Page 15 of Hacker Revelation

“More…” I whined.

“More what?”

I didn’t have time to respond before he pulled his mouth from my clit and slid his two fingers into me. God, I was in heaven. When he saw I was close to the edge, he leaned back down and flicked his tongue hard and fast. The slight scruff on his face sent another sensation through me.

“Right there. Shit… yeah… I can’t hold back!”

My body arched when I went over the edge. Antonio continued his relentless pressure on my clit and continued to pump his two fingers in and out. I rode his fingers until the last wave of my orgasm faded. Then Antonio pulled his fingers from my folds and licked them clean.

I could feel my juices running down my leg. Even though I had come a second ago, I wanted my legs wrapped around Antonio’s body. I tugged at his arms to come up. “I need you inside me. Please, Antonio.”

Antonio climbed up my body and whispered, “Put me where you want me.” I reached between us and grabbed Antonio’s hard member. Antonio moved his hips and pushed in. We’d had a lot of sex since we reconnected, but every time, I felt so full when he thrust into me.

Our eyes connected, and the love that shone in his was so strong that I almost had to look away. “I love you,” I whispered. Antonio pulled back and thrust in hard, then he leaned down and brushed his lips against mine. “I love you too, Kitty Kat.”

I gripped Antonio’s shoulders and tried to get him to move faster. My body was close to going over the edge a second time. He hit my G-spot with each thrust. Antonio reached his hand between us and pinched my clit, which caused me to come for the second time.

My velvety folds clenched against his member. Antonio followed me over, thrusting deep inside me one last time.

After a moment, Antonio leaned down and took my lips before rolling me to the side and pulling me tight against his body.

“You were amazing, love,” Antonio whispered.

“You did all the work.”

Antonio ran his hand up and down my arm, and it sent shivers through my body. “God, I’m happy I have you back in my life.”

Not much later, I realized I had fallen asleep in his arms. He moved to get up, and I went to get up with him. But he leaned down and said, “Sleep, Kat, I’m going to go put our son to bed.”

6

Antonio

The following morning at the office was filled with paperwork. I missed the days when I got to spend time out in the field and not behind the desk. The reports that needed to be read were piled up, and I needed to figure out which case we would take next. Jacob’s report regarding Lily was in my hand when my office door swung open.

Asher came in and sat in the leather chair in front of my desk. Zane followed behind and folded his large body into the other chair. The smiles plastered across their faces told me why they were in my office.

“I heard you caught your wife trying to hide a dead body.”

“Do you guys do any work, or do you sit around and gossip like women?”

“It’s not every day you find out your sister-in-law hasn’t given up her side job as an assassin.”

I glanced at the picture on my desk. Kat sat on the back patio, her red hair pulled up into a bun. She wore a tight white shirt that accented her curves. Ant sat on her lap, and they had smiles across their faces. My kitty cat of a wife might be small, but she was lethal.

“She’s done.” I pointed at Zane. “You need to make sure Sophie stops helping her.”

Zane leaned back in the chair. “You’re under the impression we can stop Kat and Sophie from doing what they want. Even though they have been separated from each other for years, I can tell they are sisters. Those two have been on their own for most of their lives, and they think they have to take on the world by themselves.”

“Goddammit, shewilllisten.”

“I doubt it. But we don’t have time to argue about that. Yesterday, Asher and I went through the list of names John sent us. One of the names on the list was Nebula Brack. CJ looked into the guy more and discovered he was a radical hiding under the guise of a doomsday prepper. His arrest list is a mile long—domestic violence, assault with a deadly weapon, and failure to pay taxes. He used his cover as a prepper to store guns in his underground bunker.”

Nebula had been our only lead, and it was a dead end. We needed a break in the case. Juan needed to be taken out.

“I take it he’s dead?”

Zane tossed the folder in his hand on the desk. When I opened the folder, it was filled with pictures of an underground bunker and a dead man.

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