Page 38 of Spies Like Us

“We’ve all been there.” I point at my face. Despite the small amount of makeup I applied, you can still see a hint of the bruises.

Anders arrives in a rush and stops dead, looking at the two of us. “Oh!” I want to giggle at his confusion, but I don’t want to upset Carla further.

“Can you walk Carla out to her car? She was just leaving,” I tell him, and he nods.

“Yeah, okay.” She gathers her stuff, and the two of them slip out the side door without another word. I heave out a huge sigh and head toward the storeroom. I’m sure Anders will find me when he returns. I need to withdraw some cash and sneak it into Carla’s bag—a large enough sum for her to leave town immediately. I have a feeling she may be the next dead body if we’re not careful.

In the storeroom, I lean against the wall next to one of the shelves and wonder how long it will be until someone is going to come and “catch” us in the act.

I don’t have to wait long before Anders returns. He finds me with my eyes closed and my head back against the wall. This town is getting to me. I’m primarily an assassin. I go in after the case has been investigated and execute the kill order. Although I get close to the target, I never have to be involved in what they’ve been doing. This time is different. This time I’m assisting with the investigation, and all the dirty details are nauseating. I can’t remain detached. I’m becoming invested, and I really don’t like how that feels. I’m not sure I can do this case after case without losing myself to the tragedy of it all. At least with being an assassin, I had satisfaction in knowing the bad guys were dead. I have no idea what will happen to this ring. They’ll probably go to jail, but I doubt they will get punished permanently.

I feel him crowd in close to me, one of his hands on my hips and the other against the wall. “There are cameras in here, so we have to make it look good,” he tells me as his lips descend, and he kisses me.

I slide my hands around and up his back, pulling him closer. One of my legs comes up to wrap around his hip as our tongues slide deliciously against one another. He tastes minty, like he’s been chewing gum, and his lips are pillowy soft. He nips and sucks my own lips, grinding his pelvis into me. I groan at the contact, and his hand creeps up to cup my breast. It’s dark in the storeroom. Neither of us turned the lights on when we came in, so only the light in the hallway is illuminating anything.

“Open your eyes, Mac,” Anders whispers as his mouth leaves mine and he presses kisses across my face to my neck.

I hadn’t realized I allowed them to drift closed, so I open them and find him staring at me. “Are you okay?” I see the worry in his eyes despite his hands roaming for the camera. I give him a quick little nod before pushing him away slightly. I’m supposed to be the aggressor, and I have no doubt the tapes will be watched later.

I peel my top off and toss it to the side before grabbing his hands and putting them on my naked breasts. He takes my cue and massages them before leaning down and wrapping his lips around a nipple. His mouth is warm and hot, and he has the perfect amount of suction, sending a bolt of lightning straight to my core. I reach for his pants and open his belt buckle before unzipping them and sliding them down. His bites down as I reach into his underwear and wrap my hand around his dick. Fuck, I’d forgotten how thick it was, and my fingers only just touch as I stroke up and down a couple of times.

“As much as I would like to see your pretty mouth wrapped around my dick again, we probably don’t have a lot of time,” Anders says, glancing at the doorway like he’s nervous.

I nod and release his cock. Stepping back, I slide my hands into my hot pants and peel them down my legs, underwear and all, leaving me naked.

“Fuck,” he hisses and scrubs his hand across his jaw, reaching for his cock with the other. His gaze runs the length of my body before he holds out his free hand. “Come here and let me feel it,” he demands, and I slide my hand into his and allow him to pull me back into him. His hands, which are rough and calloused, run all over my body like he can’t decide which part to touch first. One stops on my ass cheek and gives it a rough squeeze, and he groans. “Jesus, you could bounce a quarter off this. I just want to get my teeth into it.” He snaps them at me, and I giggle, surprising both of us.

Getting my head back into the game, I reach for his shirt and tug it up his body. He caves to my demands and releases me, lifting his arms up and allowing me to strip it off him. Next, I press my breasts to his chest and rub my body against his. He’s hot and hard, and I feel my need coating my thighs as one of his hands slips down to play with my clit and the ring in it.

“I want to get my teeth on this too,” he tells me quietly so the camera can’t hear him “Next time I get you naked, it won’t be for the camera or for the sake of this case. I’ll take my time and taste you, wanting to feel you come on my tongue before I sink balls deep into you.”

I shiver, and my slutty pussy weeps for him. “I could be down with that,” I tell him as he spins us and pins me against the wall, his fingers circling my clit before dipping down and spearing into my needy cunt. I groan and bang my head against the wall at the sudden intrusion. Anders isn’t playing around and starting slowly. He forced two in before pulling out and adding another. My mouth drops open, and I start to pant as I roll my hips against the onslaught of his fingers.

“Fuck, you’re tight. I need to stretch you to get my cock in,” he says, speaking louder this time so the cameras pick it up. “I never would have guessed you were so tight. Fuck, your ass must feel incredible. Maybe next time you’ll let me fuck you there.”

“Not unless you do plenty of prep work. Your weapon would wreck me,” I tell him between pants, and he chuckles darkly.

“We’ll see,” he promises vaguely and then removes his hand before grabbing me under my thighs and lifting me. He pins me to the wall as I wrap my legs around him to steady us.

“Reach down and line me up,” he tells me, his eyes on mine, and in those dark depths, I see how much he wants this. It’s almost as much as I do.

Do I wish we weren’t doing this for the mission? Sure, but to be honest, if we weren’t on this mission, I think we all would have spent weeks dancing around all the sexual tension before we did something about it. Being thrown in at the deep end and forced to act like this has made us drop all those ridiculous societal niceties and allowed us to just enjoy how it feels—or that’s how I feel anyway. Despite not knowing each other well, we seemed to have just clicked, and the sexual chemistry with all of them is off the fucking charts. No, I’m not sad or ashamed about how I feel at all.

I do as he instructed, and our moans as he slowly slides forward are embarrassingly loud. He doesn’t get all the way in, having to pull back and thrust harder a couple of times, but when he’s finally seated, I feel full and fucking incredible. My hands come up to play with my tits as he kisses me hard.

“Fuck, you feel like heaven,” he mutters, pulling away and resting his forehead against mine. “Give me a moment, or this will all be over before Matthew can even bust us.”

I snort and tease him by clenching my pussy muscles. He grunts and releases one hand from my ass cheek, giving it a slap. He pulls out and thrusts hard, and my eyes roll back in my head and drift closed as I enjoy the sensations of him fucking me while we are all alone and pretending a camera isn’t recording every move. It doesn’t take long until I feel my orgasm building, the tingling sensations pulsing through my nerve endings.

“God, yes, right there,” I exclaim when he rolls his hips a certain way that practically punches his cock against my G-spot, causing me to gasp out loud.

Chapter 17

“Well, when I said Anders needed a break at the same time as you, this wasn’t quite what I had in mind,” a dry voice says from the doorway.

I roll my eyes behind my eyelids before gasping and snapping them open, pretending to be shocked we’ve been caught. Matthew is standing there with raised eyebrows. Fuck, I was so close to an orgasm too, and seeing him has made all of that go away.

Anders doesn’t stop rolling his hips. “Hey, man, stop cockblocking, I’m almost done,” he calls over his shoulder. “Stay and watch if you have to, but let me nut.”

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