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my bed, her jeans open and her shirt sliding up on the pale skin of her belly.
She looks like the university student she was mere months ago. In my suit and tie, I feel like the big bad wolf, older and more grizzled than my thirty-one years, and while I know we could do this—in another moment, would both get off on the semi-publicness, the secret moment—I don’t want to.
Because I’m not such an asshole that I can’t remember she was scared tonight, and my first responsibility is to protect her. “You feeling better?”
She nods, slowly, her golden brown hair spread out beneath her on my bed.
“I should have told you I was in the city. I just didn’t know how long we’d be here tonight.” It’s already close to midnight, and I don’t know what Penny’s plan is for moving Clara to a safe house.
Hailey slides her hands over her mid-section, her fingers teasing at the open space where I just had my hand. My blood, already simmering, starts to boil. “You have to go out there.”
A statement. She’s not wrong.
“Yeah.”
She hooks her thumbs into her jeans at the waist and wriggles them down her hips, revealing her basic black underwear. Never seen anything hotter. “Then go do that. I’ll be waiting here when you’re done.”
—ten—
Hailey
Cole’s in the living room for an hour, maybe more. I doze off to the drone of voices, curled up in his bed. There’s no part of me that wants to be involved in whatever plan they’re doing. Keeping a witness safe, that’s all I need to know.
But when he opens the door, I roll over, suddenly awake again. The lamp beside me is the only light in the room. I watch as he moves around the room, stripping off his clothes. Jacket, pants, and shoes in the walk-in closet. Shirt, boxer briefs, and socks dropped in a lidded hamper by the bathroom.
I can’t breathe properly as he prowls toward me, totally naked. Tattoos crawling over one shoulder. Scar tissue decorating the other. Hard, lean six-pack dancing just out of stroking range as he climbs on top of me, shoving my shirt up my body as he moves.
His mouth lands on my stomach first, hot and wet. His tongue slides up between my breasts, then his entire mouth covers one nipple, sucking me hard through my bra. The mesh and lace barrier changes the sensation, holding the damp heat next to my skin and allowing him to be rougher.
I cry out as he sinks his teeth around my tender flesh, tugging my nipple deep into his mouth. Against my legs, his cock hangs heavy. I want him in my hands, want to cup his balls and pull him up higher on my body so I can swallow his length and have his musky taste on my tongue.
I want him inside me, too.
I want it all.
“They’re gone?” I ask, twining my limbs restlessly, urgently around his body.
He doesn’t look up from where he’s devouring my skin, making me burn. “Do you want them gone? Or do you want me to take you, knowing there are people on the other side of the wall? Knowing that if you scream, they’ll know I’ve just shoved my cock inside your wet, hungry pussy?”
His heated words brand me and I whimper, rocking my pelvis against his hand as he cups my mound on the outside of my underwear.
“You’ll have to be quiet. I’m gonna take you hard and fast.”
“So you can do it again?”
He grins, one hundred percent predator, and spins me around, turning me as he crawls backward off the bed. I yelp as he grips my hips, moving me right off the bed, then folds me forward. Ass in the air.
And my pussy squeezes, wishing it had him inside to feel it.
“I haven’t even had a chance to tell you how much I hate your apartment,” I whisper as he rips off my underwear. “And I don’t have another pair of those here.”
“You don’t need them. If I had my way, you’d be naked all the time.”
“Sounds cold.”
He lazily spanks first one ass cheek, then the other. “We need to talk about how naughty you were, ditching Scott earlier.”
“I
She looks like the university student she was mere months ago. In my suit and tie, I feel like the big bad wolf, older and more grizzled than my thirty-one years, and while I know we could do this—in another moment, would both get off on the semi-publicness, the secret moment—I don’t want to.
Because I’m not such an asshole that I can’t remember she was scared tonight, and my first responsibility is to protect her. “You feeling better?”
She nods, slowly, her golden brown hair spread out beneath her on my bed.
“I should have told you I was in the city. I just didn’t know how long we’d be here tonight.” It’s already close to midnight, and I don’t know what Penny’s plan is for moving Clara to a safe house.
Hailey slides her hands over her mid-section, her fingers teasing at the open space where I just had my hand. My blood, already simmering, starts to boil. “You have to go out there.”
A statement. She’s not wrong.
“Yeah.”
She hooks her thumbs into her jeans at the waist and wriggles them down her hips, revealing her basic black underwear. Never seen anything hotter. “Then go do that. I’ll be waiting here when you’re done.”
—ten—
Hailey
Cole’s in the living room for an hour, maybe more. I doze off to the drone of voices, curled up in his bed. There’s no part of me that wants to be involved in whatever plan they’re doing. Keeping a witness safe, that’s all I need to know.
But when he opens the door, I roll over, suddenly awake again. The lamp beside me is the only light in the room. I watch as he moves around the room, stripping off his clothes. Jacket, pants, and shoes in the walk-in closet. Shirt, boxer briefs, and socks dropped in a lidded hamper by the bathroom.
I can’t breathe properly as he prowls toward me, totally naked. Tattoos crawling over one shoulder. Scar tissue decorating the other. Hard, lean six-pack dancing just out of stroking range as he climbs on top of me, shoving my shirt up my body as he moves.
His mouth lands on my stomach first, hot and wet. His tongue slides up between my breasts, then his entire mouth covers one nipple, sucking me hard through my bra. The mesh and lace barrier changes the sensation, holding the damp heat next to my skin and allowing him to be rougher.
I cry out as he sinks his teeth around my tender flesh, tugging my nipple deep into his mouth. Against my legs, his cock hangs heavy. I want him in my hands, want to cup his balls and pull him up higher on my body so I can swallow his length and have his musky taste on my tongue.
I want him inside me, too.
I want it all.
“They’re gone?” I ask, twining my limbs restlessly, urgently around his body.
He doesn’t look up from where he’s devouring my skin, making me burn. “Do you want them gone? Or do you want me to take you, knowing there are people on the other side of the wall? Knowing that if you scream, they’ll know I’ve just shoved my cock inside your wet, hungry pussy?”
His heated words brand me and I whimper, rocking my pelvis against his hand as he cups my mound on the outside of my underwear.
“You’ll have to be quiet. I’m gonna take you hard and fast.”
“So you can do it again?”
He grins, one hundred percent predator, and spins me around, turning me as he crawls backward off the bed. I yelp as he grips my hips, moving me right off the bed, then folds me forward. Ass in the air.
And my pussy squeezes, wishing it had him inside to feel it.
“I haven’t even had a chance to tell you how much I hate your apartment,” I whisper as he rips off my underwear. “And I don’t have another pair of those here.”
“You don’t need them. If I had my way, you’d be naked all the time.”
“Sounds cold.”
He lazily spanks first one ass cheek, then the other. “We need to talk about how naughty you were, ditching Scott earlier.”
“I
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