Chapter 9 #2
Siv opened the door, and she and Ryder slipped into the night.
They paused with their backs to the wall of the building.
“Wait.” She watched the far corner of the building, then glanced at her watch. “There should be a guard.”
Somewhere in the distance, Ryder heard the drone of traffic, and the wail of a siren. It was an ambulance—he knew the sound all too well.
He forced himself not to fidget. His blood was humming, running hot.
“The guard should be exiting this area,” Siv said.
He heard the frown in her voice. There was no sign of any guard.
“Maybe he went to take a leak?” Ryder said.
“I don’t like it. If we move, we risk running into him.”
They waited another minute. No guard appeared.
She straightened. “Okay, no choice left. Let’s make a move. Straight for the fence.”
She took off at a run. Ryder followed. Damn, those long legs of hers…
They reached the fence. Siv pressed a hand to the metal, just as a shout cut through the night.
“Hey, this is private property!” A beam of a flashlight cut their way.
Fuck . The out-of-sync guard had spotted them.
The man ran at them. “Stay where you are!”
Siv swiveled, then attacked. Her kicks sent the guard staggering into the fence. The air rushed out of him with an oof .
Ryder stepped in. His punch landed in the man’s soft gut, making him drop the flashlight.
Siv kicked the guard again, but he partially blocked it and recovered enough to half turn and grab her leg.
Shit . Ryder stiffened.
But he didn’t need to worry. He watched Siv break into a combination of kicks and hits. She moved like damn liquid—grace and lethal beauty.
The guard collapsed with a groan.
“Go,” Siv said. “ Go .”
They both hit the fence and climbed.
“Ace, a guard intercepted us at the fence,” Siv said.
“Acknowledged. I’ll mess with the camera footage. They’ll believe you climbed the fence, but got no farther.”
“Thanks. Signing off now.”
Ryder slipped his earpiece out as they jogged down the sidewalk.
“Where’s your car?” she asked.
“Around the corner from yours.”
They slowed to a walk, moving quietly through the night.
“The Fosters are phonies,” she said.
“It looks that way.”
“But we haven’t linked them to Robbie. It doesn’t even look like they’re making drugs.”
“Ace is in the system now. If the link is there, he’ll find it.” Ryder would have to hold on to that.
His car appeared out of the darkness.
Siv stopped. “You drove your fancy, very noticeable i8 to a B and E?”
He grinned. God, he loved that tone. “Babe, there are loads of hot cars around here. Besides, no one will expect the driver of this beauty to be breaking into anything.”
She touched the hood. “It is a hell of a car.”
“It was hot watching you take down that guard.” Desire was like a blowtorch to his system.
She eyed him with an intensity that he felt deeply.
“You really mean that, don’t you?” she asked.
Confused, he frowned. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“Damn, you make it hard.”
“What hard?” He had no idea what she was talking about.
She advanced on him until her body pressed against his. His ass hit the hood of his car and she stepped between his legs.
“Siv—”
“Quiet.” She cupped his face and kissed him.
Hell . He yanked her closer, tongue diving into her mouth. He slid one hand to cradle the back of her head, the other to cup her ass.
The excitement and adrenaline of the night, mixed with his constant desire for her, exploded.
She kissed him back with a hell of a lot of energy and enthusiasm. Her moan made his gut clench. Her tongue stroked his.
More . He needed more.
He forced her delectable mouth wider and deepened the kiss. She rubbed against him, and his cock was as hard as steel behind his zipper.
She made a hungry sound.
Desperate, he spun them, pressing her back against the hood of his car.
“God, you get me hot,” she panted.
“You’ve done a good job of telling me otherwise.” He yanked her legs around his hips and his cock pressed against the seam of her jeans.
She reared up, jerking in his hold, breathing fast.
“Damn, you’re close, aren’t you?” he gritted out.
“Yes. You seem to do that to me.”
“I’m going to make you come, Siv.” He unfastened her jeans. “You’re going to say my name when you splinter apart.”
She bit her lip. Ryder slid his hand inside her jeans and panties.
“ Ah .” She bucked and bit her lip harder.
Damn . He stroked her.
“You’re so wet, Siv. You want me so badly, don’t you? You want my cock inside you.” He slid two fingers into her tight warmth.
“Oh, God.” Her hips moved.
“That’s it.” His thumb found her swollen clit.
He didn’t care that they were outside. The world disappeared. Cloaked by darkness, here in this back street in an industrial area, there was no one to see them.
He kept working her.
“Siv, you’re going to feel like heaven when I finally work my cock inside you. It’ll stretch you, you’ll bite your lip, like you’re doing now.”
“Don’t stop,” she sobbed.
“Not until you come.” He leaned over and kissed her.
Her body tensed, then she came. “Ryder!”
Her voice was sweet music to his ears. He watched the pleasure wash over her. God, he nearly came in his pants.
He watched her slump on his car, her eyelashes fluttering.
Then he saw something he hadn’t expected. A flash of uncertainty in her eyes.
A part of him was happy he was getting to her. He pulled his hand free and re-did her jeans. As he watched, she tried to compose herself.
She cleared her throat. “My place or yours, Morgan?”
Ah . She was rebuilding her shields. He should’ve expected that. He reminded himself that nothing worth having ever came easy.
He stroked her cheek. “Not tonight.”
She blinked, frowned. “What?”
“You want hot sex, then you’ll kick me out of your bed and brush it off.”
“No—”
He pulled her off the car and kissed her nose, enjoying the confusion in her eyes. “I want more than sex. More than one night, Siv.”
Now he saw something he really hadn’t expected. A flash of fear.
Then he did the hardest thing he’d ever done in his life. “Get in the car. I’ll drop you back at the X6.”