Page 65 of Operation: Silent Angel
“I know, but it’s not fair to you,” he began, but she interrupted him.
“It’s fine, Sam,” she repeated. “I love you, and honestly, I was happy to be able to help.”
“You’re always understanding, and I know you appreciate the importance of my work, but that doesn’t mean it’s fair to you.”
She turned to face him and pressed a kiss to his lips. When she pulled her lips from his, she leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Sam, don’t look for an issue where there is none. If you didn’t do what you do, you wouldn’t be the man you are, and I wouldn’t love you as I do, interruptions and all.” Then she kissed his cheek and took another sip of her champagne. She pointedto the wall behind them, where sweet treats had replaced the hors d’oeuvres that had been there earlier. “Let’s go see what diet-busting desserts they have out. I hope there’s a sinfully rich cheesecake.”
“With strawberry sauce,” he added with a smile.
“Or chocolate sauce,” she said.
***
Shepherd dipped his finger into the chocolate sauce that pooled around the base of the cheesecake square. He set the plate back to the nightstand before he swirled his finger around Diana’s left nipple. She lay naked on the bed beside him. The beautiful gold dress she had worn was on the floor, just steps inside their room, where he’d taken it off as soon as he’d closed the door. His clothes lay beside the dress.
After bidding Madison and Cooper good night, who were driving home, Shepherd and Diana retired to their room. Neither had sleep on their minds. The lovemaking they shared had been intense, connecting, uninterrupted. And now, they lingered, enjoying these romantic and sexy moments that normally eluded them at home.
Now that her nipple was properly coated, Shepherd took his time licking the chocolate from it. From the sound of Diana’s pleasurable sighs, she wasn’t done yet. Rarely did they have the opportunity to go several rounds. He would make this time together memorable for her. He dropped his hand between herlegs, and his fingers joined in, arousing her further. His other hand cupped her right breast, his fingers kneading the nipple in time with his tongue and his fingers between her legs. He was surprised when, after only a few minutes, she cried out, her body tensed, and a deluge of fluids coated his fingers between her legs.
He left a wet trail of kisses down her abdomen, his mouth claiming his prize. The nub of raw nerve endings tasted wonderful, and he was rewarded with a strangled gasp as he drew it into his mouth. He blew a hot breath over it and then his tongue attacked it with a concentrated assault. Diana’s back arched from the mattress as her breath came in loud, breathy draws, laced with a few curses and his name repeated several times. She was close to another release. He thrust two fingers deep inside her and circled them wide. Just how she liked it. He loved that he knew how to make her scream. And she did scream, a tortured sound that accompanied another surge of fluids, her core becoming a vise grip around his fingers.
His arousal came back with a rock-hard erection at the sight and sound of her forceful release. He was rewarded with an extremely tight, steamy, drenched core. The sensation on his cock as he penetrated her was incredible. It never got old, never felt anything less than heaven. A choked moan unconsciously escaped him from the feeling of perfection that surrounded him.
Diana’s mouth was wide, still gasping in pleasure. He kissed her, swirling his tongue around the inside of her mouth, matching the movements of his cock buried fully inside her. Then he sucked on her tongue, then her bottom lip before directing his attention to her ear. He knew she loved to feel his breath tickleher ear, loved to feel his tongue trace over it before his focus drew wet kisses down her neck and over her collarbone as he thrust in and out of her with all he had.
He did not disappoint.
Diana was blinded by the explosion of stars behind her closed eyes. She felt numb once the tightening of every single muscle in her body released with the heart-pounding orgasm that left her spent, floating in a daze, every part of her identifying with overcooked spaghetti. She felt incapable of movement, just as her mind was incapable of thought. It was an incredible place that you could only be brought to by someone you completely loved and thoroughly trusted.
She finally managed to open her eyes as she came back to consciousness. Sam’s cock still throbbed deep inside her, a sensation she loved. His weight was settled on her, his face beside hers, cheek to cheek, his still ragged breaths in her ear. She felt his heart thundering against hers, which was still pulsing wildly.
They had sprinted at full-speed and now they were coming down. They’d both sleep soundly tonight. Diana closed her eyes and invited unconsciousness to overtake her.
Shepherd fell asleep, succumbing to the relaxation that was as intense as the love they’d made. When he awoke in the morning, nearly in the same position, his gaze wandered over her beautiful face. She still slept. His erect cock slid back into what was still a dripping wet core that welcomed him. He watched the expression on her face as she woke, change from the neutralexpression while she slept to an erotic smile, realizing he was inside her and she’d enjoy a morning of erotic fulfillment. The first sound she made was an aroused moan. Her eyelids fluttered open. Her smile was sexy, which made him even harder.
“Good morning,” she said. “My favorite way to wake up.”
“Not too bad for an old man, huh?” he said and then kissed her.
“No, Colonel, not bad at all.” Those were the only words she got out before he claimed her mouth.
They spent a lengthy morning in bed, enjoying each other long after their erotic physical activity. It was a small luxury to linger in bed talking. They only got up when Diana’s stomach growled, and Shepherd agreed he was hungry. After a quick shower, they headed to the formal Generals’ Restaurant on the lower level of the hotel.
They were sat at a table in the corner, per Shepherd’s request. He sat with his back to the wall, as usual. Diana took the seat to his left, her back also facing a wall, ignoring the menu placement by the host that would have sat her across from him. Their server brought coffee and croissants and invited them to go up to the buffet. Which they did. After they returned with plates loaded with decadent and savory breakfast offerings, Shepherd’s phone vibrated with an incoming text message.
“I’m sorry. I have to touch bases with Cooper,” he said.
“We’ve had twelve uninterrupted hours. I’m not going to complain,” she said with a smile before taking another bite of her food.
He took the call there at the table. Diana was privy to all Shepherd Security business. She usually only half-listened. Hearing only his side, Diana deduced it was just a routine check-in. Three of the teams were in the field, and it sounded as though he was getting updates on their mission progress. Alpha Team was in the office, minding the shop while they were away.
“Hold on while I review it,” Shepherd said. He took his phone away from his ear and looked at the screen, accessing his email to read something that had been sent to him.
She kept eating. She’d devoured her first serving before Shepherd was off the phone.
“I’m sorry that took so long,” he said.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
