Page 53 of Beyond the Badge: Crew

He wanted her underneath him, squirming and meeting him thrust for thrust. Crying out his name, encouraging him to fuck her harder.

He shoved that vision out of his head.

Focus, asshole.

He turned. “I’m approving for you to go undercover to make a buy. One. And if you do that successfully, I’ll consider you to do more.”

She smiled.

He scowled.

So much for getting Williams to remove her from his team.

Weak motherfucker.

He yanked the door open, strode through the house and back out of it as fast as he could.

Otherwise, he was going to turn around, grab her, throw her over his shoulder and toss her onto Fletch’s bed, then fuck the hell out of her.

Until they couldn’t think straight.

Until they were exhausted and sweaty.

Until they were both satisfied.

He didn’t slow down. Not when he got to his bike, not when he threw his leg over it, or when he strapped on his half-helmet.

He rode the hell out of there like the devil himself was chasing him.

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Of coursehe had left her no instructions.

Not where to do the buy. Not how much to buy.

He didn’t even leave any federal money for her to do the buy.

Even though he was on days-off, she tried texting him.

A few times.

Enough times to be a menace.

But still… he ignored each and every one of her texts.

So, her first night back to work, she went and did surveillance again at Landry’s Laundry.

By the end of the night, she was ready to give Crew what he wanted by quitting because it was so damn boring.

But fuck that, she’d never quit.

No way would she let him win.

He wanted her to leave, not because he didn’t think she could do the job. Not because of who her father was.

Because he wanted her.

And he didn’t want to want her.

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