Page 44 of Fletch

I’m aware she hasn’t come, but it’s all part of the plan. I need her to be eating out the palm of my hand, and for that, she needs to hear me. I lead her to the couch, and she lies down. I pull her to the very edge and drop to my knees, spreading her legs.

“Seeing you with Nyx tonight . . .” I begin, rubbing my thumb over her swollen clit. She hisses, closing her eyes. “Made me wonder what it would be like to watch him fuck you.” I push a finger inside and find she’s wet. “While you’re sucking on my cock.” I insert a second finger, and she moans. “Would you like that, Snap? Two men worshipping you?” She moans again. “I need words, Gem,” I whisper, moving my mouth close enough for her to feel the warmth of my breath against her pussy.

A breathy ‘yes’ falls from her lips, and I lick her opening, tasting her juices on my tongue. “Do you think you can take us both together?” I ask, moving my fingers faster.

She’s climbing, and small gasps of pleasure leave her lips one after the other. “Maybe I can take you here,” I add, pressing my thumb to her tight backside. It’s enough to send her over the edge, and she cries out, shuddering as wetness coats my fingers. “Damn, Snap, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I say, licking my fingers clean as I rise to my feet.

I go the bathroom to clean up and when I open the door, she’s there, waiting to do the same. “Do you want to stay over?” she asks, not quite meeting my eyes. “I mean, you don’t have to or anything. It’s totally up to you.”

“I wasn’t planning on leaving yet, Snap. I haven’t finished with you.”

I can feel the questions on her mind because she isn’t relaxing against my chest like before. “Spit it out,” I tell her, stroking my hand lazily up and down her back. Having her pressed against me naked makes me want to repeat what we just did all over again, but we’re both exhausted.

“Were you serious?” she asks.

“About?”

“You know what about,” she huffs.

I smirk. “Nyx?”

“Yes.”

“Absolutely not,” I tell her.

“Oh.”

“You wanna tell me why you sound so disappointed by that?” She’s playing right into my hands and she doesn’t even see it.

“I mean, you’ve done it before, so why not with me?”

I arch a brow and stare at her until she looks away, embarrassed. “You remember why you moved back here, right? Your job?”

“You keep telling me I’m wasting my time, so if there’s nothing criminal going on, I’m not doing anything wrong.”

I shrug. “Fine. If that’s what you want.”

Her head whips around to look at me again. “Is it what you want?”

My heart twists painfully in my chest. “I’m up for it,” I lie.

She bites on her lower lip, smiling coyly. “Okay, then . . . great.”

Gemma

I tap my fingers on the desk, waiting for my Chief Super. When she enters the meeting room, I drag my hand into my lap to stop the nervous fidgeting that’ll no doubt give my game away. “Are you feeling better?” she asks, taking a seat opposite me.

I give a nod. “Yeah. Did I miss much?”

She shakes her head. “Have you got any news on Operation Sapphire? I’m meeting with the powers that be later today, and it would be nice if I could give them something.”

“I haven’t really had a chance to interact, what with Pete and everything,” I lie.

“Maybe we’re due another raid?”

I give a stiff nod. “Usually, weekends are busier, I believe.”

“What about their businesses? Would it be worth watching those for a while?”

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