Night Hack: A forced proximity alpha hero hacker romantic suspense (Nightshade Book 4)

Chapter 25

Brycen

As soon asBailey had been let out and tended to, I gave him the command to head for his bed, which he’d obeyed straightaway, while I headed toward my bedroom.

When I entered the room, I damn well nearly swallowed my tongue at what I found—naked and kneeling on the floor at the foot of my bed.

She was beautiful.

Sexy as sin.

And all mine.

Crooking her finger for me to approach her, wearing nothing but a sultry smile, she immediately reached for the button of my fly as soon as I was within reaching distance, and pulled me the rest of the way before pausing so our eyes connected.

“I want to make you feel good.” She proceeded with unzipping my pants, then snuck her hands around and into the back of my jeans, pushing them down past my hips as she shoved her nose into my groin before blowing a puff of air through my boxer briefs and onto my cock. “I want to taste you on my tongue.” She rushed at helping me step out of the denim, pulling my socks off as she went. “And I want to swallow you whole after you fuck my mouth.” Her hands pulled my underwear down, releasing me as I gulped down the sudden urge to possess her then and there.

If she looked at me like that any longer, I’d blow my load before we even began.

The moment her hand surrounded my length at the root, I hissed and her grip tightened.

The pink of her tongue took a tentative lick, tracing the slit at the top of my head before she sucked at the tip of me.

“Jana.” I swallowed, my hand feathering through her hair, cupping the back of her head gently.

She pulled back, tracing the veins in my length with her tongue, while her other hand lightly massaged my balls, before sinking her mouth down on me as far as she could take my cock.

“Holy shit!” I blurted out as she fought her gag reflex, breathing through her nose, and my length bumped the back of her throat. “Baby, you suck so good.”

She pulled back slightly, humming her response, and the telltale tingle of a monster orgasm prickled at the base of my spine.

“If you want me to fuck your face, baby, this is going to be quick,” I panted, gritting my teeth against her onslaught, “and it’s gonna have to be now.”

Jana’s eyes went completely molten, and her efforts seemed to double as soon as I began shallow thrusts into her mouth.

The moment her finger massaged the space between my sac and asshole, she broke me.

“I’m fucking coming for you, baby,” I growled. “You’re so fucking hot. Take me, take my cum. Shit! Fuck!”

My hips stilled as I felt Jana’s throat milking me as I came, moaning along with me. When she slowly backed away, kissing the tip of me, she collapsed against my thigh, panting as though I’d wrung one out of her when she’d pretty much sucked my brains out through my dick.

As my bearings returned, I bent to help her up to her feet, finding that telltale flush she only wore post-orgasm, and my eyes widened. “Goddamn, baby.” I captured her lips with mine before I tilted her face up, so her eyes met mine. “Am I seeing things, or did you just come along with me?”

The apples of her cheeks pinkened further as she nodded. “Yeah.”

“Hot damn, Jana. Come ’ere.” I picked her up, carrying her to my bed as I lowered myself over her. “You up for another? I have yet to show you my appreciation for what you’ve just given me.”

Lifting her arms above her head, her eyes met mine, her smile teasing. “Take me, Brycen. Do your worst. I’m all yours.”

Jana

A text alert is what woke me the next morning, but instead of rushing to check my phone, I gingerly took the time to gauge how I felt.

My body ached in all the good places; my head lacked the headache I had expected after so much imbibing, and my stomach rumbled its need for sustenance with the subtle smell of caffeine in the air instead of an anticipated aversion to food.

Cracking one eyelid, I spotted a large glass of water and a small bottle of ibuprofen on the bedside table next to Brycen’s alarm clock, along with a folded piece of paper.

Reaching for the note, I rolled onto my back and smiled at my man’s messy script.

My man?I pondered over that idea, deciding I liked it—maybe even loved it.

Beautiful,

I left you some pain relief and water in case you need them this morning. Coffee is brewed. Come find me when you’re ready for breakfast.

Love,

Brycen xxoo

Sitting up, I reached for the glass of water and chugged half of it before I got out of bed, leaving the pills aside, and stumbled straight for the en suite bathroom to take care of business.

Dressed in a pair of my favorite leggings and a loose sweatshirt, I padded barefoot toward the kitchen, pouring myself a cup of coffee with the mug awaiting me on the counter, doctoring it the way I liked it, then held it with both hands, inhaling the sweet aroma before taking a sip.

Bailey’s bark from the backyard had me looking toward the patio sliders, realizing the door was open.

A bare-chested, sweat-slicked Brycen graced me from the lawn as the man lay down, working on some sit-ups with the added difficulty of a medicine ball thingy he held against his chest.

Heat filled my cheeks and that horny bitch that was my pussy pulsed, despite last night’s sexcapades. The man was fine.

Moseying off the patio, the coolness of the grass between my toes helped cool my raging libido as I approached him. I set my coffee down on the top step before getting closer.

“Morning, baby,” Brycen said as he finished his rep, chucking the heavy ball to the side before he bent his knees, feet to the ground, and leaned onto one hand behind himself while extending the other to me.

Bending to him for a kiss, I smiled before saying, “Morning.”

His eyes studied my face. “Feeling okay?”

On a self-deprecating laugh, I said, “Surprisingly, yeah. None the worse for wear.”

He nodded. “Good. That means I can do this,” he said, and in seconds, I found myself on the flat of my back, a smirking Brycen between my legs, before his mouth descended onto mine for an all-too-brief kiss. “Mmm.” He nipped at my bottom lip before licking the sting. “You taste good. Hungry?”

Feathering my fingertips against the scruff on his face, I nodded. “Famished.” Then I lifted my head to kiss him briefly again before, adding, “Now get off me, and feed me, mister.”

It wasn’t until Brycen went to put in a few hours in his office that I remembered my cell phone and the text alert I’d received. By the time I’d fetched the phone—which I’d left in Brycen’s bedroom—the damn thing was dead.

Grabbing my Kindle and phone charger from the room I’d initially moved into—I still kept my things in there—I headed for the kitchen to plug it in, then made my way outside, Bailey dutifully following as I settled onto one of the lounge chairs warmed by the morning sun.

It was time to delve into Penny Sexton’s upcoming release.

“Babe, sweetheart, wake up.” Brycen’s humored voice brought me back to the land of the living.

“Huh?” Taking in my surroundings, I realized I’d fallen asleep in the backyard, Bailey remained curled up at my side where I’d last spotted him.

“I promise I won’t tell Aspen that you fell asleep while reading her book, but here.” He handed me my phone. “It’s been buzzing nonstop, and I figured you wouldn’t want to miss anything if it has to do with your mom.”

“Thanks.” I leaned forward, cupping the back of his head, bringing his mouth to mine for a soft kiss.

“You stay here, check on those messages, and I’ll make something quick for lunch.” He kissed my forehead, then headed for the house.