With a deep sigh, I hold his eye contact for a moment before I shrug my shoulders and nudge him back with my fingertips so I can slide off the edge of the counter. “Fine. Vibrator it is.” I stand on my tiptoes and whisper next to his ear. “But I’ll think of you.” I plant a small kiss on the undersideof his jaw before I walk away.
His strong arm circles my waist and pulls my back to his front, trapping me to him. “You want to come, baby?” His breath is hot across my cheek, his beard scratches my ear.
“Yes,” I whisper.
Pressing his lips against the skin under my ear as his hand slides down my stomach, goosebumps erupt all over my body.
Huh, he’s a lefty.
His fingers push under the edge of my bikini. “You look so fucking hot in this.” He growls in my ear as his finger slides into my slit, teasing my clit. “So goddamn beautiful.”
“Oh, fuck.” I breathe and cup my hand behind his neck so I don’t fall. His arm around my waist gets tighter. It’s not going to take me long to come at all.
“So fucking wet.” He growls, “If I had time, I would fuck you until you can’t stand.”
Holy shit!
Kissing his way down my neck to my shoulder, whiskers tickle my skin as his fingers expertly play with my clit.
My entire body is tingling. But when he slips two fingers inside me, I nearly come. “Yes, oh, fuck. Yes,” I moan.
His giant, hard cock is pressed against my back as his fingers leisurely pump into me, the heel of his palm pressing against my happy little button.
“Fuck, I can feel you squeezing my fingers. Come for me, babydoll.” He curls his fingers up inside of me, pressing over my g-spot and sucks the skin on my neck between his lips, nipping it between his teeth.
The pressure in my core implodes and then travels over my body as I lose the ability to stand on my own. “Yes, yes, yes.” I moan.
He doesn’t stop moving his fingers in me until the pulsingaround them stops. “I’ll be coming in this pussy.” He growls in my ear.
Pulling his hand from my bikini, his voice is husky. “I’ll also be eating it.” He sucks his fingers into his mouth, then pulls them out and moves his hand in front of my mouth. “Open.”
Opening my mouth at his command, his fingers push onto my tongue, my lips closing around them.
Oh, God.
Slowly pulling his fingers from my mouth, he turns me around and cups my head again, kissing me long and hard. “Lock the door and set the alarm. I’m sending Swan back over.”
I look up at him through a euphoric haze. “Mm-hm.” I nod my head and sigh.
“Say it.” He orders.
Gripping his wrists, I look up at him through my eyelashes. “Yes, bossy, I will lock the door and set the alarm.”
His eyes move between mine as he stands there. “Fuck, you’re hard to leave.” He kisses me again and then walks away.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
RHYS
SANDERS ISstanding in the hallway when the staff elevator doors open. He’s mid-pace with his hands on his hips when he swings around to face me.
“How is he?” I ask and fall in step with him as we walk the maze-like hallways of the hospital.
“It’s not good.”
Conway is one of our guys who has been undercover for almost a year. He missed his check-in last week, and we’ve been trying to find him.
He and I went through academy training at Quantico together six years ago, and we both ended up in Oklahoma at different times, me because I wanted to be close to my parents and him because of dumb luck. He was with me when my mom passed away and helped me get through it with my dad.
