Page 34 of Special Agent Isabella

“You stole it?” A twinge of delight made her gloat over his atrocious move. “How did you get past her?”

Tanner straightened as if she’d attacked him unreasonably. “Me? An agent for the Federal Bureau of Investigation? No way. Iborrowedit while the lady lay passed out from the sleeping pills she used. I knocked, and when she didn’t answer, I tried the door she’d left unlocked. Wanting to be sure of her safety, I tiptoed inside and spied the bottle on her dresser next to her phone.”

He chuckled when he saw the approval she couldn’t hide. “Only for a little while… so I can install an app giving us access from our phones.”

Nodding with agreement, she added, “So… you figure we need to keep track of her activities too?”

He grinned and reached out his hand. “See… and you always believe the worst in me. Where’s your phone? Let’s get you hooked up too.”

In a few minutes, with his Spy app in place, they each had access to Leslie’s data, her calls, outgoing messages, and more. Both breathed a sigh of relief knowing they had control.

“Now, we’ll be aware if she pulls any funny business.” His satisfied expression made him appear hotter than hell, and her stomach clenched.

Needing to be as far away from the hunkster as possible before her burgeoning appetite overwhelmed her good sense, she spoke firmly. “Fine. You can leave now.”

“Not so fast. I believe we have something else to discuss.”

“Look, playboy, I don’t want to talk about what happened between us earlier. It was a mistake; one I have no intention of duplicating… so just go.”

“Oh, Bella. I never realized that our innocent smooch had been on your mind so much.” His tone of voice sounded like warm, melting honey.

Instantly seeing red, her eyes drilled his and she sneered, intending to belittle his remark. Before she could, he continued.

“I was referring to our situation with Demi and her new boyfriend. Tell me everything.” With his knowing smile igniting her patience, she blasted him with her next line.

“Out!” She stood at the same moment as he shot up and their bodies touched innocently. Both stopped dead. Her nostrils flared with the spicy aroma that always wafted around him and had earlier intoxicated her senses.

Weak, unable to move, she wilted. Her arm slowly lowered. His hands moved to encase her neck and lift her face to his. “I love it when you’re so prickly. Makes me want to tame you even more.”

He leaned close. She expected to feel his mouth on hers but that’s not what happened. Instead, he kissed her cheek, his lips soft and warm… and ever so gentle. Never leaving her skin, they wandered to the side of her chin and then lower down her neck.

Rather than pulling away, she stayed limp, giving his mouth access while her mind delved into the sensations of having his breath teasing her suddenly heated body.

His hands trailed over her shoulders now, having lifted her long hair from his path. Once his arms surrounded her body, he slowly brought her up close, holding her tight. Their bodies aligned from chest to chest and groin to groin until there wasn’t an inch left open between their two frames.

Combustion flared, like electric shocks from an overloaded outlet spreading out of control. Passion erupted inside her, and rather than follow her brain’s screaming commands to push him away, she listened to her heart. Overriding common sense, it whispered to her…explore the attraction. Let him have his way.Curiosity kept her pliable. She did nothing but respond.

Had she always had a secret wish to taste him, to let him close? Knowing he had some kind of power over her, for years she’d put space between them on purpose. Unwilling to let him be aware of her weakness, she’d kept it hidden, even from herself.

Why now?The thought clamored until all thought died.

His kisses grew more heated, and she whimpered, a sound that broke loose before she knew it would be heard. He backed away… oh, not his whole body, just his face. “Do you want this to happen? If not, call a halt. I’ll do what you want. But if I’m allowed to speak in my own defense, I’ve always known—”

“Oh, just shut up before you ruin it.” Her lips met his willing mouth, and she kissed him quiet. That was the last coherent thought she had.

When he lifted her in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist. She ground herself against his hardness, delighted with his arousal. When he laid her on the bed in front of him, she closed her eyes and lay there, breathing hard. And when he followed her down to cover her writhing form with his body, she sighed in pleasure.

Finally.

From that moment on she lost track of their every move until his lips were suddenly kissing her naked breasts. How he’d divested them both of half their clothing, she hadn’t been aware so caught up as she was in his wicked tongue.

As soon as his lips followed his hands to her chest, that’s when her tender nipples gave her away. Only one other time had she orgasmed from the attention paid to those erogenous zones, and that had been as a young teen, having the first boy touch those unexplored, totally protected gems.

Experiencing such a wondrous sensation had been an eye-opener for a young naïve girl. Needless to say, she’d always hoped to have that same experience again, but years had passed with no luck. Until now.

As soon as his lips began to suck at her nipples, her whole body lit up with responsive thrills that left her groaning with pleasure and weak with desire.

As if he sensed he’d brought her to the brink, he moved his hand lower, inside her panties and searched through the dampness to give her fulfilment.

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