Page 19 of Tattletale

“Lance—”

“I’m dead serious.”

Her eyes widen and she holds my gaze.

“A small ceremony,” I continue. “Just Vesper, Linc, Eden, and Callen. Our family as witnesses. We won’t be married in theeyes of the American legal system. But we will be in the ways that actually matter.” I look down at her, smiling. “When we’re back, we can ask Vesper to marry us. Eden can take you dress shopping. Linc’s my best man, and Callen can walk you down the aisle. It’s not your dream wedding, but—”

“Are you sure?”

I nod. “So fucking sure.”

She covers her face with both hands and then leans into my chest. “Maybe we should fuck first, to make sure the sex isn’t awkward.”

I laugh. “Doesn’t matter. If it is, then we’ll have awkward sex forever.” I shrug like it’s no big deal. But it’s kind of crazy for Cricket to think we’d be anything but perfect together.

“I love you too, Lance.”

I widen my eyes. “Thank you.Goodness gracious, you took your sweet time saying it back. And?” I arch my brows.

“And I really want to be your wife.” I can’t tell if it’s the steam of the shower making her cheeks red, or if she’s blushing.“Wife…I never thought someone would call me that.”

“Has a nice ring to it,” I say playfully. “I’m home,wife.Where’s my martini? What are we making for dinner,wife?Did you buy yet another pair of shoes,wife?”

She scowls. “Do you think we’re getting married in the nineteen fifties?”

I laugh. “Apparently. I don’t actually know what husbands and wives do together if they are undercover assassins. I’m sure we’ll figure it out.”

“We could start with this...” Cricket drops to her knees, then grabs at my pants button. She unzips me and runs her hand over my briefs, along my hard shaft. “Oh, thank God,” she murmurs.

“What?”

“I was going to lie to you even if you were small, but I’m pleased that when I tell you you’re gargantuan, I can mean it.”

I laugh, clutching my chest. “You sure know how to ruin a moment, C.” I scoop her up by her elbows, bringing her back up to her feet. “But here’s the thing… A man sees a beautiful woman like you, and I know the first thing that’s on his mind. What you can do for him. How good you can make him feel.”

“And that’s a bad thing?”

“I’m going to do this differently.” I kick off my pants and sit down in the shower, back against the wall. I grab Cricket by her hips and pull her so I’m eye level with her clean-shaven pussy. “Let me show you what I can do for you… Hold my shoulders tightly. You’re not going to be able to feel your legs in a minute.”

She does as I ask, digging her fingers into my skin. I hook one of her thighs over my shoulder as well. Then, I plunge my tongue right into her wet pussy. She gasps in shock, then follows it with a sweet, feminine moan that I’ve never heard before. Probably because I’ve never had her like this.

I ignore her clit at first, dipping into her, fucking her violently with my tongue until I taste her pleasure and feel her legs start to tense. “Come on, C. I thought you had more endurance than that. Don’t tell me you’re about to come.”

She threads her fingers through my hair, then makes a fist, tugging my head back and trying to position my tongue on her clit. “Not even close,” she sasses. “Try harder.”

I chuckle and duck my head back down. She groans in irritation as I smile against her swollen outer lips, teasing them with the tip of my tongue. I plunge in again.

“Ah…oh, fuck.”She smacks the wall. “You’re in the wrong spot.”

“That’d be more convincing if you weren’t moaning like a cat in heat.”

“Lance,” she begs.

“Be patient,” I say, kissing her inner thighs softly, until she relaxes a bit. Reaching around, I rub the curve of her ass,spreading her cheeks so I have deeper access. “Good girl. Stay nice and wet for me. I need you dripping. This pussy is way too tight. You’re not going to be able to take me, baby.”

“I can take you,” she gasps out. “Start with your fingers.”

I plunge one finger into her soaking heat.

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