Chapter 42
There are very few rational parts of my brain operating at this stage. Fuck, I don’t even think I locked the door.
“Don’t move.”
Damn.
I jump off the bed, lock the door handle, and climb back on the bed, straddling her legs in less than two seconds.
I grab her ass, kneading with both hands. “God, I love these sexy curves. You’re made for my hands.”
Cami… Cameron, whimpers, pressing her cheek into the bedspread. Her tongue dances across her lips when the sound of my zipper echoes across the small hotel room.
With one hand, I jerk her shorts and panties down to her knees, with the other, I rip my engorged cock out of my briefs.
I drop a hand next to her head, propping myself above her as I drag the head of my cock between her perfect ass cheeks. The heat there makes me shudder.
The tip brushes her slit.
Her pussy is hot and slippery. A siren’s call for a man that’s ready to crash on the rocks regardless of the consequences.
“God, yeah, gonna fuck every answer I want out of you,” I rasp.
“Lucas…” It’s a ragged whisper, half groan that makes me want to howl.
I gaze down at her, spread before me, and wonder what crazy fate is at play here.
Was she sent to me to wreck what sanity I had left?
It’s working. I laugh darkly in disbelief.
This is happening.
She’s panting, her fists are clenching the bedding. Her eyes are dreamy.
Fuck, she looks so good with her dark red locks tangled around her shoulders.
I balance on one hand, reach below her with my free hand and find her clit. It’s plump and ready for my fingers. Begging for my attention.
As I pinch the bud, I shove my cock inside her slick heat, just until my head is past her tight entrance.
I groan. My head falls back. “Oh…Fuck. Yes.”
I need more.
I drive forward, wrenching a gasp out of her.
Her hands clench tighter, pulling the bedspread toward her as she pushes her ass back toward me.
She feels so damned good. Slippery, tight as a fist around me. The little flutters from her muscles send shockwaves through my blood.
Almost too sweet.
I drag the rim of my head over her G-spot as I pull back. Then, I use the pad of my thumb and forefinger to pinch her clit as I thrust back in.
She cries out, and whimpers as she pushes against me. Letting me take what I need—to drive the demons of the last forty-eight hours away.
I’m not easy on her, and the harder I go, the more she moans and pants, “Yes. Oh, yes, Lucas…”
Trying to sate the clawing need inside of me, I shift her hips higher, pressing my cock deeper into her, crashing my pelvis against her upturned ass.
Her legs are still pressed together, bound by her shorts and panties.
“These have gotta… go.” I pull out, shanking her clothing off of her ankles. “Open your legs for me, Cameron.”
Her legs instantly go wide, making room for me.
I smack her ass and roughly whisper, “Cameron,”again as I drive my cock between her folds, sinking into that blissful heat.
As she spreads her legs wider, taking me deeper, I fold myself over her and band her chest with my arm. “Fuck, you feel good.”
“You feel so good,” she echoes. “I’m close. You get me there so fast.”
I know what she needs. She might not like telling me the whole story about her life, but her body doesn’t lie. She gets off hard on my cock, and her clit is the icing on the pleasure cake.
I find her clit again, circling it with my thumb. Her breathing goes wild. Her pussy spasms on me.
“You love that, don’t you?”
“Yes. I love it. I’m right there…”
“You like my big cock tearing up that sweet little pussy, don’t you?”
She groans and shudders. Her whisper is broken. “G-god, yes.”
I set a harsh pace, pounding into her, pinching and circling her clit. “That’s my girl. Take me so fucking good.”
“Almost—”
I slow and pull my fingers away from her clit, moving them lower, to glide over the place where we’re joined. “Ready to come, baby?”
“Please, yes.”
“Remember what you said about me fucking answers out of you?’
She tenses below me. The muscles of her pussy locking around me. “You wouldn’t…”
“Who do you work for?”
She pushes back against me, trying to ride my cock. “Evil man!”
“Tell me, and I’ll fuck you into next week.”
Panting, she clenches the comforter and wiggles against me, trying to get me deeper. “I really want to hate you right now.”
I drag my tongue around the rim of her ear. “You can have everything you want. Just tell me.”
She growls, “Asshole.”
“Not, but if you want, I’ll take yours.”
“Oh my god.”
My cock throbs at the thought. “Do you want that, sweetheart?”
She whimpers and sways her hips desperately. “I don’t know, but if you don’t help me right now, I’m not responsible for any bodily harm that comes to you.”
I thrust in deep again. “You hold the key to your release.”
When I drag the underside of my head against her G-spot in a long, slow glide, she quakes.
I return my attention to her clit. When I draw my fingertip around the bud, she caves.
Her answer comes out in a rush. “PCI, Principal Covert Investigations…I’m undercover. Please! Lucas, for the love of tamales, fuck me.”
Well, fucking hell.
I force out two stilted words. “Damn, girl.”
It takes me a beat to get my head right. I thrust into her heat, but my rhythm is off.
Shit, Lucas, get it together.
I’ve got hot, wet pussy wrapped around me. My mission is right here in this bedroom. Not thinking about the fucked-up news she works for one of my old commanders.
Her hand reaches back, and she claws at my thigh. “Lucas, now, please.”
The pain of her fingernails penetrates my haze, kicks me back in the zone.
I slide my fingers up the teasing valley of her ass. “Let’s get you that orgasm.”
When I give her a taste of double penetration, she falls apart below me. Her mouth opens, a throaty groan escapes, and she covers me in a gush of pleasure that takes me over the edge with her.