Page 36 of Viral Justice

“Is my lock that easy to pick?” he asked Stone. She sat on the bed with her feet tucked underneath her.

“Yup.”

If she was trying to get under his skin, she was succeeding.

“Did we have something else to discuss?” he asked, because he wasn’t going to assume she was here for a repeat of last night. He really,reallyhoped she was, but he’d learned long ago that it was never safe to assume anything.

She smiled at him.

“Drop the towel, Colonel.”

As much as he wanted to drown himself in her, it was also dangerous. He swallowed. “This is highly inappropriate. We should’ve discussed it last night.”

The selfish part of him wanted to take what she was offering with both hands. He could numb the pain of his broken pieces with pleasure.

“No one saw me,” she said in a husky tone that turned his cock to stone.

She looked so damned innocent in her pajamas, the same pair she’d worn last night. Then she bit her lip and stared at the tent his cock had pitched with the towel around his waist. “Come here,” she whispered.

“Your father is going to shoot me himself,” Max said, his voice gone to gravel as he came to stand in front of her.

“No, he won’t.” She pulled the towel away and dropped it on the floor. “He likes you.”

“Enough to look the other way if we get cau...” His brain short-circuited as she went down on him. Her mouth was hot, wet and tight around his cock, and when she pulled back and sucked,hard, he lost his mind.

Somehow his hands were tangled in her short hair, guiding her to take him a little slower than she would have. “That’s it, Ali,” he said as she lifted her head, her tongue doing illegal things to his cock. “Holy fuck, don’t rush, let it build.” He looked down and met her gaze, her face flushed and hot, and there he was on the edge of an orgasm he knew would wreck him. “Ali, stop. I’m going to—”

She did the opposite, taking him even deeper than before, one hand stroking his balls while she watched him from beneath her lashes.

His brain hazed over as he came.

She pulled her mouth off him and finished him with her hands.

When he recovered enough to make sense of what just happened, he shook a finger at her. “That was naughty.”

Ali laughed, and the sound of it, relaxed and happy, gave him another buzz of pleasure. He’d made her feel that way.

He wanted to keep that smile on her face for as long as possible. “Stay right where you are.”

She tilted her head to one side as he backed away into the bathroom, then came out only seconds later with a wet cloth to clean them both.

Her quizzically amused expression didn’t change as she asked, “What are your orders, sir?”

“I,” he said, throwing the cloth into the bathroom then returning to the bed, “want to return the favor.” He put his hands on her hips and slid them up, pulling her top up and over her head. Then he knelt in front of her and did the reverse, taking her pants off.

He sat her on the edge of the bed, slipped his fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs. His mouth followed his trajectory, kissing her belly and sucking on the tender skin over the point where her thigh and pelvis met.

Ali gasped and her legs came around his shoulders. “I had no idea that was an erogenous zone.”

“Hmm, I’m making it my mission to find them all.”

“No argument here.”

At least in the bedroom they agreed on things.

He moved closer and closer to her sex until he had her clitoris under his tongue and lips.

Her breathing became deep yet choppy and he knew she was close. “Give it to me, Ali,” he whispered. “I want all of you.”

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