Dead Love - By Wells, Linda Page 0,41

her. At least he said he did. Had she somehow unknowingly revealed information? Or was it a setup? Was she his “assignment”? Her gut was wrenching as her thoughts raced. She considered all possibilities, even the most unimaginable ones.

“If I do so abruptly, it might raise suspicions,” Suzy pointed out.

The response was as expected. “Nothing must impede our mission, and if you wish for a positive outcome, shall we say, you will follow instructions immediately.”

“My fear is that it will alert him. Please allow me a few weeks to disengage. I will figure out a way. Much is at stake for me, as well.”

“Eliminate the Lieutenant Colonel from your life, or we will,” he stated.

Chills ran through Suzy’s body and she began to shake uncontrollably.

Silence followed on the other end. Then the sinister voice said, “Let’s accelerate our plan. 4 .6. Got it?” It was a threat. “Then if he somehow obtained information, we have changed the game.”

“Yes, 4.6. Got it.”

The line went dead.

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44

Suzy got to Max’s townhouse an hour before he would get home from his Ft. Meade office. She had shopped for groceries and was going to prepare dinner for him to celebrate their five-month anniversary. She had his key and security code and let herself in, her arms tired from carrying the wine and several parcels. He had seemed distant lately, distracted about something. She had brushed it off as his preoccupation with his work. Maybe she was his “work.” Good job, Max, she thought. I fell for it, big time. Her anger was building. She heard the garage door open and knew she had to put her worries aside. It was easy to do because Max was the only happiness she had ever known, and in the deepest part of her being, she knew she could trust him with her life.

Max came in the door off the garage and heard Suzy in the kitchen. He had been looking forward to the evening, thinking of her delicious naked body all day. She was slicing vegetables when he came up behind her, wrapped his left arm around her, pulled her against him, while at the same time sweeping aside her long hair, and placing gentle, wet kisses on her slender neck.

She sighed, leaning against him, her back to his chest, saying, “Max, you’re going to make me cut myself.”

He reached around with one hand, grabbed her breast, and said, “Put the knife down.”

She turned, facing him, their lips meeting. Their deep kisses and touches were uncontrolled as they pushed against each other. She could feel his arousal through his slacks, and she touched him, making him even harder. He backed away, reluctantly, and said, “Baby, let me shower and I’ll be right back.”

Suzy was breathless from his kisses and his touch. She smiled at him and said, “Yes, go ahead. I’ll get dinner started, then we can share some wine.”

Suzy put the vegetables and marinated chicken in a casserole dish and placed it in the oven. She made a tossed garden salad and set the table with fresh flowers and candles. She found the chilled bottle of Riesling in the refrigerator, opened it, and poured the pale yellow liquid into a tall wine glass. The shower was still running as she walked into the steamy bathroom. She could see his image through the glass door, leaning against the wall, letting the hot water flow down his back. He turned around and shut the water off. Opening the shower door, he grabbed a thick towel from the towel rack and began drying himself. Suzy couldn’t stop admiring his muscular body and noticed he was still turned on.

“Darling, have a sip,” as she offered the glass to him.

He wrapped the towel around his waist, then took a generous sip of the refreshing wine, and set the wine glass on the countertop. She had on his favorite outfit. He loved her in casual low-cut jeans and sweater, and her wedged sandals. He tossed the towel onto tile floor and grabbed Suzy, kissing her hard, pulled her sweater up, and licked the delicious mounds of her breasts, pushing them together, pulling her bra down to suck each of her erect nipples. God, she wanted him. She was holding his head against her as he was licking and sucking each breast, her breathing rapid.

She stopped him, grabbed his face, and kissed him, her tongue in his mouth, and then grabbing his cock, bent down, her back to the mirror, Suzy took his hardness