“A unit?” Noelle shakes her head. “Who are you?”
“I’m the man your brother trusts to protect you.”
On the screens below us, Tom folds his arms, clearly waiting for someone to rush out of the house. When that doesn’t happen, he stalks up to the door, his tattoos clearly visible from our vantage point as he forgets about concealing himself and examines the door.
Noelle cuddles in close to me. “I trust you too, but I’m scared.”
I check my phone. “The unit will arrive any minute now.”
And that’s when I see Tom turn. He only hesitates a minute before he sprints into the woods, three large, black SUVs pulling in front of the cabin. I know there’s a group already located atstrategic points in the woods, and we watch a cat-and-mouse game for a few minutes before Tom is apprehended by the team.
A call comes in and I issue directions for holding and questioning Tom. As much as I want to deal with him myself, and I will in a few days, I’m not leaving Noelle for anything. Although I use careful language, I see the fear in Noelle’s eyes, and I hate it.
“Are you the police?” she whispers, watching as a hood is thrown over Tom’s head and he’s dragged out of the woods and into one of the waiting vehicles. “CIA? Interpol?”
“I’m not.” I hold out my hands. “I don’t even know that I’m one of the good guys.”
She wraps her arms over her waist, rocking back on her heels.
A buzz causes me to glance down at my phone and I see that the unit is cleaning up and resetting the perimeter. I let them know that I’ll meet with them in a couple of days.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
Noelle nods. “What would have happened to me if you hadn’t been there last night?”
“We never have to worry about that, baby. From this day forward, I’m here for you.”
She bites her lip. “Because my brother asked you to?”
“No, because I want to be wherever you are.” A panicked thought crosses my mind. I told her she was stuck with me, but I don’t want to scare her off. “And if you don’t want that, I’ll still be here for you.”
She walks to up me and pokes me in the chest. “No turning back now, Hiro. I’m not letting you wiggle out of this one. As you said, I’m an adult now, and I am going to make my own decisions.” She tips her beautiful face to mine. “And one decision I’ll happily make is having you. I’m yours.”
I switch off the screens, not wanting the reminder of what I’ll need to focus on to keep her and her family safe in the future, and hit another switch, causing the bed in the ceiling to lower and the equipment to slide away. Noelle stares in amazement at the perfect alignment of the bed over the desk.
“This is so cool.” She heads over and tests it with her hands. “Is it safe?”
“I assume so, although I’ve never actually slept in here.”
She shoots me a look from under her lashes that goes straight to my cock. “I wasn’t talking about sleeping.”
I trust Min Jee, but when she designed this, I don’t know if she thought about how hard I want to fuck this woman in this exact instant.
I slide open the doorway. “We can test the design standards later,” I say, drawing on all my control to not bend her over the bed and drive myself into her from behind. “Right now, I want a big, luxurious bed where I can comfortably drive you wild for hours.”
“Hours?” She straightens, looking over her shoulder.
“Hours. First, I’m going to use my tongue on those incredible tits of yours. I want to worship them, feel those perfect nipples hard against my tongue and see if I can make you come just from that alone.”
She gets off the bed, looking a bit dazed. “And then?”
I take her hand, pulling her into my bedroom. “And then I’m going to bury my face in the wetness between your legs, because you will be soaked from all the top-shelf action.”
“Top-shelf action?” She laughs but I don’t care. I’m too caught up in stripping my shirt from her and lashing my tongue against those little cherries as she squirms in my arms.
“Yeah, top-shelf action. And then I’m going to lick that sweet pussy until you’re moaning and begging me to pound you into the mattress.” I push her down onto my bed.
“I’m about to beg you now,” she says, breathlessly, rising up on her elbows as I quickly shed my clothing.
