Finally, he ended the call and turned to look at her.
Desire lingered in the depths of his eyes as if he’d been reading her mind the entire time, and they moved as one. He grasped her arm to haul her onto his lap as she reached for his neck.
Then his mouth was on hers, his tongue sliding against hers. He tasted like mint and something unidentifiable. Something all Scott. Spicy with a hint of danger.
She moaned and pivoted, straddling him. He was defined and hard against her thighs, and she gyrated closer, shoving both hands through his thick hair and pulling back. His kiss turned fierce, and his fingers flexed at her hips before sliding to cup her butt. He squeezed, sending sparks of fire through her entire body.
This was insane. She didn’t care. Her nipples hardened to desperate points and she rubbed against his hard chest, seeking any sort of relief. One of his hands caressed up her hip and slid beneath her shirt, moving to palm her breast over her bra.
She gasped, but he didn’t relent, still holding her mouth captive with his.
He kneaded her breast, plucking her nipple through the cotton.
She tried to get closer to him and he unsnapped her slacks, sliding his hand inside her panties. Yes. She opened wider for him, not knowing it was possible to need a man this much.
Then his fingers found her. He flicked her, sliding one finger inside her, then somehow twisted his wrist until she saw stars. He forced her to ride his fingers as his other hand clamped on her hair, dragging back her head, so he could kiss his way down her neck. Something had been unleashed in Scott, and she reveled in it.
She panted, climbing, then cried out when he pushed her over the edge.
The climax rippled through her, stealing her breath. He kissed her even harder, adding to the pressure and sending her spiraling.
Finally, she came down with a soft whimper and slowly returned to reality. She exhaled as he removed his hand and gently zipped up her pants and engaged the snap. What had just happened? She’d lost all sense of time and place. They were on the side of the road, for goodness’ sake.
She leaned back to look at him, stunned. His eyes were the blue of the bottom of the sea, dark and mysterious, with a glittering lust glowing from within. He looked like a wild animal.
Her lungs stuttered.
Then he smiled, the sight primal as he lifted her off his lap and settled her carefully in the passenger seat. “Keep that thought, Millicent Frost. We’re definitely finishing this tonight.”
It sounded as much a threat as a promise.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Just as they reached the investment bank, another light rain began to fall. Scott eyed the unrelenting sky as he parked at the curb. “When this is all over, I’m taking you to Mexico.” Gut instinct told him she remained safer here with her team for now, so he wanted to look to the future. The idea of her in a bikini on a beach certainly warmed the chill always in his gut.
Her eyebrows lifted. “Mexico?”
“Yeah. Cabo. Somewhere warm where they’ll give us drinks with little umbrellas. You know, someplace nobody shoots at us or commits arson.”
An impish grin lifted her lips. “I’m pretty sure there are fires in Mexico once in a while, but I get your meaning. Are you ordering me to take a trip with you, Scott Terentson?”
Well, he could’ve asked more graciously. He had broken up with more than one girlfriend when she suggested taking a trip with him, but with Millie, everything felt different. “Yeah, I’d love to go on vacation with you.” He meant every word.
“You’re on. I mean, if I don’t end up in prison.” She reached for her door handle just as her phone rang.
It took him a minute to place the tune. “Is that the Darth Vader theme?”
“Yes.” She flipped the phone onto the dash and pushed a button. “Hello, Angus.”
Scott cocked his head. Angus Force led the Deep Ops team with control and humor. As an ex-FBI profiler who could punch, he strategically knew how to make the hit land for maximum effect.
“Millie.” Controlled anger vibrated through Angus’s tone. “I just got off the phone with Agent Fields from HDD.”
Millie stilled. “Oh, I thought Fields was on vacation.”
“He’s just back today. Apparently you’re being terminated, and two of my agents have taken unexpected leaves of absence.”
Millie’s mouth dropped open. “Wolfe and Brigid took leaves of absence?”
