Chapter 13 #3
“If you say so.”
“I do.” He was now so close I should feel suffocated instead of the intense longing encapsulating every part of me.
“I also had a call from our copycat.”
The news shocked me. “You’re kidding.”
“No. I think our killer, whoever he may be, believes he and I are suddenly on the same playing field.”
“As in you’re also a killer.”
“Maybe so.” His voice was gravelly and he wasn’t denying whatever the bastard had said to him.
“Are you?”
He shrugged in such a way that I was struck by how handsome he was instead of being surprised. “I’ve done some things over the last couple of years that would surprise you, Alexia, but in the name of justice.”
“Two sides of the same coin. At least according to the killer.”
“Perhaps you’re correct. So you understand, I will locate whoever is threatening you, but you’ll need to trust me.”
“I do trust you. However, you’re only one man.”
Even his grin was impish, which should be perfectly annoying, but on him, the expression was adorable. My hunger was now off the charts.
Why did I have the distinct feeling there were aspects of his life he wasn’t eager or ready to share with me? Hmm…
It didn’t matter that we were standing in someone else’s office around people we didn’t know. He couldn’t care less that anyone could walk in on us.
In truth, if you twisted my arm, I’d say the same thing. That’s why when he cupped my face, lifting my chin, I didn’t bother to try to pull away. Instead, I fisted a handful of his shirt, arching my back as I pulled myself toward him.
The huge man complied without hesitation, capturing my mouth. I was shocked how tender he could be. We’d been so needy before that his gentleness was almost too sweet for this bad girl.
But as his lips continued to pressure mine, his tongue sweeping inside, I sensed a complete change within him.
His needs became more intense, his desire explosive.
Soon the capture became a crush and within seconds, my pulse kicked into overdrive.
He swept his tongue inside, dominating my mouth and my mind, every inch of my body and a good portion of my soul.
I’d been kissed by some very powerful men in my life, but he certainly knew exactly what a woman needed. Soft to rough, sweet to unforgiving. But at the end of the day, his passion was more explosive than anything I’d ever experienced.
The hunger exploded, sending a wave of sparks shooting across my periphery of vision.
I adored being in his arms, experiencing his almost desperate need while becoming intoxicated from his exotic scent, which was his most powerful tool.
Well, maybe one of several. He certainly knew how to seduce a lady whether he cared to admit it or not.
Without realizing what I was doing, I ripped at his shirt while he struggled to tug off my jacket, pitching it to the floor.
Was this the way it would be between us, so needy that we had no desire or intentions of waiting until a more appropriate time to indulge in fulfilling our yearning? What was so wrong with that?
Forget gentleness. That was tossed aside as he ripped at my clothes the way I was doing to his. He broke the kiss long enough to yank off his shirt, grinning the entire time.
Maybe the insane urgency was all about being in another person’s office, but I had to say this was one of the more exciting adventures I’d been on in several months.
Our lips found each other again, insistent and needy, so much so I couldn’t think clearly.
We were close to being frantic, laughing while our ragged breathing became a powerful steam maker.
I tossed him backward and he regrouped, immediately coming for me.
With his hand wrapped around the back of my neck, he dragged me to my toes.
My back was in a tight arch seconds later, his lips discovering my aching nipple.
His methods were rougher than before, keeping me on edge as he sucked and bit down. I had no intention of providing him the satisfaction of winning the moment. Another brutal shove and he was pitched against the wall, the hard thud creating enough noise I was shocked no one had burst into the room.
The sound didn’t faze him in the least. He also wasn’t the kind of man to accept the runner-up position in any contest. He had me in his arms in a split second, issuing two savage cracks against my bottom hard enough I yelped.
Somehow, we found ourselves in the middle of the executive bathroom, standing in front of the counter and mirror. While the light was soft, there was no mistaking the yearning on our faces.
Or his dark and perhaps sadistic intentions.
Maybe ten seconds later, my tight skirt had been pulled away, my thong peeled down my legs and yanked off. Material had been ripped and I wasn’t certain which piece of clothing would need to be trashed. Did it really matter at this point?
Hell, no.
Wearing his jeans and a grin, he lifted me off the floor onto the counter, pushing my back against the mirror.
“You are so bad.” I slapped the mirror with one hand, the counter with the other, laughing when he split my legs wide open.
“Mmm… Isn’t that what you were saying earlier?”
“Yes!”
He jerked my butt to the edge, spreading my legs wide open. I was slumped against the corner in such a way that I couldn’t move. That’s exactly what he wanted.
“You know what?” he asked as he rubbed his hands along the insides of my legs. “I don’t feel bad about it. Sue me later, Miss Attorney, if that’s what you feel you need to do.”
“Maybe I will.” When he blew across my pussy, I was lucky enough to bite back a scream just before it breached the surface of my lips. I could only imagine what the employees would do if they found us in such a compromising position.
It might make the evening news.
I grinned until he flicked his tongue around my clit, then I couldn’t care less what they did or didn’t do. Or if we were seen. I slapped my hand against his head, holding him in place as he teased me, alternately sucking and licking until my little nub was swollen and aching.
Maverick wrapped his arms around my legs, spreading my legs even wider. I was going nowhere until he deemed it acceptable. Damn the man. He had a magical tongue.
Closing my eyes, I tangled my fingers in his hair, tugging as I would a lifeline.
His fingers dug into my skin as he dragged his tongue all the way down the length of my pussy, yet to breach my swollen folds.
He continued tormenting me, alternating between sucking on my clit and darting the tip of his tongue just to my entrance.
When he finally slipped two fingers inside, I almost lost it, jerking up from the counter.
Both hands slapped the surface, my mind spinning from the extreme pleasure.
My toes were pointed, my entire body quivering from the sweet rush of vibrations pulsing through me.
The moment was sensational. I was lightheaded, scratching the counter to keep my body from slipping off the edge.
With a dark laugh, he propped me in the center of the sink, my butt fitting perfectly into the bowl.
The switch in the angle was enough I came close to climaxing. While I tried to reach him, every muscle ached to the point I had no strength in my hands. Panting, I lay limp, my head lolled to the side, my eyes unable to focus.
He settled in, lifting my pelvis off the counter as he feasted. With his tongue and fingers dancing in perfect unison, I lost all sense of embarrassment. So what if someone saw us? I had nothing to prove to anyone.
I was aware steam continued to rise, his actions now pushing me to the point of no return. When he dared issue a single crack of his fingers across my pussy lips, the pain awakened the last darkness nestled inside of me.
The orgasm was wild and free, pounding into me with wild abandon. Whatever noise I was making echoed in the small room. At least that brought another smile to my face.
I don’t know when I finally realized he hadn’t closed the bathroom door, but I had a direct line of sight to Carter’s office door.
As he’d done before, he captured my face, forcing me to look at him. Only this time, the playfulness was hiding behind a shadow of darkness, the serious look in his eyes unnerving.
“This isn’t a game, Alexia. I don’t doubt you’re in danger. Whether you want to hear this or not, your instincts were correct. I might be the only man capable of keeping you alive. In order to do that, you need to learn about obedience and rules. And I’m just the man to make that happen.”