back into his eyes, a spark of hope glimmering in my chest as he lets out a long sigh and starts stroking my thigh absentmindedly with one hand.
“I was part of Delta Force. It’s a special missions unit of the armed forces.”
“Oh,” I breathe. “Sounds serious.”
