Marie speaks with enough malice to take down a small city. “Yeah, it’s me. I’m positive he’s leaving for his place on St. John tomorrow.”
And dammit, Cole’s phone might vibrate through his new tux jacket.
For the love. There’s only so much multitasking a woman can manage.
Chapter 16
Like Old Times
Cole
My brain is filing everything away while my cock is rock hard with the rage I’ve been fighting all night.
Hell, I’ve been fighting it for a long time, trying to get Bella out of her mess and into my bed. Since she’s finally under my roof and sleeping next to me every night, I’m halfway there but still have a long way to go.
I have a plan. Granted, this was not part of it. But I’m adaptable and took advantage of the fact Bella could not rip me a new one or tackle me to the ratty-ass floor, because I would have let her. I’ll sanction any activity if it means physical contact, even if I end up with bruises in the end.
But she’s so wet and even more ready. I’m patting myself on the back for jerking off in the shower while getting ready for tonight, otherwise I might come in my pants like a teenager.
“I need to be careful. He threatened me and we all know how things ended with his staffer three years ago during a hunting accident. I do not need to be hit in the head with a stray bullet from the next field over.”
Bella’s grip on my jacket tightens and her eyes grow big. I don’t want her to come yet but I’m fighting the need to see her fall apart in my arms. I push into her pussy and clit enough to keep her teetering on the edge.
“Do it,” Kasey demands and it sounds like she’s on the move. “Put a copy in your safety deposit box and mail another to my PO address. I’ll call you tomorrow with the rest of the details.”
Bella and I freeze for a second as Kasey mumbles to herself about the asshole she’s currently blackmailing. We wait. Ten seconds turn to twenty, and those into thirty, all the while, I stay connected to Bella in every way I want to from here to fucking eternity.
I exhale and say the first words either of us have uttered since I found her in here. “Kiss me.”
She shakes her head.
I pump my fingers and circle my palm on her clit. “Kiss me. It’s time. Give it up, sweetness.”
She pulls on my jacket and stuffs her face into my neck. “I can’t.”
She starts to move, grinding herself onto my hand. My fucking phone won’t give it a rest and if it didn’t require taking my hands off her, I’d throw it across the room. “I’m going to make you come either way. What I really want to do is rip your dress off and fuck you against these lockers until we both forget the rest of the world, but we don’t have the time. But the kiss … it’s in your court.”
“Cole,” she murmurs into my neck and her tit rises and falls under my touch as her breaths labor.
“Gave yourself to me once, baby. Do it again.”
She doesn’t have the chance to answer. Her pussy pulsates on my fingers. Her arms become a desperate clench around my neck and her fingers dive into my hair.
It’s been too long. Since the goodbye sex when she tried to make me promise to leave her be. I’ve never gone this long without Isabella Donnelly since our hostile first encounter when we met.
She gasps and I have to hold her to keep her on her feet but I don’t let up. Rubbing, finger fucking … her moans shooting straight to my dick, which is cursing me. I push her back into the bank of lockers to help support her weight and her grip on me doesn’t let up.
I can’t help but think back to when I first had her like this. We were in Italy. Our first assignment together went so well, our agencies whisked us off to a new case, a bigger one. There has never been anything but sparks between Bella and me—big and bright and hot. The first time I put my mouth on her, we had just infiltrated a group for the first time and things got dicey for about two minutes. I thought we might actually have to call for backup to get our asses out of there alive.