Page 72 of Heart of a Villain

She pressed against the tree, and he picked her up and slammed her back down onto his hardness.

Their gazes remained connected.

Even as she bounced, her skin rubbing along the hard surface, she didn’t look away, her hands planted on his shoulders. She was so wet, his thrusts grew effortless. But despite how slick she could tell she was, saturating her inner thighs, she felt how tightly she gripped him.

His movements slowed.

He leaned forward and sucked one of her nipples, and the steady rhythm combined with the firm tugs of his mouth made her clit vibrate.

Then, he gently bit.

And she came so hard, she gushed.

Groaning, he pressed his forehead against her collarbone, sank inside her, and went still, all except for the pulsing she felt against her swollen entrance. Instead of giving it all to her, he pulled out, their mingling orgasms dripping from her body onto the soil.

Finally, he kissed her, slow and sweet, his tongue delving into her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, tilting her head as she returned the kiss, so in love with this man that she felt something burst in her chest.

After a long while, they half-dressed.

Back at the house, they showered together. She brushed her teeth in one sink while he took the other. They climbed into bed, and although she’d slipped into a T-shirt and panties, he eased her out of them and eased his way back inside her.

This time, he pleasured her with languid strokes that matched the rhythm of his mouth and tongue. Their fingers slid together, their moans deep and long. When she came, it was with his mouth on hers, her fingers in his hair.

They made love until sunrise.

However, when they woke up, it was as if they both realized that they wanted each other at the same time.

She scooted to the edge of the bed. Her head fell backward, slightly off the side of the mattress. And he slid over her lips into her mouth, his thick shaft gloriously stretching the corners, heavy on her tongue.

CHAPTER

NINETEEN

“Julien, can I run a theory by you?”

Julien looked over his shoulder just as Ari crawled into bed, where he lay sprawled on his stomach. The TV was on, and although he’d been staring right at it, he had no idea what was on. His mind was far from their bedroom, far from Sweden.

If something happened to him, she, Thandie, and Ty would be well cared for, for the rest of their lives. But he didn’t want to miss out on the rest of their lives, and he didn’t want them to go through those years without him. Unfortunately, based on the way things were going, it was the reality they were facing.

“It’s about Sayeda and Ayesha,” she said. “Something about them has been bugging me, and I want to see what you think.”

He muted the TV, rolled onto his back, and rose into a seated position. She set her head on his lap, and he used his thumb to stroke the curls at her temple. Fifteen years ago, he first laid eyes on her at a tech fundraiser in South Africa, and it was as if the time had passed in a single instant.

While he’d hoped his life would have changed for the better at some point, he never would have guessed this. This was the life his mother had prayed for, for him, even as he’d told her it wasn’t something he wanted.

“The more time we spend with them, the more I realize that the only people here who look more alike than Sayeda and Ayesha do are me and Mo.”

“You think they’re sisters, then,” he said. “So do I. I’ve thought so for a while. I believe in coincidences and the uncanny, but this one was too on the nose. Curtis called her Eesh. Curtis.”

“Actually, I think they’re more than sisters. I think they might be twins.”

He frowned. “They have two separate birth certificates.”

“Had we been dealing with normal people, that would have mattered, but their father worked levels above top secret. If their mother is the woman Sayeda thinks is her mother, she’s part of the same,” she whipped an arm through the air, “industry.”

“That’s not a little too far-fetched, though?”

“I’ve been doing some research, and I’ve found several major stories about twins who were separated at birth. It might not be common, but it’s not as rare as we think.”

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