Chapter 17
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
MAYA
Iwake up feeling warm and rested. The smell of leather and something spicy tickles my nose, and I open my eyes to see Duncan’s chest. I kiss the pec my cheek is resting on. His body stirs and I feel his erection against my knee.
I gently slide my leg across his body as I rise above him, straddling his hips.
He smiles up at me and I give him a devilish grin as I lean forward and kiss his collarbone, my lips tracing down his pec until I'm over his nipple.
I lick it and then gently bite it. His hands land on my hips and press me down onto his erection.
I feel myself getting wet from our erotic play, my fluids leaking onto his cock.
"Baby, stop playing or you're going to end up on your back."
"Mmm...you taste so good." I slip down his body and lick every plane and linear line of his perfect abs.
I pull further from his hands and hover over his erection, gently blowing on the crown weeping with pre-cum.
Groaning at the site, my mouth waters more as I look at his beautiful cock.
The head is broad and reddening with need, the shaft thick and long.
Wrapping a hand around the base, I lean forward and lick off the evidence of his desire.
"Baby...take me...in that beautiful mouth." He groans.
I lick him from base to tip along the thick veins.
When I reach the top, I treat it like my favorite ice cream cone and lick it over and over.
His hands clench the sheets and I give in and take him in my mouth as far as I can.
I suck in my cheeks as I pull up off him and his moans have me doing it again.
With my other hand, I fondle his balls, rolling them around in my hand as I bob up and down on his cock.
I'm so lost in my task of making him come I don't hear his words, but the next thing I know I'm yanked from my new favorite toy and he is impaling himself into my weeping core.
I feel the contractions and a bite of pain with the intrusion.
"I said enough, woman. I come inside your hot pussy, you hear me," he growls as he lifts me up and slams back home.
"Please, Duncan, fuck me harder."
He rolls us without leaving my body and pulls my legs up to his shoulders.
His strong arms hold him up as he pushes into me harder.
Our bodies slapping together, the evidence of my pleasure heard in the room with the wet sounds, his balls hitting my ass in this position.
He doesn't relent. He thrusts faster and harder.
My world focuses on the orgasm hovering on the edges.
He leans into me further, bending me, and hits a spot inside me that has me screaming his name.
My orgasm blows through my body like an internal explosion centered at my core.
He continues to thrust through my pleasure, prolonging it, until I feel his muscles lock and he grits out my name as I feel his come hitting my insides.
He releases my legs and falls onto my body, his elbows keeping his full weight from landing on me.
I'm trying to catch my breath when I hear my phone going off in the distance.
I know the ringtone and let it go to voicemail.
I don't want to talk to Marcus right now.
"Guess I better let you up so you can see who called."
"No, stay right where you are." I sigh. I want to keep this feeling. I want to relish this time with him.
"Come on, let’s go shower. I need to get ready for a meeting."
"Must we? Can't we stay in bed all day?"
"I wish, baby, but the brat wants to go to Milan today. Are you still going to try to come up to New York next month?"
"If you want me to?" I smile shyly at him.
"If I want? Woman, I want you!"
He pulls me up off the bed with him and carries me to the bathroom.
The rest of the morning we spend making love in the shower. I watch him dress in another black suit with a thin black tie and white shirt. I watch him arm himself and squirm through the whole process.
"Baby, keep doing that and we won't be leaving this room."
"I can't help it. Watching you put guns and knives on turns me on."
"Please stop, woman." He groans as he turns to look at me. "You dressed in leather turns me on."
I smile as I look down at my brunch outfit. Brown tweed wide-leg slacks, a camisole top in plum paisley, a black leather slim fit jacket, and plum strappy high heels.
"So you like?" I twirl for him and he grabs me.
"I like you best naked and under me. But yes, I like you in this."
He leans forward and nips my bottom lip. I open and we kiss like we won't see each other for a while, which is true. My tongue slides into his mouth, memorizing every inch of it. My hands slide into his hair, pulling it slightly as his tongue takes over my mouth. He pulls back with a groan.
"I need to meet the guys down in the restaurant, and you want to keep us secret, so guess we part here."
My gut clenches. I want to be on his arm. I want people to know about him and me, but I know that it would hurt the ones I love.
With a deep sigh, I pull away. "Okay, I'll head out first. I'll see you next month. Goodbye." I grab my bags and head for the door, feeling like the world is caving in around me.
Duncan grabs me from behind and swings me around. "It's never goodbye," he declares as he kisses me again. I pull away, averting my eyes and turn to open the door.
I'm going to have to put a stop to these feelings soon. I can't kill him too.
As I wait for the valet to bring my truck, I turn to see Duncan enter the lobby with the Hispanic man from last night.
"Hello, lassie, didn't I see you at the gala last night?" I turn around to see a blond man standing behind me. I step away and recognize him as one of Duncan's teammates. The man is as muscular as Duncan but not as tall.
"I believe you have me mistaken for someone else. Later."
I walk up to the valet and tip him as I turn to see Duncan standing in the entrance, watching me. I want to nod my head at him. I want to blow him a kiss, but I was the one who put these restrictions on our relationship.
"I never forget a beautiful lass," the blond says, trying to follow me.
"Ian, leave the woman alone," Duncan practically growls.
I swing up into my truck, turn on the music loud, and open my window and sunroof. Nickelback's “S.E.X” blares through the speakers. I turn to see Duncan smiling at me as I pull into traffic.
"Where have you been?" Greg demands as I sit down at the table.
"I was at the hotel." I'm still smiling, thinking about the message I left for Duncan as I pulled away.
"I called, they didn't have you registered."
"I used a false name."
I can't believe I'm lying to two of the most important people in my life. Like I said before, I was the one to put this restriction on us. I can't even let Derek know.
"I tried your alias."
"Well, I wanted some time by myself."
My phone pings in my pocket and I look to see a text from Marcus. I ignored his call, didn't return it, and now he's texting me.
Marcus
When will you be coming up next?
"Just a moment, Greg, let me respond to this text." I excuse myself as I pull the phone out completely and respond.
Me
Busy for a while, don't see myself making it up there any time soon.
Marcus
I want to see you.
Me
I’m busy with work. Need to go, having brunch with friends.
Marcus
You have time for them but not me?
Me
It's Greg and Derek.
Marcus
They take up too much of your time, they aren't even family. Come home. I want to see you.
Me
I told you, I'm busy. Bye.
Therein lies the problem, Boston isn't my home, Marcus isn't my family, and lately I've felt uncomfortable around him.
"Everything okay, sweetheart?"
"Yeah, just Marcus pushing for me to go to Boston. I'm too busy right now."
"I have you both set up to take the Air Marshal training in October."
"Okay," both Derek and I answer.
I love when Greg sets me up with additional training.
"I'm heading to the hospital later to check on David."
"He's been moved to the consulate with a private physician."
"Well, guess I won't see him before he leaves. I can't show up there or it will really blow our cover."
"I can't believe you agreed to that."
"He needed help, I couldn't tell him no."
"Do they have any more information on the shooting?" Derek asks.
"Not as far as I've heard. All the security guards who were under investigation have been cleared."
The rest of the meal progresses without any more heavy discussions. I get a quick text from Duncan letting me know they are taking off. I send him a kissing face emoji and return to spending time with my friends.