Page 40 of Valentine's Day Treasure

“It’s going to take forever to get back to our room,” Beckett whispered between kisses.

“We can’t do it out here,” Cerise breathed.

“Right. Come on, darlin’.”

Beckett kissed her one last time, then pulled her gently but steadily toward the room, adjusting himself in his pants several times, swearing softly and walking stiffly. Cerise couldn’t help but giggle at that, and in very little time, they were inside their room with Beckett kicking the door shut.

Beckett backed her against the wall just inside the door, then he kissed her, and while they were making out, she pulled her dress up to her waist, revealing her panties.

He ran his hand down her body. “Easy access, I like that.”

He caged her in with his body, leaning to take her lips roughly, then he wrapped his hands around her thighs and lifted her up against the wall. She wound her legs around his waist, meeting him kiss for kiss.

“I knew you would,” she told him, breathy, panting. “It’s why I bought the dress.”

He growled and nuzzled her neck until he took her lips again. She ran her hands up under his shirt. “Take it off me,” he rasped, helping her. When his chest was bare she dipped her head and kissed his skin while he ground against her.

“I’ve been waiting all day to get you naked,” he rumbled.

Ella’s pendant was around Cerise’s neck and she unclasped it, tossing it to the dresser, then she took off her sweater and dropped it to the floor. He growled approvingly, thumbing her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

Beckett released her to stand, and then he kicked off his boots. He crowded her against the wall, then dropped to his knees and put one of her legs on his shoulder, kissing her through her panties, making her suck in a breath. He kissed her, teasing her, moving the lace to the side and breathing on her.

“Mmmm,” he said, his lips right on her, making her hips thrust forward. After the day they’d had, it was too much for her to handle.

“I’m going to come already,” she whispered. She pulled at him, wanting him inside her when she did. He stripped her panties off, then stood and kissed her, making sexy growly noises deep in his throat. He dropped his pants and lifted her with his strong forearms, then lowered her onto him, inch by inch. Cerise moaned and cried out, then dropped her head to bury her face in Beckett’s shoulder, not wanting to be too loud.

He eased her lower and lower, until he was as deep as he could go, and then he lifted her slowly, then lowered back down just as slow, thrusting on the downstroke. Cerise ground against him, gripping his shoulders as he thrust and withdrew, picking up speed and force.

“You feel so fucking good,” he gritted out, eyes closed, working her over.

Cerise buried her face deeper into Beckett’s neck, crying out as an orgasm rocked her. He thrust into her several more times, and then he stiffened.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Beckett groaned, and he came hard, deep inside her, holding her close.

They recovered together, Beckett still holding her up, as their breathing and their bodies calmed. He let her down, quickly went and found a towel and gave it to her. She wiped herself up and righted her clothes and put the pendant back on under her sweater.

Beckett gave her a lopsided smile and took his hat off, then rubbed the back of his neck. “That was hot,” he said.

She smiled and he put an arm around her shoulders. They squeezed past the bed together, to the tiny bathroom to clean up.

After a bit, they left the room holding hands, and when they made it back to the restaurant, they slipped back inside without anyone noticing they’d been gone.

“I wanna dance,” Cerise said.

“Alright, let’s boogie.”

They went to the dance floor as a slow song was playing and Beckett pulled her in close. Cerise rested her head on his chest as they swayed back and forth.

Trevor passed them and Cerise watched him curiously. He opened the front door and Troy came in. Cerise gave him a small wave and Troy smiled at her, which made her laugh, because it was such a scary beautiful smile, with all those sharp teeth.

“Fun day,” Beckett rumbled.

“So fun,” Cerise said. “The best day ever.”

20—Home

Cerise sat at the table, buffet dishes and glasses stacked all around, watching Ella, Trevor, Graeme, Heather, Trent, and Troy leave out the back door. It was almost midnight and those six were going to head home, while Beckett, Cerise, Crew, Dahlia, Mac, and Bruin planned to stay the night. Crew and Dahlia had gone back to their room a few minutes ago, and Mac and Bruin were already conked out on the couches in the suite. The plan was that Trent and Troy were going to come back and spend the night for extra security, after they’d seen the other team safely home.

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