Page 35 of Shackled

I smack at his shoulders, but he only reacts with another lick that makes my toes curl.

“Tell me about Carlos,” he orders.

“He’s ruthless, loyal to Javier, but has a weakness for money. Bribing him is an option.”

Another swirl of his tongue makes me gasp. I tangle my fingers in his hair.

“Javier’s hideout?”

“It’s a compound in the hills outside of town, but you won’t find him there,” I manage between breaths. “It’s his safehouse and meeting point. Heavily guarded. I can get you the schematics, though.”

“Security rotations?”

“Mmm.”

He licks me again. Goddamn, Lev has my number. He can intimidate me all he wants but the real key is holding sex above my head.

Whatever.

He hums approvingly, sending a jolt of pleasure riding through me. “Shipments? When and where?”

“Every other Thursday. Midnight. Docks on the south side. New shipment next week – drugs, weapons, you name it.”

“Good girl,” he drawls. Oh, damn, I like that. When he licks me again, I practically see stars. I’m so on the edge.

“Javier’s biggest weakness?”

I bite my lip, trying hard to concentrate through the growing haze. “Paranoia. He hates betrayal. Threatens his men’s families. If you can turn someone close to him against him, it’ll dismantle everything.”

He grins. “I think I already did.”

“You can hold onto that belief. I’ll give it to you,” I say magnanimously. “If you let me come on your mouth now.”

His mouth returns to its task.

My body trembles and my hips rise as he licks me to completion. I explode into pleasure. Bliss floods my veins and I scream his name as I tangle my fingers in his hair. I moan, drowning in pleasure that courses through me over and over in waves of perfection until I collapse to the ground beneath him.

“You’re incredible,” he whispers in my ear. “Together, we’ll take him down.”

He pushes himself up on his elbow. Gives me a long, lingering look. Bends and brushes a kiss to my cheek before he stands and walks away.

I stare at him.

I’d say he used me, if I didn’t know full well I completely let him.

I push open the door to my temporary quarters, a luxurious room that feels more like a gilded cage with each passing hour, the lingering memory of what we did making it hard to walk.

What. Just. Happened?

CHAPTER TEN

Lev

I wander the dimly hit halls.

I took a shower. Got something to eat. Tried to sleep but all I could think about was Isabella sleeping in the room down the hall from me.

But my mind’s racing with what happened today.

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