Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 63763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
“Keep moving like that,” I warned against her swollen mouth, “and you're gonna end up bent over this desk.”
Bex rolled her hips again, deliberately this time. “How about laid out on top of it?”
“Can’t wait,” I growled as I raised her hips so I could free my cock from my pants and shove her shorts and panties to the side enough to expose her hot center. Slowly, I lowered her onto my dick, shuddering at the wet suction pulling me deeper. “Fuck, baby. You’re soaked. Want to live inside this pussy.”
The pleased sound she made went straight through me, and I lost all control. I squeezed her hips hard enough that I was gonna leave bruises, but it only made her moan. She clenched tight around me as I began to guide her up and down.
“Corbin,” she whimpered. “I need you.”
“I’m all yours, baby.”
I sped up my movements and punched my hips up each time I slammed her pussy down on my rigid shaft. “Fuck!”
Bex threw her head back and cried out as I filled her over and over. “Corbin! Yes!”
“That’s it, baby. Ride me. Fuck, yes!” My mouth latched onto her neck, and I groaned as I sucked on her soft skin.
Her channel spasmed, squeezing the hell out of my cock. She screamed my name as her climax crashed over her.
The sound of her pleasure and the throbbing of her pussy sent me right over the edge right after her. “Fuck! Bex! Oh, fuck!”
My seed poured into her and I grabbed her ass to hold her against me, trying to keep every drop inside.
I caught her hips, held her still over my cock, and took one final kiss while both of us fought for breath. Her forehead rested against mine, and the smile touching her lips told me she enjoyed testing my control.
Eventually, the aftershocks faded, and our breathing began steady. When she stood on shaky legs and my still half-hard cock slipped out, I had to stop myself from diving right back in before Sunday morning disappeared beneath several hours of showing her how thoroughly I could claim her.
I scooped her into my arms and carried her to our bathroom to shower. Which was how we lost the rest of the morning anyway because I fucked her twice more before we finally shut off the water.
Later that afternoon, Bex returned to her coursework while I worked. The study stayed quiet until Bex cleared her throat and pulled my attention away from the screen.
“I want to go back to dispatch for the evening shift.”
I frowned. “No.”
“The system is mirrored, the privileged accounts are locked down, and the department needs experienced people inside while Dad sorts out who he can trust.” Her expression stayed calm because she had clearly prepared the argument rather than letting frustration lead it. “Besides, going back under controlled conditions might make whoever is doing this do something that helps us identify him.”
It was harder to argue when she fought with logic, but her safety would always overrule anything. “You’re asking me to put you inside the building where someone accessed your records, copied a garage credential, and tampered with your car.”
“I’m asking you to put me at my console with my dad in the building, you monitoring the network, and enough Black Castle Security people outside to invade a small country.” One corner of her mouth lifted. “I’m not asking to drive myself there and slip in through a window.”
“Good, because your SUV is still disabled,” I grumbled.
Her eyes narrowed. “We settled that last night.”
“Security stayed.” Only because I hadn’t removed the remote access yet. “Conversation improved.”
A blush moved through her face at the reminder of exactly how that conversation ended, but she refused to let me distract her. “Black Castle secured the system. I know the department’s rhythms, and you said my observations have helped.”
“They have.”
“You also told me you trust me.”
“I do.”
“Then trust that I’m not trying to prove anything by being reckless.” She leaned forward, her eyes steady on mine. “I’m asking to do the job I’m good at inside a plan you build. This is important to me, Corbin.”
I hated that she was right with an intensity usually reserved for active threats. Letting her go back would give us the chance to observe how the narrowed pool reacted to her return. She wasn’t demanding freedom from protection, she was asking me to make the protection strong enough for her to contribute.
“You don’t leave the secured communications floor without me, Raines, or one of my people.”
Her eyes brightened, but she didn’t interrupt.
“Don’t confront anyone, even if you recognize something. You tell me, and you let us handle it.” I held her gaze until I saw complete understanding. “And if I say the shift ends, you walk out without arguing.”
“Agreed.”
I sighed and called Raines to tell him what Bex wanted, listening to the sheriff release a weary breath that suggested he’d expected the fight before I did.