Page 31 of Matrix

“Don’t drop the soap, babe.” He grins while handing it to me.

“Or what?” I intentionally let it slip through my fingers.

“Now you’re going to have to bend over and get it.”

“You’d better behave.” As I lean forward, I know he’s going to do something. I’m not surprised when he grabs my hips and rubs his semi-erect cock against my ass.

“I already want you again.” His husky tone tightens my nipples. I’m wet, both inside and out, and I need him too.

“Then what’s stopping you?” I ask coyly.

He rubs his cock against my slippery folds before sliding deep inside. I brace my hands on the tiled wall to keep from falling over. There’s nothing slow or sensual about how he’s taking me. My breasts bounce as he pummels me with savage thrusts. I spread my legs wider, giving him everything he wants. He takes it all and more. Circling his fingers over my clit, he plays with me until my toes curl.

“Oh, God. Matrix!”

“Be a good girl, and come on my cock.” He bites the side of my neck before licking away the pain. The added sensation isn’t anything I’ve ever experienced. Who the hell knew that pain could lead to even more pleasure? I don’t understand how that’s possible, but it is.

“Fuck,” I moan as I grind back, rubbing his shaft against that spot that always sends me into the stratosphere.

“You’re so tight.” He buries his cock deep before flicking his thumb back and forth over my clit. He’s not moving anymore, and it’s driving me completely insane.

“Matrix, please,” I beg.

“You want this?” He pulls back before slamming his hips against my ass.

“More.”

He keeps the hand teasing my pussy in place while using the other to grab a fistful of my hair. Treating me like his own personal fuck toy, he plunges into me over and over until my knees shake, and I can’t take it anymore.

“Oh, God. Yes!”

I lose my footing as my legs buckle. He grips me tightly, holding me up while still fucking me from behind. The intensity of my orgasm is too much. I try to escape his powerful arms, but it’s impossible. I’m coming so hard I’m sure I’m going to black out.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he moans.

His cock spurts as he fills me with his release. Last night we talked about protection but found out we don’t need it. We’re both clean, and I’m on birth control. With nothing between us, the sex is so incredible I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to walk away from it. Eventually, I will, but not anytime soon.

We take turns soaping each other up before rinsing off. He gets out first and then hands me a towel. We dry off in comfortable silence. Part of me wonders why I didn’t try to seduce him before, but I know the answer to that. I’m an undercover agent. He’s a criminal. It would never work between us.

“Breakfast, then let’s get to work.” He pulls on a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. I do the same.

After devouring pancakes, eggs, sausage, bacon, and waffles, I’m sure my pants will burst at the seams. At least I’m not hungry anymore.

“Let’s set up in my office.”

“Okay.”

We head into his newly remodeled office. After he almost died on the floor, they had one of the prospects, Tucker, tear out the carpet and replace it with wood. It’s a deep mahogany, and it suits him. Two large windows overlook the river below. Floor-to-ceiling bookshelves cover the wall behind his desk. His chair looks very modern and extremely expensive. Two French-inspired fabric-covered chairs give visitors a soft place to sit. I drag one of them next to his chair to watch him work.

“I’m going to cast my computer to the TV on the wall, so it’ll be easier to see.” After a few keystrokes, his desktop appears on the large screen, which takes up most of one wall.

“Where should we start?” I ask.

“I’ll show you everything we’ve got on Blackstone. With a fresh set of eyes, you might see something we missed.”

“Let’s do it.”

We spend the next several hours pouring over video footage from Blackstone’s ranch. He sends photos of everyone coming and going from the property to my email so I can send them through facial recognition software. Our FBI file on Blackstone already contains most of this information, but we may have missed one of these people.

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