My lips curve. “I think it would only be considered unethical if we took advantage of the asset’s vulnerability.”
She snorts. “Good luck taking advantage of me, mate. I’d kick you in the nuts so hard your balls fell out of your mouth.” She dips her head and starts nibbling on my throat, making my whole body jerk under her. “So dinna fash yersel.”
“No, I just—” I reach up and wrap a hand in her hair. “Don’t have protection.”
She swears. “Me, neither. It’s been a while.” She purses her lips, thinking, then just shrugs. “Well, we’ll just have to get creative,” she breathes in my ear. “They must teach you how to improvise in the SAS, right? I’m sure you can work something out.”
My heart skips a beat. I nod, putting a hand on her waist and flipping her onto her back, landing on top of her. My pulse is pounding in my ears. I can barely believe this is happening. Briar squeaks as her head thumps against the pillow—and then moans as I drag myself down her body, nudging my face under the hem of her sleep shirt.
Eighteen
Briar
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“Tell me you want this,” Glen rasps, looking up at me from between my legs. His ruffled hair brushes against my thighs. I close my eyes, trying to tamp down the painful throbbing deep inside me.Yes,I want this. I want this so much, I’m kind of amazed.
I don’t usually like sex. I’ve never had a serious boyfriend. I’ve tried one-night-stands a couple of times, but I always ended up feeling empty and sad. Having sex with a stranger doesn’t make me feel good, it just makes me feel vulnerable. And I don’t like feeling vulnerable. Ever.
But now, Glen is looking up at me, his grey eyes soft, his cheeks flushing with desire. His thumb strokes my hip tenderly, and my belly flips.
I’m used to people making up stories about me in their head. They see me act in a movie, or they see a story about me in a magazine, and they decide that they know me, despite never meeting me. But this man just told me I was essentially a symbol of happiness for him for years.
It’s without a doubt the weirdest, sweetest way anybody has ever objectified me.
“Gather some context clues,” I whisper, bucking my hips closer to his face. His eyes drop shut, and he pushes forward, nuzzling the bottom of my stomach through my t-shirt. The pang of desire that lashes through me almost makes me cry out. I can’t believe this is finally happening.
“Tell me,” he growls into the cotton, and I swear I can feel his low rumble vibrate through my skin, touching deep inside of me. “Please.”
“I wantyou,Glen. Please. Please, please.”
He grins to himself and dives in, licking a hot line over the thin fabric of my underwear. It’s all I can do not to howl. I instinctively shove my thighs together, but he wraps a strong hand around each of my knees and firmly pulls them apart, pushing his face closer between my legs. I can feel his hot breath steaming against me as he takes another long, leisurely lick, running his tongue down the line of my thong.
“Take it off,” I gasp, trembling. He looks up at me, his eyes burning with intensity, then hooks a thick finger under the wispy fabric. He tugs so hard that the fabric tightens against me, creating a delicious pressure. I rock my hips, starting to grind against the thin lace. He tugs harder, and harder, and I cry out as the thong finally snaps clean off me. Glen pushes it away, then scoots down the bed and very carefully parts my labia with his rough thumbs, studying me so intently that I squirm. He glances up at me one more time, silver lashes flickering—then burrows his face in my pussy.
I half levitate off the bed. Oh my God. Oh myGod.
I’ve never had someone eat me out like this. Like they’re starving for it. Glen licks me roughly, his tongue sliding up and down my lips like he’s mapping me out, working out what I like. Then he does it all again, harder, licking and nibbling and breathing hot air all over me until I’m a total mess.
“Oh.” Is all I can say. My voice is so breathless I can barely recognise it. “Oh, oh, God—” My eyes close. My hips start to jerk and jump, and he tightens his grip on me, panting, groaning, trying desperately to burrow closer.
It barely takes a minute before I feel my stomach tightening. I gasp for breath, reaching down to wrap my hands in his hair and tug him further into me. He groans, sliding his tongue inside me. I feel my clit jump against his mouth and grind down, trying desperately to rub at the ache. He shudders, then gets his lips around the little nub and sucks,hard.
I fist my hand in his hair and just fall apart, tightening my thighs around his neck. My orgasm arcs through me like a rainbow, and through it all, he keeps licking me, steady and strong.
Eventually, the shockwaves die away, and I’m left gasping at the ceiling as it comes back into focus. I nudge at Glen’s head, trying to push it away, but Glen just doesn’t stop. He’s still sucking at me, drinking up my arousal like a man dying of thirst. I start to tremble as I feel another wave of pleasure rise slowly up in me. Holy shit. I’ve never come twice in a row before. It doesn’t seem possible, but the pressure of another release is there, deep in my belly, taunting me. I squirm against Glen’s chin. “Glen, I can’t—”
He rumbles disapprovingly between my legs, and the vibration of his mouth against me sends sparks flying through my veins. I let my head drop backwards as I start to gasp hard, my lungs too tight to take in enough air. More. I need more. I grab at his head, grinding against his face. I’m not even thinking. My brain has slipped into some sort of haze. I rub myself desperately into him, helplessly trying to get the friction I need. I’m so close, I can practically taste it.
“Don’t stop,” I beg. “Please, oh, oh God, Glen—”
Glen slides his hand up and grips my thigh hard, his trimmed fingernails biting into my skin. I close my eyes, bite my lip, grind down on his face one last time—
And suddenly, I’m flying. My hands fly out, clawing at my wooden headboard as my climax roars through me, practically obliterating me. My mind goes black and empty, wave after wave of pleasure rolling over me, so hard and fast I can’t even breathe right. I practically gargle, my eyes widening as the feelings rush through me, sending every muscle in my body trembling.
Glen licks me gently through it, not stopping until my hips start to buck from oversensitivity. I grab his head and push it away, panting. “What the—”
He laughs, low and happy-sounding. “It’s been a while since I’ve done that. Glad I didn’t screw it up.”
