Did they have to be so fucking obvious? I mean seriously, after all this time you'd think they'd have upped their game. They might as well have been wearing a sign that said G-men. She on the other hand was looking exceptionally pretty in her off the shoulder blouse, which is all I could see of her outfit from my vantage point across the room. Her hair fell in curls to her shoulders and I noticed her little butterfly pin slash camera, was pinned to her blouse again. I approached with an air of nonchalance even though I had no doubt the place was bugged to pick up even the fall of lint from my cuff if there was any. I flashed my boyish grin to unnerve her as soon she caught sight of me. I've been told that it's very disarming to the opposite sex. Watching that blush spread from her cheeks to her shoulders, I was reminded of what she looked like when I watched her in her bed the night before. Sweetly innocent and yet so fucking alluring, it won't be long now, I
I would be no use to anyone anyway if this kept up so it was best to get it out of the way; not that I planned to spend my days mooning over the beauty no, I still had my businesses to oversee, at least they weren't a matter of life or death for some innocent soul. Besides I needed to shake up some things in a few of my places anyway. At least that's the excuse I was giving myself. "By the way I have some free time coming up and I would love to take you out on my boat." I could see that threw her a little she wasn't expecting that but I was sure the Fed in her would grab at the opportunity to get that much closer to me. Another coup for her I'm sure they'd see it as that, nothing wrong with making her look good in front of her peers, how she handled failure at the end of the day was an entirely different matter. I was caught in a very precarious position here, I wanted her, if that want went beyond a nice hard fuck remained to be seen, if it was just an itch th
I woke up with that same feeling again, the feeling that Hank had been here in my room. I couldn't explain it to myself but it was an overpowering feeling I relived that moment from the night before when he'd ran his finger down my cheek, the look in his eyes as he did it. If I didn't know better I would swear he actually felt something there for that space in time, what that something was I don't know. I had to get up and get moving, nine o'clock will be here any minute and I still had yet to give Durant my report, I'm sure the others had probably given him their surveillance tapes and our recorded conversations and he was probably even now chomping at the bit to give me instructions on how to use my new in to draw Hank even farther into the web I was setting for him. The more time I spent in his presence though the more convinced I became that we were barking up the wrong tree. He just didn't fit the type and since I was now considered the brightest new star in the
She's sweating in her seat, it's probably not very well done of me to bait her like this but the perverse side of me could do no less. I wanted her to regret every moment she spent deceiving me, by the time I had her under me I wanted her willing to put aside everything but the need for me. I will settle for no less, because in the early hours of the morning while I'd stood watch over her bed I'd made a very lasting decision, hard or soft, the woman sitting next to me was mine, I planned to possess her completely and nothing or no one was going to stand in my way. I didn't question why I felt so strongly about it, didn't have to; the instinct that had been leading me my whole adult life was screaming at me that this was it, she was my one. Why that should be I don't know, after all I'd met less dangerous women in my time, women who weren't out to put me in a cell and throw away the key. At least it would be something to tell the grandkids somewhere down the line.
When I placed the cup in front of her I saw her face light up in surprise. "How did you know?" "You ordered it last night." I went back to chopping as she sipped my mind wandering for the time being to her job, I knew from the eyes and ears I'd placed in her place that they suspected me of doing something on the night of the rescue but once again they had no clue where to turn. The inquiry into the car explosion had come up empty and it was ruled an accident; the arrests of the other players were already under way and I'm sure they might eventually be able to put the pieces together but by then it would be too late, besides what were they going to say? We were still working on the girls' families doing last minute checks to make doubly sure that they weren't going back into danger, I still had one more thing left to do there and it was proving difficult. So far none of the girls were able to give an accurate description of the ones who'd taken t
I was a ball of confusion after he left, my nerves were shot and I had butterflies in the pit of my stomach; why would he throw me a curve ball like that? And better yet how the hell was I supposed to handle it? I've worked really hard to get where I am, could I risk throwing it all away for what might be nothing more than a fling? I know I didn't believe him guilty of the crimes we suspected so as a woman I had no guilt there but as an agent tasked with a job would it be unethical to go there with him? I wish I knew the answers to my questions. I paced the apartment for the next hour or so in deep thought; was this something I wanted? Was he even giving me a choice? Was the attraction I felt for him enough to risk what I would most certainly be risking? I'm sure my boss wouldn't mind me sleeping with Hank to garner more info to put him away but that's where I draw the line, there's no way I could do that, but there was no way I could walk away from everything
I looked down at her in wonder and thought 'this is happening', it was really fucking happening as I felt my heart give over to her so easily, so simply. Fuck, what the fuck? The way she held onto me like a vise grip, the way her pussy walls clenched around me but most of all, the look in her eyes told me that for all her past experience she was new to this. Her body strained up to mine seeking, seeking as she keened and mewled while I fucked her hard and deep. I felt the need to cum and yet didn't want it to end not yet I wanted to stay inside her forever. I sped up my thrusts as the need to mark to claim overtook me. I had no idea what was happening to me as my heart and mind joined together as one with one accord, I had to make her mine now. I bit into that place where her neck met her shoulder as I fucked her to climax her silken walls dragging me over the edge with her making me cum harder than I ever have before. "You feel fucking amazing, just li
VOLUME 2: HOLD ME IF YOU CAN, MANCINI "Mine." I held her eyes with mine as I slid deeper into her heat. I forgot all about Wilson and what was waiting for me on the other side of the world and just enjoyed the feel of her soft flesh wrapped around my cock. A million things went through my head as I looked down at her. How could I possibly walk away so soon? It was a question I've never had to ask myself before. "Dammit!" I held her close and rolled onto my back, leaving her seated on my cock. "Ride me." She blushed and bit into her lip; so shy. I don't remember the last time I had a shy woman in my bed. That soft shyness pierced my heart and every protective instinct I had woke up inside me. "What are you doing to me princess? Look at me." I touched her cheek softly, studying her eyes, before pulling her lips down to mine. "Like this." She didn't know what to do so I led her with my hands on her hips until she got the rhythm. She sighed into my mouth