Page 48 of No More Lies

“Diane.”

His voice held warning, but she ignored it. She wanted her husband. She wanted to not think, to not worry, to not be sad. For just a little while. She just wanted to feel loved, to feel wanted, to feel seen. Her hand tugged on the towel, and it dropped to the floor. Her eyes still on his, she grasped his cock, now fully erect, so beautiful and hot. Stroking him up and down slowly, she caressed the tip with her fingers.

Steve growled, then moved his hands to her face, bringing his mouth down on hers. The kiss was hard, almost aggressive, but she welcomed it. She matched the stroke of his tongue, hungry to feel him, to taste him. His hands moved back to her waist, and he picked her up, practically throwing her on the bed. She gasped, but then he was on top of her, kissing her again. His hand went under her tank and cupped her breast. She arched into him, pushing deep into his mouth.

Breaking the kiss, he yanked at her shorts and pulled them down, along with her panties. Then he was between her legs. His cock rubbed against her clit. His face was tense; he was still upset. There was nothing gentle about this lovemaking, but she didn’t care.

She wanted him however he was willing to give it. She needed him inside her, needed that connection. She wrapped her legs around him, urging his hips forward. His hands braced on either side of her head as he lifted himself over her.

“Lift up your top.”

He had growled the words, and she did as he asked, lifting the flimsy tank to reveal her breasts. Immediately, he took one in his mouth, sucking so hard she almost cried out. Then he took the bud between his teeth. She thought he might bite it, but he stopped suddenly, let it go, and gently licked it.

The abrupt change in passion tore into her emotionally. His hand slipped between them, and he placed his cock at her opening. When he lifted his head, catching her gaze, her gut wrenched at the conflicted emotions on his face, knowing she was the cause.

Without warning, he thrust into her. She grabbed his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin as she held on. Then he shifted slightly, his fingers going to her clit, and he rubbed it hard as he continued to thrust.

Oh, God, yes! Her body trembled, her insides grasped him every time he thrust a little deeper, not wanting to let him go. When his thrusts got faster, she bit her lip to hold back a groan. His fingers brought her to the edge.

Raising her hips off the bed, she rocked against him, forcing him even deeper. She threw her head back on the pillow and let go. Her whole body convulsed as her orgasm ripped through her. Steve pulled out, then he surged into her a final time with his own release.

Neither of them moved, both breathless, hearts racing. She wanted to hold him, roll on their sides and spoon. She went to do just that, but Steve pulled out of her and pushed himself up on the bed.

“Steve?”

“I got to get dressed.”

“Come to bed. Just for a little while.” She reached out, tried to grab his hand, but he pulled away.

His face held pain and anger. “No.” He cut the air with a hand. “Fuck, Diane. We shouldn’t have done that.”

“Steve, we’re husband and wife. We made love. There’s no shouldn’t about it.”

He bent to pick up the towel.

“That wasn’t making love. It was just... fuck... I’m sorry.” He walked to the closet, disappearing to get dressed. Diane curled onto her side as reality came crushing down around her.

Moments later, she heard the bedroom door open and close. Burying her head in the pillow, she let the tears roll.

***

“SO, THE HOTEL WAS A bust?” Dex asked Ryan.

“Volkov checked in under an alias. We found him on camera, briefly, but he already checked out. Nothing else on the alias he used.”

The team were back in the war room, getting increasingly frustrated.

“And the shipment?”

“One VV truck has been to the airport but was drop off only,” Kelly answered. “No trucks have entered for pick up yet. It could still be there.”

“Bingo!” Mackie looked up grinning. “It is still there! Well, the shipment that was logged from the private plane has not left the airport yet. It’s being stored in a warehouse. Good news is there is only one warehouse that is used for any dangerous loads, away from the main passenger terminal.”

Dex faced Sam. “We take it now, at the warehouse.”

Everyone waited silently for Sam to make the call. Dex understood searching a warehouse at a US airport wasn’t exactly what Onyx should ever be doing. The orders had been to secure the sarin before it got on US soil, but it was too late for that. If it had been anything but sarin, they would alert the authorities and let them do a formal search. But if the buyer, or Volkov, had someone inside the airport, and they got tipped off, the consequences could be deadly.

Sam faced the team. “Do not get seen. Gloves, masks, do not leave a trail. Understood?”

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