“I think he knows something. Whether it’s the whole truth or a piece of it strung together to hit me where it hurts—” I shake my head. “I don’t know yet. I cut the feed because I needed to think, and because he was performing. He wasn’t going to give us anything else useful with an audience.”
Her fingers move slowly through June’s fur.
“What does it mean for the investigation?” she asks.
I shift, lowering down to one knee. “We’ll be chasing it down. Just like every other lead. It’s probably smart for me to step down due to conflict of interest.”
“Is that what you want?”
I flip my gaze up to meet hers. “No. Not at all. But I’ll do what’s honorable by the team.”
She leans in and wraps her arms around my neck. “I haven’t told you that I love you in a while.”
God. A tight sound claws through my vocal cords.
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
June grumbles, she’s getting squished. “Break,” I tell her. “Go on.”
She slips out from between us and spreads out on the carpet near our feet.
Once she’s out of the way, I pull Jade close, splitting her legs open, inserting myself right into the vee of her legs.
“What are you doing, big shot?”
“I’m getting you in my arms.”
“Oh,” she says, “I like that idea.”
When I get her against me, I release a long-held breath. “Yeah, that’s a million times better.”
“What about this?” Jade whispers, brushing her lips over mine.
“Essential,” I growl, and slant my mouth over hers. In one second flat we’re stroking our tongues together, hands roaming, breathing growing choppy.
Jade moans, wiggling back and forth, dragging her nipples over me, so I get my hand under her sweater ASAP.
God damn. She’s sweet.
Those tight, raspberry nipples are making my cock pulse like a drumbeat.
I growl into her mouth. “We need to stop.”
“Yes. We do.”
Only I can’t.
Everything about her makes it impossible to pull away. The way she drags me in tighter with her arms and squeezes me with those soft thighs. Especially the way she just opens right up to my kiss, turning pliant in my hands, taking my plundering tongue and matching it with delicate strokes.
I’m addicted. So fucking hooked.
When we’re out of air and about to go somewhere we should not go when I’ve got a team meeting, I drag my mouth away.
“Goodness,” she breathes, pushing her hair back. “That got hot fast.”
“I’m burning for you,” I steal one more kiss, letting the callouses on my palm drag over her nipple as I pull my hand free of her bra.
A little whimper slips from her open, kiss-wet mouth.
