“Nice,” she said with a smile full of forced cheer. “Craig took us to a place that, um…had wonderful burgers and chicken. Yeah, on the south side of town. They sang to her. But Craig is doing well. I’m glad we went.”Liar, liar… But why?“The whole thing tuckered Hallie out, so I put her to bed. It’s just us now.”And he couldn’t miss the suddenly seductive note in her voice. She swayed closer.What the hell? After avoiding him for days, she was suddenly turning on the charm?Oh, baby. If you’re going to play with fire, I’m going to burn you so bad…“Great.” He took her hand. And if you’re willing to seduce me for information, let’s see how far you’ll go to get it. “But I’m more tired than I thought, and it looks like I have to leave town soon. I can’t say much, but let’s catch up next week, when the op is over. And if I’m back on Wednesday for her big day, I’ll take you and Hallie to dinner then.”She swallowed. “So the rescue op is definitely on for this weekend?”“We’ve got a reall
Impatiently, he tossed the garment away. Her scent steamrolled his senses. His nostrils flared. Hunger roiled in his gut. His restraint snapped. “Spread your legs.”“Zy—”“Spread them.”Slowly, almost shyly, she did. Once, he would have believed her sweet act. Not now. She wanted to jack up his desire and fuck with his head?Two can play that game, baby. And I can play it better…He braced impatient hands on the insides of her knees and shoved them wide, then raked his lips up one thigh before exhaling onto the sticky heat of her cunt.She trembled and gripped the sheet, wriggling like she needed him now. “Zy…”He only half listened to the keening that came out of her lying mouth. Instead, he focused on parting her folds with his thumbs and exposing her to his dirty gaze. “I’m going to melt you, Tessa. Whatever you think you wanted out of tonight? I’m going to take you, make you scratch, beg, and scream for me. I’m going to own you, baby. And I’m going to get exactly what I want from
Love he wanted to give back to her so fucking badly.His chest tightened. His heart clenched.Time to end this show or she would pull him under until he only cared about Tessa, not doing what was right. He was already perilously close to giving up everything he believed in for her.“I am,” she whispered against his lips.He pressed their foreheads together and plunged into her body as he drilled into her soul. One long, strong thrust led to another, then the next. She twisted under him, cried out, begging him with almost inhuman sounds of need. And still he kept fucking her, doing his best to stave off his rising need for release.Because once he pulled free from her body, he’d probably never have her again.Everything inside him fought that notion.He wasn’t braced when she gripped his face in her hands and slanted her lips over his as if she needed to be as close to him as possible.Zy was done for.The pleasure he’d been trying to dam spilled over, bursting free. He gripped her eve
Struggling to her feet, Tessa made her way to the living room, tossed on her bathrobe, and paced the darkened room. But as she ran through the scenario again, trying desperately to study the situation from another angle to find another solution, she ran into the same brick walls.She was trapped.From across the room, her phone rang. Tessa dashed for it, hoping it was Zy. That he wanted to come back. That he wanted to talk. That he’d changed his mind about the mission.When she lifted the device, it was her private caller instead.Tessa sucked in a shaky breath to steady herself. “Yes?”“Time’s up, Mama. Do you have information for us or is it a permanent nighty-night for this precious baby of yours?”She snapped. “How can you threaten an innocent child? What did she ever do to you? What did I ever do?”“Nothing,” he acknowledged with the gravity of someone talking about the weather. “But I can do anything I have to in order to stay alive and one step ahead of the cops.”“You’re putti
Take a number, pal. “I’m sure she got away with it for this long because she thought everyone would overlook her.”“And we did.”“Yep.” Zy knew he was more guilty than most.He’d somehow equated her being a single mother and the fact she’d needed help with her safety as being some sign that she was too sweet to sell them out. He should have flipped his thinking. Because she was raising a child alone, she needed more money than she made. And for her daughter, she would do whatever it took to make it.“I want a timeline.”Was he serious? “Sir, I think our time now would be better spent bringing Tessa in and questioning her—”“I didn’t ask what you thought the better move was. If this was strictly my business, I’d probably agree. But I have two other partners, and I think Logan is going to need more convincing than your word, especially since our problems started when Tessa was on maternity leave. Start at the beginning and show me how she could have been our mole for months on end. And
“Comfort is not my first concern. Your friend and I should not be alone together.” Laila met his gaze straight on, as if she refused to be cowed by him. Or maybe she’d already seen it all in her short life and had nothing left to fear.“He would never touch you without your consent,” Zy assured.“So you say. But perhaps you are right.” She frowned with confusion. “Madison came by. It is clear she would allow him into her bed. It is equally clear that he has not partaken.”“Because Trees isn’t looking for an easy lay. He may be big, but he’s not a bully. Or a rapist.”“It is my experience that all men eventually reach the limits of their restraint. He will come to the end of his.”Zy shook his head. “No. It’s his job and his duty to take care of you. He won’t shirk that, especially to touch you against your will.”“I know you genuinely believe that.”And her sad smile said she wasn’t convinced.Suddenly, she glanced above his shoulder.Zy turned to find Trees standing in the hall. “Be
Zy glanced down the hall. Laila’s light was still on. “Should I encourage her to go to sleep?”“You can try, but she won’t.”With a grim press of his lips, Zy shook his head, made two cups of coffee, and headed back to the table where Trees furiously scribbled notes, peering at the screen, then his list of chicken scratchings growing longer.Zy was on the last swallow of his java—along with his last nerve—when Trees finally looked up. His friend’s grave expression told Zy he wasn’t going to like whatever Trees had to say.Fuck. His heart nose-dived to his belly. His throat tightened. “What?”“There are footprints of communications from what looks like a Gmail account to an external mail host with its servers in Switzerland.”“Why is that important? Why does the server location matter?”“Because the Swiss have some of the strictest tech privacy laws in the world. No one is getting their hands on that information. A lot of people use this kind of service. People who don’t like their ema
Zy frowned. Months ago when he’d stayed here with her and Hallie, when she had been at her most frayed and exhausted, she’d picked up the house meticulously every night. Now it looked as if she hadn’t bothered in a while, as if she no longer gave a shit. Why?It was also unlike her not to be in her bedroom, door closed, at three a.m. But Tessa reclined on the sofa, curled into a ball, head lolling onto the back as she slept under one of Hallie’s baby blankets. What the hell? She must be uncomfortable, not to mention freezing. Why was she here instead of on her cozy, queen-size marshmallow of a mattress? And why, even in the shadows, did her eyes look puffy and red?Was something bothering her? Guilt maybe?He shouldn’t worry about her housecleaning habits any more than he should worry about her feelings now. But even as he told himself that, he lifted the quilt lying on the back of an armchair and spread it open, softly draping it over her body. For a moment, she stiffened. Stifling a
"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