Hide and Seek - Lara Adrian Page 0,67

wished for nothing more than to be wrong about his suspicion that Michelle was the person who’d been chasing him online. But all evidence pointed to her. The Guy Fawkes pendant that even now dangled around her neck mocked him, even though its bearer knew nothing of the turmoil she was causing him.

“Oh God, Michelle!” he cried out and took her harder. Almost as if to punish her, when in reality he wanted to punish himself.

“Nick! Oh yes!” She rocked against him, her tempo increasing, her breathing erratic.

He tore his eyes from the pendant, trying not to think about it, and looked at Michelle’s glowing face instead. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, giving her skin an enticing sheen. Her lips were parted, tempting him to capture them for another kiss.

“I haven’t had my second kiss yet,” he murmured.

A soft laugh burst from her lips then. “But you did.” She lowered her gaze, and he immediately realized what she was referring to.

“Oh that.” He winked. “That was just a quick taste. Maybe later I’ll get a longer one?”

Her hand came up, and she stroked her index finger over his lower lip. “Are you for real?”

“As real as it gets.”

Before his conscience could intervene, he took her lips for a hard kiss, trying to prove to himself that he was making love to Michelle because he was attracted to her, not because he needed to find out what she knew. And why shouldn’t he be attracted to her? She was beautiful, sexy, and full of life. And she felt good in his arms. It had been a while since he’d felt like this, since he’d felt he could let himself go and indulge in this very physical pleasure without having to look over his shoulder to see who was after him.

The way Michelle responded to him made everything male in him come to life. In her arms he was only a man, not the ex-CIA agent who could see future events, not the man who would kill to protect his life and that of his fellow agents, the ones who’d gone underground to survive. No, in Michelle’s arms, he was only a man who wanted to feel the love of a woman, even if it was only physical and fleeting. But he needed this, needed to feel the connection of his body to hers. To feel alive again and not like the ghost he’d become.

Michelle was giving him this, was showing him what life could be like again if only he defeated his enemies. With her tantalizing body, Michelle gave him what he craved most: a place where he was safe and welcome.

Harder and harder he took her, his quest for release more urgent now. He shifted his angle, watching for signs from Michelle to make sure she would climax with him.

Severing the kiss, he lifted his head and gazed into her eyes. Heavy-lidded she looked back at him.

“Baby, you feel so good. So amazing.” He clenched his jaw, realizing how imminent his orgasm was. “I’m close. Tell me what you need.”

She bucked toward him. “Harder.”

He complied with her wish, pulling back his hips and slamming into her. His neck muscles strained as he tried to hold on to his control while repeating the action again and again.

“Yes!” she cried out and arched off the cushions, offering her breasts to him.

He took the offering and dipped his face and sucked one hard nipple into his mouth, closing his lips around it. Beneath him, Michelle trembled, and her interior muscles clamped down on him, imprisoning his cock in her warm channel.

A shudder raced through his entire body, and a bolt of energy shot into his balls, sending hot semen through his cock. He exploded, joining her in her climax, rocking with her as they both came down from their high. Floating blissfully, without thought, without worries…

Breathing hard, he sank down onto her, his knees shaking from the intensity of his orgasm, his heart racing like a bullet train, his side and arm aching now.

Michelle blew out a breath. “Wow.”

“Yeah, wow,” Nick replied.

8

Nick pressed a kiss into Michelle’s hair. He’d pulled her on top of him on the couch, not wanting to crush her with his weight. He liked the feel of her warm body as she lay there, relaxed and breathing evenly.

“Are you falling asleep?” he asked, chuckling.

“Mmm.”

“Guess I must have bored you.”

She lifted her head and smiled at him. “You’ve worn me out, that’s what you did, and you know