about her, kind of wild, crazy in lust. A sweet, awful yearning had hit him hard the first time he’d seen her, the first instant, and over the last two years, it hadn’t abated.
He had never been the jealous type and had trusted Hermione completely, so her betrayal hurt ten times worse. Thoughts of what could happen between him and Anna cooled him down a bit. Maybe it would be best to keep lust and desire out of the equation for the time being. They were in much too deep right now. Deep into an op that meant her freedom and his sanity. Proving that she wasn’t a rogue agent was all that mattered. Getting to the bottom of this history scavenger hunt was too important to let emotions and…jealousy muck it up.
Mouse was right. She was beautiful.
He loved the sheer high of wanting her. Hated to think he was never going to have her, but bloody hell, the woman defined the words “hard to hold.”
“Mouse,” Dodger said, his voice louder than he meant it to be. His friend jumped and turned to look at him.
Anna spared him a brief glance, her face sullen.
“Did you get anything from the laptop? The back door yet?”
“No. I’m still digging. The guy might have been a jerk, but he was a hell of a hacker. I’ll keep at it.”
“Copy that.” He tucked his phone into his pocket and crossed the room. “Let’s go, Anna.”
“Thanks for the eggs, Mouse.”
“Sure thing,” he said.
Dodger went up the stairs and Anna followed. He could feel her glare in the middle of his back. He’d let her stew. It was easier than having another argument.
“Okay, what’s the next part of the clue?” he asked, stopping at the top.
“The foundation of his home is the next part.” She used her search engine again. “There is really only one prominent castle here. Prague Castle. The rest of them are mainly chateaus. I would rule them out because they aren’t exactly main residences.” She scrolled. “Miller used the word home. So that makes me think it would be the most famous landmark here.”
“It’s a sound reason. We’ll go there. I’m assuming that when he mentions foundation, he’s talking about something concrete?”
“I don’t know. Foundation can mean something spiritual, building blocks of a home, and since he’s used two saints in the past, I would think it’s the latter.” She closed her eyes and leaned back. “We have another problem.”
“What’s that?”
“Prague Castle is closed, Dodger. We can’t get in until six a.m. tomorrow.”
“Bollocks. That means the others who are searching for the iPads can’t either. So, we’ll study the layout, then get some sleep and go there early.”
They went back inside and pored over the layout Anna found on the internet. Once they got the gist of the place and decided that the Old Royal Palace was the best place to search, they headed for their rooms. Once inside, he closed the door, removing everything but his boxer briefs. His arm throbbed enough to force him to take something for the pain, then he stretched out on his stomach on the bed, setting his watch alarm for five a.m. That was only in two hours, but that would be enough of a combat nap.
He dropped into sleep rather quickly, but when he started to dream, he twitched with the erotic sensation of being whipped by dark silky hair. Every time the hot strands struck across his body, he felt reduced to ashes with the contact. Slap. His chest burned, his tight nipples on fire. Wham. His abdomen ached with hot sensation. Spank. His groin thickened with searing pleasure. Smack. His legs seared with heat. It was unbearable. His dick was so hard he thought he was going to die without some relief.
Anna’s dark hair whipped him again and again, striking him like velvet fire until he was thrusting his hips in uncontrollable passion. Then she settled between his legs, all soft, toned, and slick. He could barely draw breath as she leaned forward and captured one of his rigid nipples between her lips. She licked the erect tip with her tongue and grazed over the point with the edge of her teeth. A groan rumbled up from his chest as she moved down his body, spreading hot, wet kisses on his taut belly. When she took him in her mouth, he shuddered and tangled his hands into her fiery hair. She took him deep over and over, teasing him with her tongue,