Page 26 of Falling Fast

In his mind’s eye, he gripped the base of his cock with one hand and bunched the other in the thick, cool fall of her hair, tugging her closer. Charlie leaned forward, eyes heavy-lidded as she parted those soft lips, slowly enveloping the swollen, sensitive crown in the scalding warmth of her mouth.

He shuddered, hips arching off the mattress, pleasure rocketing up his spine and pulling his balls up tight against his body. So good. Always so intense with her.

Dream Charlie made a soft sound in the back of her throat as she closed around him, her warm tongue swirling around him while she sucked at the head as though he was a favorite treat she intended to savor. Sensation burst through him, tingling across every nerve ending.

His muscles strained, his thighs and belly twitching as he reached the edge. The sound of his rough breathing was harsh in the quiet. He stroked faster, imagined it was her luscious mouth working him.

Sucking. Enjoying the attempt at breaking his control.

Fuck.

A ragged sound dragged up from the center of his chest as the sensation red-lined. He squeezed his eyes shut, locked his jaw to keep from calling out her name in the darkness. It echoed in his head instead as the orgasm swept over him and he came all over his belly.

Charlie. Charlie…

Breathing hard, he groaned and collapsed back against the sheet, sticky and sweaty.

And oddly unrelieved despite the release he’d just given himself. Because he was sick of making do with his own hand when she was right there for the taking.

With a harsh sigh he swung his legs over the side of the bed and headed to the bathroom to clean up. Tomorrow was hurtling toward them way too fast, and there was nothing he could do to resolve the distance between them until this job was over.

Chapter Seven

“Stop fidgeting,” Jamie murmured as the cab neared the restaurant where they were meeting Baker.

Charlie pushed out a breath. “Right.” She wiped her palms over the skirt of her dress and squared her shoulders, the motion pushing her breasts out even more.

The muscles in his stomach grabbed. It was torture, being this close and not able to touch her. Even after resorting to using his own hand last night to take the edge off, he still hadn’t slept worth a damn. He’d come so close to kissing her at her door last night, but thank God he’d listened to logic and resisted the temptation.

She’d been so real with him, so open compared to the past week. During that conversation, he’d fallen a little more in love with her. Much more and he’d be in deep trouble. A woman as strong and determined as Charlie could shred him if he didn’t stand firm on his demands.

Once this was all over, he had a choice. Walk away, or do everything in his power to convince her to give them a shot.

He already knew the former wasn’t going to be an option.

His phone buzzed, yanking him back to the present. A text message from one of his teammates.

“Logan and Taylor are already inside.” His teammate and a female agent friend of Charlie’s were at the restaurant posing as a couple out to dinner to provide extra surveillance, since Jamie couldn’t maintain his normal level of vigilance without raising suspicion. They didn’t think Baker was suspicious that anything was going on, but they weren’t leaving it to chance either. Baker was going to be cautious as well, so they expected him to be watching them. “Baker too.”

“Okay.”

The driver parked at the curb in front of the restaurant. Jamie paid him and glanced toward Charlie, who had her game face firmly in place. “Ready?”

“Ready.” She reached for the door handle and climbed out in that sexy as hell electric blue dress, and it was all he could do to tear his eyes off the miles and miles of bare leg in front of him.

The soft fabric of the dress flowed around her hips as she moved, ending halfway up her thighs. She wore the same black leather jacket as yesterday, giving the otherwise feminine outfit an edge that matched Spider’s persona. Spiky black high-heels accentuated the muscles in her calves and thighs, made him imagine peeling that dress off her and leaving her in whatever she had on underneath as he laid her down in the center of his bed.

He wouldn’t say a word while he picked up one foot in his hands, letting her anticipate what he would do. If and when he did take her to bed, he wanted full control. Wanted to shatter any illusions she stubbornly clung to and show her that he was unlike anyone she’d ever been with before.

He’d look straight into her eyes as he slowly unbuckled the strap around her lower leg, slide the shoe off and settle his mouth on the delicate bones of her inner ankle.

He’d watch her eyes widen in surprise, drink in her gasp of startled pleasure while he pressed his thumbs into the arch of her foot with firm pressure and sucked on each of her toes before nibbling his way up the length of her leg to the soft, secret flesh between.

Jamie swallowed and shifted in his seat, the fit of his pants suddenly tighter than they had been a moment ago. Charlie looked amazing. Baker was going to start drooling the second he saw her.

Shoving back the territorial and protective need to put a hand on her back or waist, Jamie walked beside her up to the front door. The restaurant Baker had chosen was upscale and exclusive, the kind of place where a salad cost as much as the bill for an entire meal somewhere else.

At any rate, this place was way above the pay grade for a personal trainer like Jamie’s cover. No doubt that wasn’t a coincidence. Baker loved to throw around his weight and money, always needing his ego stroked by letting everyone around him know how rich and important he was.

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