Page 83 of Command and Control: GHOST Operative

I lean close, letting my hand slide up her side to curve around the swell of one perfect tit. Teasing her nipple to a point through the fabric of one of my own shirts, I let my lips brush against her ear. "You can thank me later."

Julieanne whimpers, arching her back to press into my touch. "Maybe I can thank you now."

I love how hot she runs. How eager she is for my touch. After years of living in the cold, literally and figuratively, I can't get enough of her warmth.

"Your friends will be here in under ten minutes, Angel Face." I pinch the tight bud of her nipple. "That hardly seems like enough time."

Honestly, I don't know that there will ever be enough time for me to get my fill of her. She spends nearly every waking minute at my side, and I still want more.

Julieanne's breath hitches as I continue teasing her. "I guess if you don't think you can get me off in under ten minutes, then—" Her words cut off on a yelp as I roll us down the counter, reversing our positions and spinning her so her belly’s against the edge. The move also puts us in the only spot in the kitchen out of view from the backyard.

I grip the waist of her leggings, roughly shoving them past the fullness of her ass. "Don't act like you don't know I can make you come twice in under ten minutes."

I’m already hard and halfway to throbbing at her jab. She knows just how to push me. Always has. From the second her husky voice carried through the speakers of my laptop she's had my fucking number and doesn't hesitate to use it against me.

Julieanne gasps, gripping the counter as her spine curves, rubbing her ass against my dick as I fight it free from my pants. I slide it down the crack of her ass before thrusting into the hot well of her cunt. We both groan at the same time.

I always expect the sensation of sinking into her to be less soul stealing, but the feel of her squeezing me tight stalls my breath every fucking time.

Reaching around, I shove my hand past the bunch of fabric caught at the top of her thighs so I can stroke her clit as I fuck her. My other hand slides under her shirt,yanking the cup of her bra down so I can fill my palm with the weight of her tit.

I blanket her back as I pluck her nipple, fucking her hard and fast. "Is this what you wanted, Angel Face? To feel me leaking out of you while you and your friends watch your little movie?"

My fingers glide against her drenched flesh, sliding against the hard nub of her clit. Soon she’s clenching around me, cries echoing through the quiet house as she comes.

"That's one," I growl, pulling my hand from between her thighs as my hips continue slapping against the fullness of her ass cheeks. I lean back to watch them bounce with each slam of my body into hers. “Such a perfect ass.” I release her tit, bringing both hands to palm her full cheeks, kneading them before spreading them apart. I spit, my saliva hitting the top of her crack before dribbling over her puckered hole. Continuing to hold her open with one hand, I work the wetness against the tight ring with my thumb before pressing past it.

"Oh my God." Julieanne starts to pant, her hole clenching around my invading digit. "Vincent." My name drags through her lips as I thrust deeper, working her with my thumb and cock as her legs start to shake.

The fingers of my other hand sink into the flesh of her ass as I watch where my body penetrates hers. "Give it to me, Jules. I want another one." I release her cheek before bringing my palm against it in a slap before gripping her hip to keep her in place. "You better hurry or your friends are gonna get here and see me fucking you with my thumb in your ass."

The alarm on the gate chimes, but I don't stop and Idon't slow down. "Time's running out, Angel Face." I drag the hand on her hip forward, reaching between her thighs to work her clit. "Do you want to come again, or not?"

I flatten my fingers, giving the hardened bundle of nerves a gentle pinch and she explodes, gasping and thrashing. I'm right behind her, grunting out my releases as the clench of her cunt milks me dry. I pin her in place, emptying into her, dick flexing with each hot spurt. When I'm done, I pull out, drag her pants back into place and give her another swat on the ass. "Go let your friends in, Jules. Don't want to keep them waiting."

She wobbles toward the door, shooting me a flushed face grin as I wash my hands. Her eyes drag down my front. "Don't forget to put your dick away. I don't want anybody getting jealous."

I glance down, chuckling when I see what I’ve forgotten. I quickly tuck everything into place before scrubbing my hands again. As I towel them off, Vera slams her way in through the laundry room door carrying two bottles of tequila and wearing a wide grin. After bumping me out of the way and taking over the food preparations, she points to the backyard. "Go. You'll ruin our vibe."

I shake my head. Julieanne really has fucked my whole life up. Even my own goddamned housekeeper doesn't listen to me anymore. She orders me around like a fucking child.

The worst part is I listen to her.

I slip into the laundry room just as the volume in my house amplifies exponentially, with Heidi's voice louder than the rest.

"Holy shit. Look at your hair. You totally just had sex."

On that note, I let myself out, breathing in therelatively warm night air as I make my way down the path connecting my house and the one I built for Vera. I told myself it would simply make the position of being my housekeeper more appealing, but after admitting so many other bullshit excuses I made, I can consider that maybe it was because I didn't want to be completely alone.

God knows I'm not now.

I let myself in the front door, the security system beeping as I walk in to find Holden and Kyler pulling beers from the fridge.

Kyler gives me a wide grin. "You want a beer?"

"There's a dozen women getting shit faced in my house right now. Yeah, I want a fucking beer." I grab it and pop the lid, taking a few swallows of the cold liquid before catching Holden's wary gaze.

He’s still a little skittish around me, and I get it. I gave him a fair amount of shit when he got here six months ago. Not just for putting Julieanne's life in danger, but also for risking his own. I remember what it was like to be young and stupid and think you were invincible, but if he wants to fuck around with this kind of shit, he has to understand the dangers that come with it. But now that he's spending his days rotating between Elias and Heidi, I think he’s starting to figure that out.

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