“Yeah. I told them a dozen times it wasn’t you but—”“And you thought they’d listen? Of course they weren’t going to. I was with you during the first botched mission to Mexico, but not the successful one, thanks to food poisoning.”“Man, no one sane eats truck-stop sushi.”Trees shrugged. “It looked good. I won’t make that mistake again. And I’m guessing the most incriminating part is that I was with One-Mile when he got taken in Mexico, and I couldn’t save him or call in the cavalry until it was too late?”“You nailed it. And it turns out One-Mile emailed the schematic of Montilla’s estranged wife’s safe house in St. Louis to you—and no one else—to test you. So when our unfriendly neighborhood drug lord showed up…”“Walker assumed I was the guilty one and blabbed to all the bosses.”“Yeah. I told him it was possible your computer or our network had been hacked—”Trees shook his head. “I would have known. Let me ask you something else: did Walker also tell you he emailed that schemati
Zy froze. “What happened?”“Someone broke in to their new digs in Orlando. Valeria was at a concert, thankfully. But Laila stayed behind to babysit her nephew. She and Baby Jorge barely escaped with their lives. We have to relocate them all now.”“You need me to go?” He hated to leave Tessa with so much on the line between them, but to save Valeria’s younger sister and son from being snuffed and slaughtered, he would.“No. We’re sending Kane and Trees to bring them back here.”Hunter jumped in. “A couple months back, we started working on a plan to relocate Valeria and her family nearby, then shit happened…”“You’ve got everything in place now?” Zy asked.He nodded. “We’ll be watching their new safe house ourselves. But we worry it’s for nothing until you figure out who our fucking mole is. If it’s not Trees, we need you to prove it now.”He tried to keep a leash on his temper. “I know you all have a boner to blame him, but he isn’t guilty, and I’ve proven it as best I can.”Hunter se
“Thank fuck.” Walker pressed the phone to his ear again. “I’m going to give you to another guy. He’s one of us, so he’ll help keep you safe.” He slid the device into the new guy’s palm.“Find out where she is,” Zy murmured.Kane raised the phone with a nod. “Bueno?”Zy held his breath as the former small-town sheriff exchanged rapid-fire Spanish with the woman. He glanced across the room to see Tessa organizing her desk with a gusto that told him she needed something to do or she would go crazy. If she was this upset about her friend’s abduction, he couldn’t imagine what all the Edgington men were going through, not to mention the rest of her family.That gave Zy an idea—one he’d put into motion as soon as Kane finished talking to Laila.He and the other operators watched, waiting impatiently until the new guy finally ended the call.“Well?” Zy prompted.“Laila escaped—with one of her assailants’ phones. She’s got Valeria’s son with her. They ran to a women’s shelter. She didn’t know
“I don’t need slow. I just need you.”Her words threw gasoline on his blazing need. “We’ve waited a long time for this. I don’t want to rush you. I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to leave you a fucking shred of doubt that I will give you more pleasure than you’ve ever had, and I want to do it every day of your life.”He wanted her to know—to feel in every part of her body—that she was his.“Oh.” She looked stunned and flushed and beyond beautiful. “You’ve already succeeded. I’ve never been more aroused in my life.”Was she kidding? He’d barely touched her. And she thought she was ready?No. Hell no. Not even close.“Don’t move.”“Okay,” she promised with a shaky nod, her exhalations loud in the otherwise silent night. “But I want to give you pleasure, too.”“You already do, baby, just by being with me.”“No. More than you ever imagined.”That would be a tall order considering how many fantasies of her he’d indulged in since they’d met, from his first time masturbating in her sho
Suddenly, he wished she wasn’t on the pill. He wished even more that he had every right to plant his seed in her womb, hold her while she slept, and call her his wife.Slowly, the blackness in his vision receded, his heart rate slowed, and his breathing returned to normal.And only one thing careened through his overwrought brain. “I still love you, baby. Move in with me.”Tessa clutched him, pressed her lips to his, and burst into tears.The following morning, Tessa rolled over and sent a bleary-eyed glance at her alarm clock. It would go off in ten minutes. That’s how long she had to figure out what to say to Zy.He’d asked her to move in. She hadn’t seen that coming…but she should have. He’d talked about it before and he’d told her that he loved her. Lord knew she was beyond tempted to say yes. She might not have said the words to Zy yet, but she loved him, too.His warmth and woodsy, masculine musk lured her closer. She pressed her body to his, nuzzled his neck, and inhaled him. H
“Duty calls, huh?” He grinned at her. “Guess I can’t blame it on the bosses this time.”Her heart flipped over. She was so in love with Zy and wanted to tell him how she felt so badly. But if she said the words, he would assume that she wanted to move in with him. He’d expect it, even.Tessa wasn’t ready for that.“Pretty much.”As if to reiterate the fact she needed to get out of bed, her alarm clock went off next, playing a Keith Urban song.Zy laughed and rolled to his side, pressing a kiss to her lips. “No rest for the wicked, I guess.”“None. You poor thing.”“Yeah. I guess we should get up. You want me to make you some tea before I head out?”It was sweet of him to ask, but… “You’re leaving?”“I need a shower and a change of clothes.”“Of course.” If he showed up in what he’d worn yesterday, One-Mile would definitely notice. “I’ll see you at work. Don’t worry about the tea. I got it.”“All right.” He pressed another kiss to her lips, this one lingering, telling Tessa without a w
Raking a hand across his short stubble, Zy sighed. “I fucking don’t like this. And you don’t have any idea who he was?”She shook her head. “I’ve never seen him before. He didn’t look familiar to you?”“Nope. I’ll ask One-Mile if he’s seen anyone hanging around lately and look at the security cameras to see if we caught a better angle of him. In the meantime, you shouldn’t walk to and from your car alone.”That was no problem. She didn’t want to. “So what do we do now?”“Carry on with our day, I guess. We have a shitload to accomplish. Let’s start by making some phone calls and seeing if there’s been any progress on the Kimber front. And I’ll take a look at the security cameras and let you know if this guy looks familiar. And until we know who he is or what he wants, I won’t let you out of my sight.”Tessa exhaled in relief. She always felt safer with Zy. “Promise?”He glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then reached for her hand. “Baby, I’m not going anywhere.”After ano
“You okay?” she asked.“Yeah.” He’d love to tell her what was on his mind, but she wasn’t ready to hear it.“What did Hunter say? Any progress?”“No, but they’re trying everything they can.”Tessa frowned with worry. “They must be frantic.”Zy had heard the fear in Hunter’s voice, but he didn’t want to alarm her any more. “Of course they’re concerned, but they’re doing what they always do, following clues and working angles. Something will turn up.”“Do they need more help with food or supplies? What about the kids? I could take them off their hands for a bit.”He shook his head. “They’ve got everyone on lockdown at an undisclosed location, just in case. The fewer people who know where the better.”“Ah, that makes sense.” Tessa shook her head and forked in another bite of salad. “Hey, I wonder if that guy who accosted me in the parking lot this morning wanted information about where they’re hiding.”“Maybe.” It had crossed his mind, too. “If that guy shows up again, you let me know. I
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a