Page 105 of The Fallen One

At the abrupt knock, Diana startled and stopped moving, but she didn’t pull away.

“Hey, we have an update,” Griffin called out. “You awake?”

“No, I’m asleep,” I grunted, too blitzed to move. At the same time, also too tense to walk out of this room without coming first. If someone pulled me from this bed before Diana got the chance to finish what she’d started, that someone was going to die. “Can you tell me through the door while I—” I lost my train of thought when Diana resumed her up-and-down rhythm, ignoring the interruption.

“Yeah, sure.” I could hear the hesitancy in Griffin’s tone, but there was no way he’d suspect this angel of a woman was fucking me with her mouth while he talked.

Now I was the one fighting to keep my mouth shut and hide the evidence of what was happening in here. “Just tell me the most immediate news,” I ordered, using my hand tangled in Diana’s hair to guide her.

She’d decided to torture me by slowing down, removing her palm from my shaft to cup my balls, drawing another hiss from my lips.

Such a bad girl for doing this with Griffin out there. Thoughts of her laid out across my lap, her perfect ass in view while I left my handprint there, filled my head.

“Yeah, uh,” Griffin began, for sure finally clued in on his bad timing, “are you sure you don’t want to come out here to talk?”

“Fine,” I ground out, clamping down on my back teeth as Diana deepthroated me, working her mouth harder and faster. I no longer needed to control the movement with my hand in her hair. I kept it there anyway, twisting her locks tighter to try and retain some control. My other hand gripped the bedding beside me as she hollowed her cheeks and swallowed. I swore I heard the fabric tear as I pulled it tight in my fist. “Be . . .” I couldn’t stop the grunt from leaving my mouth that time. “Be out in a second.”

“Roger that.” Damn the smirk I could hear in his tone.

I nearly roared out a litany of curses as Diana pulled her mouth from my cock. “Your stamina is going to hurt my jaw,” she teased, peering up at me, and I grinned.

She swirled her tongue along the head of my crown, and with those intense blue eyes fixed on me, I could’ve come then. The second she dropped her mouth down over me again, jerking me off at the same time, I gave her what we both craved.

Every muscle in my body tensed as I came in her mouth and down her throat. I let go of her hair and she lifted her head, meeting my eyes. She’d swallowed every last drop. At the sight of her pink tongue running over her bottom lip, I relaxed. The most relaxed I’d quite possibly been in far too long. At least since the day I’d seen her in the office in New York, and I’d wanted to pin her to the desk and eat her out.

“Was I . . . okay?” The tentative break in her voice had me hauling her into my arms, laying her out right on top of me.

With our naked bodies together, even with my dick fighting to recover after she’d sucked the life out of me, I’d easily lose track of everything but her. That’d be a bad idea. But damnit, I’d love nothing more than to forget it all and sleep curled up around her, then wake with her swollen cunt close to my cock, feeling her soft skin against my hard body. It’d be perfect. “More than okay, and you know it.”

She smiled, but then winced and held her jaw.

Shit, it’d been painful for her to take me and that pulled me from my haze and reminded me of another issue. “Are you good? The bruises from jumping from the truck the other day, are you in pain?” I’d done my best to avoid looking at the little black-and-blue marks on her skin while we’d been together so I didn’t lose myself to anger, but now my concern for her pain was at the forefront of my mind.

“Still have Advil in me, but pretty sure that orgasm you gave me stamped out any lingering remnants of pain in my body.” She gave me a sweet smile, then leaned in and kissed my cheek. It was soft and gentle, and somehow that moment had my heartbeat going even wilder than it had while she’d sucked me dry.

Fucked. I’m completely and utterly fucked.

“Let me have a look at you to be sure you’re okay.” I needed to get up and get dressed, knowing Griffin wouldn’t wait too long before interrupting us again. I was sure whatever he had to tell me was important, but we were in the air, so it wasn’t like we were going to be under attack. If we were in imminent danger, he wouldn’t have let us be no matter what he thought—or knew—we were doing, so I was moving a bit slower than necessary. I could try to convince myself my pace had nothing to do with not being ready to face reality, but it was bullshit. That reality required me giving this woman up one day.

To hell with that. Not today, or tomorrow. I had to have more time with her after this. Just a little more taste of heaven before I let her go. Before I accidentally pulled her into my darkness and trapped her there with me forever. But what a forever that’d be.

“I’m really okay, I promise.” She was blushing now when she hadn’t been before. Was it catching up to her, that she was sprawled out naked on my bed and now remembering what we did with my team on the other side of the door?

“Roll over so I can check your back anyway,” I ordered a bit gruffly. In truth, I wanted to see her like this. Naked on my bed from every angle. Needed to commit every inch of her to memory for when I’d eventually be getting off alone.

“Yes, sir.” She smirked and rolled over, and my dick was already springing back to life at the sight before me. The line down her back. Her slender waist.

Unable to help myself, I traced her spine with my fingertip, racing it all the way down over the slope of her ass cheek, and she jolted when I curved it around to her damp center. “A few bruises, but you look perfect aside from that.” I removed my hand and stood tall. “Turn over.”

She did as I asked, then she propped her head up with her elbow and cupped her breast with her other hand, all the while staring at me with fuck-me eyes. The woman really did need her glasses. Needed to clearly see the man peering back at her. To understand what she was getting herself into with me, because what she’d experienced tonight barely scratched the surface.

“We need to go out there now, and you’re making it hard for me to leave.” I knelt on the bed and leaned in, taking her other nipple between my teeth.

“Very hard,” she said, her voice husky as she reached between my legs.

My breath fanned across her nipple, coaxing chills. “Mmmm. Not always an angel, are you?”

“Because I’m distracting you while there’s an important mission at stake. I’m being bad for not focusing on what’s more important out there, right?”

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