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out a way to find the source of the signal. He definitely could move around the compound more freely than she could.
She’d have to warn him not to use the computer provided for him for anything other than playing games. They were definitely not secure—but of course, he would have figured that out already.
Her thought process wasn’t working up to speed. Not her fault. It was hard to think as Matt slipped his oiled hands down her back and over the naked skin of her ass. The sensations bombarding her made it difficult to concentrate on work.
She should be concerned with the mission and her cover. That someone might notice she was acting awfully friendly with an American military man, but when he delved his slick fingers between her butt cheeks, she accepted that she wouldn’t be able to think about anything else for a little while.
Matt moved to kneel between her spread legs. “Mmm. I’m really glad you brought me my dinner tray.”
Sam laughed. “You didn’t eat any of it.”
“I’ll get to it. I plan on getting to lots of things before tonight is over.” He ran both hands down her spine. The shaky breath she drew in when his slick fingertip breached the entrance of her ass had him leaning low. “Tell me if I hurt you.”
His breath against her ear sent a shiver through her. “No, you’re not hurting me.”
He moaned, soft and low near her ear. “Good.”
Yes, it was. Very good.
Chapter Six
Head bowed over the keyboard, Matt watched the screen while his fingers flew across the keys. Sam had finally spilled her assignment to him during their second shower together last night. It didn’t take Matt long to formulate a plan. While lathering Sam’s incredibly hot body with his hands, he’d whispered his idea to her under the cover of the sound of the water. She’d agreed.
Matt had gone to the air base early that morning. In actuality, he was done with them, but their base offered a secure computer and a good excuse for him to still be there as he pretended to his palace hosts he had more work to do. At the base, he created a program that looked real but wasn’t.
Back at his room, Matt proceeded as if he had more work to do. He loaded the disc he’d created at the base onto the computer in his room. The trick was he’d rigged the program so it appeared to work, but in reality it had very limited functionality. Then he added what he thought was an absolute stroke of genius—an invisible tracking program.
So now he worked like a fiend on the computer provided for him in his room. The same computer he and Sam both believed was not by any stretch of the imagination secure. He knew that any bad guy hoping to steal American military technology or secrets would access anything Matt did here, and that was Matt’s plan exactly.
Whoever was contacting known terrorists from within this compound would hopefully find the program Matt had planted. If they did, they would definitely forward the technology and inadvertently lead the good guys to them. That way, instead of just capturing the one fish Sam had been sent to locate, they’d get the whole pond full. Everyone and anyone connected.
It was no small task to code all of this on the fly, but Matt thrived on pressure. In fact, he didn’t notice the sun set and ignored the growling in his stomach until a knock on the door reminded him that Sam should be delivering his evening meal. He glanced at his watch. She was late. He could definitely stand a meal break…and a sex break.
He flung open the door, intending to tease her about being a bad little harem girl for delivering her master’s meal late, but Rashid stood in the doorway, tray in hand.
Matt stepped back into the room. “Rashid. Where’s…” Uh, oh. What name was she using? They’d gotten around to a lot the night before, but the name she’d given them at the compound wasn’t one of them. “Uh, the girl who was here last night? Blue eyes, short light hair, pretty…”
“You mean
She’d have to warn him not to use the computer provided for him for anything other than playing games. They were definitely not secure—but of course, he would have figured that out already.
Her thought process wasn’t working up to speed. Not her fault. It was hard to think as Matt slipped his oiled hands down her back and over the naked skin of her ass. The sensations bombarding her made it difficult to concentrate on work.
She should be concerned with the mission and her cover. That someone might notice she was acting awfully friendly with an American military man, but when he delved his slick fingers between her butt cheeks, she accepted that she wouldn’t be able to think about anything else for a little while.
Matt moved to kneel between her spread legs. “Mmm. I’m really glad you brought me my dinner tray.”
Sam laughed. “You didn’t eat any of it.”
“I’ll get to it. I plan on getting to lots of things before tonight is over.” He ran both hands down her spine. The shaky breath she drew in when his slick fingertip breached the entrance of her ass had him leaning low. “Tell me if I hurt you.”
His breath against her ear sent a shiver through her. “No, you’re not hurting me.”
He moaned, soft and low near her ear. “Good.”
Yes, it was. Very good.
Chapter Six
Head bowed over the keyboard, Matt watched the screen while his fingers flew across the keys. Sam had finally spilled her assignment to him during their second shower together last night. It didn’t take Matt long to formulate a plan. While lathering Sam’s incredibly hot body with his hands, he’d whispered his idea to her under the cover of the sound of the water. She’d agreed.
Matt had gone to the air base early that morning. In actuality, he was done with them, but their base offered a secure computer and a good excuse for him to still be there as he pretended to his palace hosts he had more work to do. At the base, he created a program that looked real but wasn’t.
Back at his room, Matt proceeded as if he had more work to do. He loaded the disc he’d created at the base onto the computer in his room. The trick was he’d rigged the program so it appeared to work, but in reality it had very limited functionality. Then he added what he thought was an absolute stroke of genius—an invisible tracking program.
So now he worked like a fiend on the computer provided for him in his room. The same computer he and Sam both believed was not by any stretch of the imagination secure. He knew that any bad guy hoping to steal American military technology or secrets would access anything Matt did here, and that was Matt’s plan exactly.
Whoever was contacting known terrorists from within this compound would hopefully find the program Matt had planted. If they did, they would definitely forward the technology and inadvertently lead the good guys to them. That way, instead of just capturing the one fish Sam had been sent to locate, they’d get the whole pond full. Everyone and anyone connected.
It was no small task to code all of this on the fly, but Matt thrived on pressure. In fact, he didn’t notice the sun set and ignored the growling in his stomach until a knock on the door reminded him that Sam should be delivering his evening meal. He glanced at his watch. She was late. He could definitely stand a meal break…and a sex break.
He flung open the door, intending to tease her about being a bad little harem girl for delivering her master’s meal late, but Rashid stood in the doorway, tray in hand.
Matt stepped back into the room. “Rashid. Where’s…” Uh, oh. What name was she using? They’d gotten around to a lot the night before, but the name she’d given them at the compound wasn’t one of them. “Uh, the girl who was here last night? Blue eyes, short light hair, pretty…”
“You mean
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