18
LOVE, FRUSTRATION, AND DEAD ENDS
GREYSTONE
Greystone could not get enough of his woman.
“Mirror now,” he replied. “Next time, your fantastic breasts.”
She climbed on the bed, got on all fours. He got on his knees behind her. Instead of entering her, he caressed her beautiful back, appreciating her soft skin, the strength in her shoulders, but when he studied her reflection in the mirror, he blurted, “This is more than fucking.”
She craned around. “Love.” Then, with a playful tone, she added, “Get in me, Big Daddy.”
His throbbing cock needed to be satisfied, so he fisted his shaft, and said, “Here I go, baby. Nice and slow.” He pressed the head to her opening. She was tight. “Relax, Bella.”
She breathed in, released the breath slowly. He eased inside, the flood of pleasure rolling through him, as he worked his way inside her.
“So good,” he growled.
“We look sexy.” In the mirror, Caroline’s heavy-lidded eyes were drilling into him. “Take me, Grey.”
He started moving, her moans urging him on while she rocked against him. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. Beautiful, sexy, brilliant and a very dirty girl. The one woman he’d trusted with his life had become his lover, then his love.
Life happens fast, even faster when you know.
He thrust slowly, in and out, while her moans turned gritty, then she released a long, throaty cry.
“I’m gonna come,” she cried out, staring at his reflection. As her insides tightened around him, they peered into each other’s eyes while she moaned and shook through her orgasm.
The look of lust on her beautiful face, paired with her tight pussy, sent him careening over the edge, and he roared through his release.
When they stilled, she gave him a little smile. “We got it goin’ on, don’t we?”
“You’re as good as it gets.” Needing to hold her, he slowly withdrew.
After lying on his back, she snuggled close, and he wrapped her in his arms.
“Thank you for the earrings,” she murmured. “They’re beautiful.” She lifted her face, kissed his cheek. “Very loving. I noticed the initials on the box. What’s HR?”
“Harry Winston.”
“You did not.”
He cracked a smile. “Good? No good?”
“The best.” She threw her thigh over his. “This is serious, isn’t it?”
“Hell, yeah. I want to introduce you to Evelyn and Sean.”
“I met them on the video chat.”
“Dinner.”
“Oh, like a normal couple.” After a beat, she said, “We’re hunting the world’s most violent criminals. We’renotnormal.”
“Loving you is the most normal thing I’ve ever done.”
“Same.” She ran soft fingers over his chest. “Why don’t you use Santini at the Agency or with BLACK OPS?”
