Page 51 of Saint

“Nik,” she rasped.

“You can take me,” he assured her, his fingers on her clit again. Rubbing, teasing, applying the exact pressure needed to make her shatter. “Come for me, Mia. Come all over my cock.”

She circled her hips, breathy and so damn beautiful as she accepted him all the way. His control hung on by a thread. Being fully-seated in her tight, wet pussy was beyond words. Nothing had ever felt so goddamn good. The need for more friction had him thrusting harder, faster, and she arched back, her core pulsing around him, and shouted a pretty, little curse word.

Nik would’ve laughed if he wasn’t about to explode.

Once she found her release, he shifted their position, pulling her back until she was on her hands and knees. Stillinside her, he looked down, needing to see where their bodies connected. A shot of pure satisfaction ripped through him at the sight of his cock pushing in and out of her tight, pulsing pussy.Mine.His hips slammed against hers. Over and over.

“Keep that gorgeous ass up,” he growled and slapped her cheek with his palm. She gasped then shoved back against him, matching his hard strokes. Primal grunts and the sound of their slapping bodies filled the air.

Mia screamed as another orgasm swept through her. A moment later, Nik’s balls tightened and his release pummeled through him with the force of a goddamn semi truck. A powerful shudder racked his frame as he emptied himself. Groaning hard, he dropped his chest over her back as his cock spasmed deep inside her sweet heat, filling her up with his…

Oh, fuck.No condom.

The afterthought was like a blip on the distant horizon. No wonder it felt so unbelievably fantastic. Nothing separated them. They were skin to skin, absolutely bare, and his dick was loving every minute of it, still twitching in her depths.

He should regret it, should pull out immediately. But, he didn’t. Like the bastard he was, he savored her perfect pussy wrapped tightly around his cock for a few forbidden moments longer. Then he placed a lingering kiss on the back of her neck.

The moment he pulled out, Mia dropped face-first onto the bed. He laid down and pulled her into his arms. She felt like a ragdoll, all loosey-goosey, and he began to drop kisses all over her face. “Okay?”

She murmured something unintelligible then looked up at him with those stunning sky-blue eyes.

“What was that?” he asked, rubbing his nose against hers.

“We forgot protection.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize until it was too late.” Which was strange. He’d never lost himself in the throes of passion like that before. When going into battle, he always wore a helmet.

But this little blonde rattled his brain and made him forget his own damn name.

And that wasn’t good. It was damn dangerous. He needed to get his head back in the fucking game. Or, in this case, the op. Because he was still going to bring Chadwick Carlisle down and it didn’t matter how much he liked fucking Mia.

Fucking was fucking. He’d find someone else after the mission. However, he’d just messed up and fucked her bare. As much as he told himself to shrug it off and move on, a part of his brain started rapid-firing questions. What if she got pregnant? Would she terminate the pregnancy or have the baby? Would she try to find some rich douchebag to take his place and raise his child? Or simply leave it up to nannies?

The biggest question of all, though, was why did he care? The idea of some rich asshole playing dad to his kid left a sour taste in his mouth. Not that he’d be father of the year or anything. He had no idea what being a dad even encompassed, and he’d certainly never wanted to step into that role after his family had failed him so terribly.

Forget it,he told himself. They didn’t have much time left together. In the next couple of days, the op would be over. Everything would be over.

He buried his face in her soft, fragrant hair. It was almost time to say goodbye and his heart lurched in his chest at the idea.

But the mission had already been set in motion—Chadwick was going to die and Nik wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger. In fact, he would gladly empty his Udav into the man and smile while doing it.

Mia wouldn’t be a witness to her father’s demise—Saint would make sure she stayed at the cabin while he took care of business. Then they would leave Russia and go their separate ways. Saint would slink back into the shadows with his team and they would finish destroying The Agency. And Mia would go back to her richie-rich world and inherit all her father’s dirty billions.

But when the time came, would he be able to let her go?

You don’t have a choice, he reminded himself and pressed a soft kiss against her neck.

???

The rubber band in Mia’s head now felt overstretched and ready to snap. Her frayed nerves couldn’t take much more. Nik pressed a kiss on her neck and told her to go to sleep. How the hell could she sleep after sneaking a call to her father and then letting Nik fuck her bare?

She’d like to think one had nothing to do with the other. But Nik Valentine knew how to bring her rebellious side out.

Even though she didn’t regret calling her father, she hadn’t gotten the answers she’d wanted. As usual, Chadwick had played it cagey and cool. The consummate businessman and estrangedfather, placating her with a promise that she now began to doubt.

“Hi, Dad.”

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