Page 78 of Poison Evidence

He slipped the head in and groaned. He pulled out, just to savor the moment. He thumped his cock on her clit, dampening her with precum, then rubbed with his thumb, causing her to pant and groan.

He dipped his cock back into her opening. Again just the tip, watching her face as he stroked her clit and ever so slowly filled her, one thick inch at a time.

The sensation was exquisite. Just like Ivy. He paused when he was in as deep as he could go and leaned down and kissed her. Her thighs were wrapped tightly around his hips. He was home at last.

He lifted his mouth and held her gaze. He pulled out just as slowly as he’d entered her. She was slick and hot and everything he ever wanted.

“I love you,” he said, then thrust hard and fast. She met his thrusts with her own, and they rocked together in a rhythm as old as time.

Right now, this was the only multiverse he wanted to be in.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

“It’s done,” Ivy said as she leaned back in her chair and stretched her neck. “I’ve isolated every poison tree on the ten islands within the circle of highest probability of being the AUUV’s hiding place, along with the closest five islands outside the circle.”

Dimitri stood behind her and planted his hands on her shoulders. He dug his thumbs into the muscles, and she groaned with pleasure. “Your shoulders are a mess,” he said.

“All this computer time is killing my back.” She tilted her head back and batted her eyes at him. “Maybe before we go find the AUUV, we can spend the day at a spa where I can get a ninety-minute, four-hand massage?”

He dropped a kiss on her lips. “I’m afraid you’ll have to make do with my lousy two hands.” He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “But you’ll get more than ninety minutes of pleasure.”

She laughed. “I’m going to hold you to that promise. And your hands aren’t lousy.” She tapped the mouse and directed his attention to the monitor. “Based on your specs for the AUUV, I think our best shot of finding the little beastie is in one of these seven locations.” She toggled the display, and the seven areas changed from green to red. “They’re large enough, and three of them have the potential for caves under the tree’s root system. I want to send RON to do another flyover of each location before we attempt a physical search. We might be able to find it without leaving this cave, and we don’t want to get up close and personal with poison tree sap unless we have to.”

“As soon as it gets dark, you can send RON.”

“I could do the closest island now. We haven’t seen any boats in the channels in two days.”

“Too risky. We’ll stick to the night flying.”

She flicked the sleep button on the computer. “Well then. For the first time in days, we’ve got hours to kill with no work to do. Did you happen to include a deck of cards in the stash of goodies down below?”

“I don’t think so. Why?”

She stood from the chair and grabbed his T-shirt. “I was going to challenge you to strip poker.”

He grinned and cupped her ass. “How about we just strip instead?”

“You promised me a ninety-minute massage just a few moments ago.”

“Keep in mind, I never promised to massage yourback.”

“If Jack Keaton doesn’t want company, then it’s not my place to help you find him,” Ulai Umetaro repeated.

“But he does, Mr. Umetaro. He sent me this card to bring me here.” Luke tapped the card he’d set on the workbench that lined the wall just inside the pilot’s floatplane hangar.

Umetaro flicked the card away. “Rubbish. Anyone could have posted that.”

Luke wasn’t buying his act. He’d seen the man’s eyes widen when he saw the card. Ulai Umetaro knew something.

Ian returned after walking the U-shaped hangar well to admire Umetaro’s de Havilland Beaver seaplane. “She’s a beauty, Captain. Any chance you’d take us for a flight?”

“Charter’s booked for the rest of the week, mate. Sorry.”

“I thought Ivy MacLeod booked you for the whole month?” Luke asked. He was bad cop in this scenario. Palea had opted out of this interview. He’d questioned Umetaro twice already to no avail and believed Ian and Luke would have better luck in their unofficial capacity with the card from Dimitri as their ace in the hole.

Umetaro spit into the water. “Nah. Just two weeks. When she didn’t show for the second week, I had to take what jobs I could to make up for the lost income.”

Ivy had been off the grid for five days. Her friends and family back in DC had passed frantic in their worry.

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