The tips of Bella’s lips turn at the corners when I step out of the night. “It’s late. Get to it.”
“I need a favor.”
Bella holds her hand out for me. The moment we touch, my cock jerks to life. I don’t take my eyes off her as I continue with my unknown caller. “Don’t we all.”
“I’m making a move. Leaving the east coast for another position. Taking one of my cases with me. It’s going to take some…”
Bella leads me through the dark house. It’s late. Kids, babies, cats, cows, and assassins have been MIA for hours. I’ve been in Crew’s command room with Ozzy going over some technology. “Spit it out.”
“Ingenuity.”
We walk up the first flight of stairs to the second story where our room connects to Abbott’s. “Is that another word for illegal activities?”
I can almost hear him smile. “I would never.”
The door clicks behind me and Bella continues into the room and shuts another, closing us off from the bathroom. “Why do I not believe that?”
“I need some covert help.”
With her back to me, Bella unbuttons her shirt and shrugs it down her shoulders. “You must not’ve been paying attention at the academy. I’m CIA. I don’t work cases in the U.S.”
“You did last week.”
Bella pushes her tight-ass jeans down her legs and I can’t take my eyes off her ass cheeks peeking at me through black lace. They’re begging me to palm them and make them mine for however many hours I can stay awake. “Last week was different.”
“So is this.”
She turns to me and pops her bra. It lands on the floor and she comes to me. “I’ve got to go.”
“Look, I know you push the boundaries and since I don’t know the fucking meaning of boundaries, I thought we should become better acquainted. You can talk ‘til you’re blue about the rules and shit, but I have a case I think you’ll find interesting.”
My shirt hits the floor right before my jeans and boxers. A pair of panties is the only thing being worn in this room and I’m calling that a crime against humanity. It’s also time I got rid of Brax Cruz, Special Agent for the DEA, no matter how special he thinks he is or how curious I am about his lack of boundaries. Nothing is as important right now as the mostly-naked woman standing in front of me. “Let’s meet next week.”
“Cool.”
“Yeah,” I barely agree. “Cool. Call me when the sun is up.”
I don’t say goodbye. I hang up on my new friend and toss the phone on the bed. What he has to say might be interesting tomorrow but, right now, my cock is running the show.
Bella
After tossing his phone, Cole gives me a lazy smile. “For your information, when you suck me off, you’ll do it naked.”
I tip my head and smile at my tall, handsome, and very naked American. “So demanding. You act like you’re in charge of this or something.”
He tries to hide his smirk.
“Important call?”
He shakes his head. “Nothing is more important right now than your panties hitting the floor.”
He knows I want this as much as he does. I tuck my thumbs into the hips of my panties and inch them down until gravity takes over. Stepping out with one foot, I use the other to send them airborne.
My flying panties are no challenge for Cole’s quick reflexes. He never takes his eyes off mine as he reaches out and nabs them. But he does look down as he runs the thin silk through his fingers.
He gives me his eyes. “Wet.”
Not only did Cole teach me the intricacies of managing a complex case, he also taught me to be brave in the bedroom. And he’s right. I am wet. Because when I reach down to touch myself, my fingers slide easily through my sex.
Cole doesn’t take his eyes off my hand.
I circle my clit and force myself to take a deep breath.
The whole time, he doesn’t stop rubbing my panties between his thumb and fingers.
“Are you close?” he asks.
I bite my lip. I wasn’t, but I might be now.
“Spread your legs.”
Shit. I thought I was brave.
“Now,” he demands.
I shift my legs and feel the cool air hit my very warm body, but don’t stop circling.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. There are moments I can’t believe you’re here. For good.”