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“As long as I draw a breath, Isa, I will want this with you.” He brushed his lips across her parted ones.
Tears welled in her eyes.
“No, no, baby, don’t do that.” He swiped the moisture away with his thumbs. “Smile for me.” He moved against her.
Her eyes widened and her lips curved up.
“Yeah, that’s the look I want to see.” He thrust into her, she caught her breath, and fire flared in her eyes. “You look like a sexy angel right now. So pure and yet so hungry.” He nipped her bottom lip and thrust into her again. “I want to consume every inch of you, Pink. I want to keep you all to myself.” He thrust into her again and again, each time drawing a low, satisfied moan from her. He loved that he did that to her. Loved that she surrendered all to him.
“I broke all my rules for you, Isa,” he rasped. “I want you to break all of yours for me.”
“My walls came crashing down the moment I laid eyes on you at the club,” she confessed.
Possessive fire burned through him.
“Fly
He smiled and pressed his lips to her ear. “That’s the point, isn’t it?” He punctuated his question with a deep grinding plunge. Her velvet muscles clamped down around his pulsing cock, and as she came apart, so did he.
Kicking his shoes and jeans off, Fly
He smiled at her. One leg of her yoga pants was still hanging on her leg; the rest of her was naked. Gently he pulled the pants from her and covered her with the sheet and tucked her in.
Long moments ticked by, but Fly
It was the fear of the bad guys he knew prowled the streets and lurked behind corners. It was pieces of shit like Boris Sorlov who preyed upon women, and that dick Andre who liked to smack them around, that laid the foundation of his fear. Because for all that Pink thought she was a badass, she wasn’t. Not even close.
Swiping his hand across his chin, Fly
Shucking off his shirt, Fly
Ignoring the fact that the sun would be rising in a couple of hours, Fly
Messages from Maddox and Justin.
Justin’s were furious rants, calling him out for what he’d done to the Russian giant. Your inability to contain your temper has seriously jeopardized this operation. Stand down or lose your shield.
Do what you gotta do, Barbieri, Fly
Maddox’s texts would be more of the same, but something told Fly
Barbieri is heated and headhunting. I’ve got your 6. Would have done the same thing.
Fly
Maddox immediately responded: Did he tell you that we got a line on the missing person? And that the warrant came through?
Negative x 2
MP presumed alive and stateside.
Details?
Will divulge on secure line. We want the UC to drop the drive tonight.
Negative
Is that her stand as well?
Leave it alone.
The case dies w/o her
Then bury it. Gn
Fly
“I’m hungry,” she said sheepishly.
Fly
Setting the bag down on the floor and his phone on the hall table, Fly
She pressed her lips to his chest. “Hmm, I could snack on you first.”
His dick swelled. Giggling, Pink pressed her hips into him. “You’re a walking hard-on.”
“I can’t help it, baby doll. The body wants what the body wants.”
Looking up at him, she gri
Twenty minutes later, sitting side by side at the small table where they’d drunk coffee just days before, Izzy dove into a stack of fluffy banana pancakes. Closing her eyes, she made a deep, satisfied sound as she slowly chewed. The combination of the banana in the mix, butter, and maple syrup was orgasmic.
Izzy smiled and opened her eyes when warm lips brushed along her bottom lip, followed by a warm tongue.
“Mmm, you had some syrup on the edge of your lip,” Fly
Izzy sighed against his lips. Stabbing a piece of pancake with her fork she raised it to his lips and fed him. They’d almost made it halfway through their stack, taking turns feeding each other, when Izzy set her fork down on the plate, eyeing Fly
“Hmm,” he murmured as he unbuttoned her shirt. “I think…” He dipped his fingertip into the pool of syrup on her plate and drizzled it down her chest, then ran his fingertip along the high swells before circling each nipple.
Sliding the shirt down her shoulders to her elbows, fully exposing her breasts, Fly