“Yes…yes…please move,” she babbled almost incoherently, one hand coming down to grasp his hip, encouraging him to do exactly what she’d begged for.
“Like this?” he whispered, pulling out an inch or two before plunging back in.
The sensation that little bit of movement produced felt incredible, but she wanted more.
Neededmore.
She draped her arms around his shoulders, dragging him close enough to kiss. “Harder…faster…deeper.”
She thought he might tease her again but as their lips come together in a scorching kiss, he did as she asked.
Over and over and over.
Again, and again, and again.
Talia broke the kiss. She had to, since it was impossible to moan, pant, and kiss all at the same time. A moment later, she had to release her hold on Lennox to grip the edge of the countertop.
She didn’t expect to come close to climaxing again. It simply wasn’t how her body usually worked. So she was surprised when she felt those familiar tingles make an appearance again. She let go of the countertop with her right hand, sneaking it down between their bodies until her fingers found her clit. Then she started making firm little circles.
When her orgasm hit, it hit hard.
She clenched her legs around him so tightly it lifted her butt right off the counter, her body held up by the one arm under her and Lennox’s grip on her hips. He grunted hoarsely, burying himself as deep as he could go as he came. Knowing that she had made him feel that good made her orgasm that much better.
They stayed like that for a long time, catching their breath before Lennox leaned in to kiss her.
“What do you think about moving things into the bedroom for round two?” he asked huskily.
She nibbled his bottom lip. “I think that sounds like a great idea.”
Although, they might need to recharge first. Then again, she thought as Lennox picked her up in his arms and walked toward his bedroom, from the shiver of anticipation that coursed through her, maybe they wouldn’t need to wait at all.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
“I’m seeing three vehicles on my screens. They’re pulling into the parking lot now,” Kyla’s voice came over the earpiece Lennox was wearing loud and clear. “Dark SUVs that practically shout Bad Guys R’ Us.”
“Do you have a visual on Bogdan, Fredrickson, or Keller yet?” Colt asked from where he lay beside Lennox in the partially completed computer server room down the hall from the conference room where they expected the meeting to be held. “If they’re not here, we could be completely wrong about this entire meeting.”
“We can’t see everyone in the vehicles yet but from the looks of it, these are advance scouts here to clear the building before the principles are put at risk,” Kyla said.
Crap. If these guys were professional enough to send in scouts first then this simple observe and report mission had become much more dangerous than they’d originally thought. He and the other guys scattered around the building were all well hidden, but if these scouts were good, they could still stumble over one of them, and then this op would quickly change from a low-risk surveillance job into an all-out firefight reminiscent of what happened in South America.
Normally, the idea of getting into a shootout with a bunch of bad guys—regardless of how well trained they might be—wouldn’t bother him, but considering the limited weapons and ammunition Kyla had been able to acquire for what was supposed to be a minor surveillance operation, Lennox was less confident than he usually was.
He only hoped that Talia hadn’t figured out how dangerous the situation could get if things went sideways. Lennox had promised her that this op would be safe.
“Everybody check your position one more time,” Lennox said over the radio. “Make sure you’re good if someone does a security sweep in your area.”
“Simon and I are in the ceiling above the projection room behind the conference space,” Darwin replied. “No reason they should even think about looking up here.”
“Ditto for Kirk and me,” Wes responded. “We found a niche in the elevator shaft. No one is going to find us in here, but we can still get to anyplace in the building within seconds.”
Lennox glanced at Colt, lifting a brow then realized his Teammate probably couldn’t see him well enough in the dark room. He flipped off the mic on his radio.
“I thought the plan was for Simon and Kirk to work together.”
Colt shut off his mic. “I thought so too but Simon and Kirk aren’t talking to each other at the moment because of that stupid training crap.”
“Well, that sucks,” Lennox muttered. “If I ever get lucky enough to get picked for some super-secret Ninja Turtle training, promise you won’t turn your back on me?”
