Page 12 of Spy With Me
She liked it rough. If he’d had worries she didn’tunderstand the word, they were overwritten now because he wasn’t holding backand she was taking it all beautifully. “You’re not fragile, but you need tounderstand that there’s a place for sarcasm, Taggart. I know it’s your family’slove language, but I don’t want it here. Not when I’m trying to get to knowyou.”
“Yes, Sir,” she offered sweetly.
The sarcasm was part of her DNA, but there was a well ofsweetness in this woman that it seemed like no one had tapped yet, had beensmart enough to wrap around himself and get warmed by. “What did you like aboutthe scene we watched?”
Another smattering of slaps across her backside. Her skinwas getting a hot sheen to it and yet there was nothing but a restlessness toher slight movements. As though she wanted more, wanted to tempt him to giveher everything.
“It was raw. It was real. They didn’t hold back. Well, Carysdid at first, but then she went for it. I don’t know. It gave me some hope forthem,” she admitted. Her hand wound around his ankle, steadying herself for theblows she knew were coming.
He gave them to her. Hard smacks that had her stiffening andreleasing, breathing unsteady gusts of air. He liked the honesty. All she’dbeen willing to tell him before was she found it hot. So he now felt betterabout asking the questions he was interested in. “Did you like the ménage?”
Her hand moved on his leg. “Yes.”
Another smack and then he caressed her, tracing the redspots with his fingertips. So pretty. “Is it something you’re interested in?”
“I don’t think that’s for me, Sir. I like watching it, butI’ve never wanted to participate. I think I’m a one-man woman. Unless you havesomeone in mind.”
Three smacks. He did not. Actually, the thought kind of madehim violent. He’d spent a whole two hours with this woman, and he was alreadypossessive as hell. “I’m definitely a one-woman man. I can’t handle two subs,and I would struggle to share with another dominant partner. I’m not thatpatient or tolerant. I’m going to touch your pussy, sweetness. Spread your legsa little.”
Her hand tightened around his ankle but she did as he asked,her thighs spreading slightly so he could get his hand between her legs.
And then there was zero doubt she liked what he was doing toher. Her feminine flesh was soft and wet and practically begging him to take ataste.
Not how he’d meant his night to go. He’d thought he wouldmaybe spank a sub and send her on her way and meet up with his brother in thebar after. Sometimes he went with Coop and Kala to get burgers or waffles afterthe night’s play. He hadn’t meant to spend the evening with a woman asintriguing as Devi.
But he was going for it. And fuck the whole one-night thing.He wanted more.
He stroked her pussy, lightly at first, and watched as herbreath hitched and she moaned lightly, hips shifting to accommodate him. “I’mhere in Dallas for a couple of weeks. At least until we ship out again, but I’mgoing to be honest with you, I’m thinking of changing things up and living herein Dallas for a while. Coop has an empty room, so there’s space for me.”
“Really?” she asked quietly.
He couldn’t read her yet, wasn’t certain thatreallywas a good question or adamn, I thought I wouldn’t have to see you sooftenquery. He found her clit and ran a finger over it, gently and thenwith more pressure. “Really. So if you’re serious about the whole one-nightstress relief thing, we should think about this. I’m worried if I get a tasteof you, it won’t be enough. I don’t want to pursue a woman who isn’t interestedin anything but one night.”
Who the fuck was he? This was insane. He should be running,but his whole body was focused on one thing and one thing only—her. “Yeah, Iwork for more than one team, but Ian’s told me if I want to pull back, he canmake it happen. If I’m only working for this team, then there’s no real reasonfor me to be located in DC. I like it here. And when I say here, I mean thisclub. I mean I like these people.”
He worked at her clit, gently pressing and rotating whileshe squirmed on his lap.
“I think that sounds nice, Captain,” she replied.
He liked the way she called him captain. Even if he couldlose it all easily, he liked the way she said it. “So maybe we’re not bound bythis whole one night of stress relief?”
He wasn’t sure he could walk away from her no matter whather answer was. He might take his chance and hope he was good enough in bed tobring her back at some point.
“I have a lot of stress,” she said, her palm running up hiscalf. “It could take you days and days to relieve all of my stress. Maybeweeks.”
He felt a smile cross his face and he withdrew his hand,smacking that pretty ass one last time. He had not started his day thinking tofind a sub—a girlfriend—but he liked the thought. It was way too early, but hegot the feeling this relationship was going to be intense. They would eitherburn out or maybe if they were lucky, find something lovely. Either way he wasgoing with it.
“Then we should get started.”
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Devi’s ass felt like it was on fire, and she liked it. Hercaptain didn’t play around. He went for it. So often she had to coax a Dom intogoing hard, but Zach seemed to know exactly what she needed. She’d longed forsomeone who would push her boundaries, but what she’d found was she wasconstantly pushing theirs, and it didn’t work. Not so for Zach Reed. He didn’thold back, and that did something for her.
Except when he stopped stroking her clit right as shethought she would come. Shitty timing. Or perfect timing given he was a Dom andthey liked to fuck with a sub. He lifted her up and kind of tossed her lightlyin the air, turning her over and catching her in strong arms. Her sore asslanded against his forearm. His muscular forearm that she kind of wanted tolick, but then she wanted to lick every inch of this man.
She was naked in his arms, and it felt fucking perfect.There was no awkwardness. She should feel awkward, right? It wasn’t like shehadn’t had sex or even some fairly kinky sex before. She’d had boyfriends overthe years, but she’d never once felt this spark, this instant connection.They’d been in each other’s circles for two years, but it was like someoneflicked a switch on and the world was brighter, better, more exciting. This waswhat she heard about, read about in romances. It might not be true love, but itwas chemistry, and she was here for it.
And he wanted more than a night. She could do that.
