Page 44 of Hacker Unknown

I cupped her cheeks and brought her mouth to mine. Her lips tasted like her signature scent—strawberry. They were soft and velvety as I slid my tongue across them again. The kiss was slow. I held her close, trying to relay how I felt. I assumed she felt the same way, but I was unsure how we could make anything work, especially living across the world from each other.

“What happens if someone walks in?” she whispered.

I nipped the bottom of her lip. “Your nipples got harder when you asked that question. We would give them a nice show like we did on the island. I remember how hard you would come when you knew someone was watching.”

The idea of people watching me never made a difference until I was with her, mostly because of how much it turned her on. She was beautiful, and somehow, she hadn’t jumped on a plane and left me the day we came back from the island.

Instead, I woke up with her curled up in my arms each morning.

Tonight, I planned to tell her how I felt and beg her to come up with a plan for us to make the relationship work. I had a second chance at life, and I wasn’t going to waste it without her.

I swallowed hard as I stepped back.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

“You’re pretty sexy yourself, but I don’t think we can shower with all of these clothes on.”

“Is that so?” I reached out and grabbed the bottom of her shirt and tugged it over her head.

I spun her in my arms, so she faced the mirror with her back pressed to mine. Our eyes connected in the mirror as I pulled the center zipper of her sports bra down. I ran kisses along her shoulders as I pulled the straps down and my fingers slid across her soft skin. Her eyes fluttered shut as I took her breast into my hand. “Look at me,” I growled.

Her eyes shot open, and her tongue peeked out and slid across her lips. “Look how beautiful you are. This is what others see when we let them watch. Remember, they can only watch because you are mine.”

As she was lost in my touch, I slid my fingers to the edge of her shorts and pushed them down. She had a red lace thong on. “Fuck, woman, you are going to be the death of me.”

She tried to turn in my arms, but I bit down on the soft flesh where her shoulder met her neck. A very sexy moan escaped her lips. I slid my arm back up and cupped one of her breasts, then I squeezed.

This woman would be my undoing. The mission I took to make me forget the trouble in my life had brought me the best thing I could ask for.

I pulled away, dropping to my knees. Sonali furrowed her brows as I began to pull her panties down and off her body. Sweet whimpers escaped her as I trailed kisses up the backs of herthighs. I lifted one leg until her foot rested on the bench in the center of the room.

My fingers explored between her legs first—soft and slow.

“Always so wet for me,” I said, but I didn’t know if I said it to myself or to her.

Words were but a memory.

When my tongue landed on her clit, all the muscles in her body tightened, and she reached back, trying to touch me. I licked and probed, loving the sounds escaping her lips.

I could sit here all night, making her whimper. Except her legs started to shake, and I wanted her to fall apart with me deep inside of her.

I pushed one finger inside her, and followed it with another. From this angle, I licked farther back, causing her sex to clutch down around my fingers. The pleasure kept building. I realized I wanted to try everything with this woman. “I want you to play with your nipples.”

Her eyes connected with mine in the mirror, and that’s when I decided I needed to see her come. “Now,” I demanded, growling into her sex. Sonali screamed my name, and it echoed off the bathroom walls.

I kissed my way back up her body and brought her close. She slumped against my arms, and I held her for a few seconds before I had her sit on the bench. I quickly stripped out of my dress shirt and pants before I clicked the LCD screen to start the steam shower.

“Come with me.” I held out my hand. Sonali raised hers and our fingers connected.

She stood on wobbly legs, and I wrapped my arm around her.

“That might’ve been the best orgasm I’ve ever experienced,” she sighed.

“You clamped down hard on my fingers,” I leaned in placing my mouth against her ear. “Right when my tongue slid across your ass. Every time I play with that hole, you seem to get more excited. I can’t even imagine what would happen if someone was watching us while I slid deep into that hole and your fingers played with your folds.”

“Does it make me a freak that people watching us turns me on?”

“Fuck no.” I grabbed her chin between my thumb and finger, then kissed her with all the passion a person could have. Just when I was breathless, I nudged her into the shower.

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