Page 79 of Sentinel's Kiss

He pulled his hand out of her pants and sucked her juices off his fingers. “You taste good.”

“I want to taste you,” she whispered, and would have sunk to her knees, but he stopped her.

“Not here.” Sentinel tucked himself in. As he walked her to the boardroom, Ashley discreetly buttoned herself up and followed him. He was looking forward to laying her down on the table and licking her until she came and then sitting in an office chair while she returned the favor.

He opened the door and took a step in before he halted. “Sorry.”

Ryder was in there with three laptops going at once. She gave him an amused look. “Evil’s guest room is free.”

That was even better. Evil’s guest room opened with a thumbprint lock that was keyed to all of the SOBs. He moved to the door at the far end of the bar. Opening it, he escorted her inside.

“What was Ryder doing in there?” Ashley asked.

“Who the hell knows? She’s our accountant. Maybe she was doing quarterly taxes or something.”

Sentinel barely had the door closed before Ashley sank to her knees. He had time to slump against it when she pulled him out and deep-throated him.

“Fuck, that’s so good.” He threaded his fingers through her silky blond hair and resisted the urge to hold her head when he was deep in her mouth to keep her there while he came.

But it was sweeter to let her set the pace and watch her mouth slide all over him.

“Yeah,” he said, almost drowning in pleasure. “You want to stop before I come all over your pretty face.”

She let his cock fall out of her mouth with a sexy pop. Flinging off her shirt and bra, she said, “Why don’t you come all over my tits instead.”

Then she went back to sucking him off.

“Perfect,” he moaned. “The absolute perfect woman.”

After raucous shower sex that nearly drowned them both and drained the hot water tank, they dried off and Ashley sat on his face while he tongued her to another orgasm before fucking her to the DJ’s extended mix of the Kings of Leon’s “Sex on Fire.”

After a few hours of blissful sleep, there was a soft knock on the door. Fuck, really? Luckily Ashley was a sound sleeper. Sentinel kissed her on the shoulder and stormed over to the door buck naked. Cracking it open, he glared out.

“What?” he snarled between his teeth.

“I found him,” Ryder said simply. “You want him?”

Sentinel knew she was talking about the vigilante who had killed his sister and the other women. He cast a look over his shoulder. Ashley hadn’t stirred. “Yeah. Give me twenty minutes.” He started to close the door.

“Josh,” Ryder said, blocking the door from closing with her hand.

He turned back to her with a frown. She hadn’t called him that since they were kids. It didn’t sound right coming from her mouth. It sounded serious.

“I can do it,” she said. “Stay here with Ashley.”

He shook his head. Not a chance. Did she just expect him to roll back into bed and go back to sleep knowing that his sister’s killer was in reach?

She rolled her eyes. “Or Warden, then. You’ve done a lot this past week.”

“It’s what I do. I’ve got this, and when I’m done, I’ll take care of Stan.” Stan wouldn’t get his interview with Ashley tomorrow after all. A surge of satisfaction flowed through him.

“You sure?”

“It ends tonight.”

Ryder nodded. “Meet me in the boardroom for the details.”

Sentinel closed the door and got dressed as quietly as he could.

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