Page 59 of Spy With Me
Because he’d fucked her asshole with his finger beforesliding the plug inside. It would be his cock before this whole thing was over.He would imprint himself on her.
He picked up one of the condoms he’d placed on the preptable because that was one thing he wouldn’t do to her. He wouldn’t leave heralone with a child. She would be a loving mom, but it wouldn’t be with a fatherwho was dead or in prison. Like his parents had been.
Fuck. He wasn’t thinking about this now.
“Zach, I…”
She wouldn’t do this to him. She wouldn’t let him get tothis point and then kill the play. “Do I need to gag you? I don’t think I wantto hear anything from you butyes. If you can’t do that, then maybe weshould rethink.”
Her head tilted, and he saw the frown on her face. “Touchy.I was going to ask where you got all the toys. I was curious, babe. I wasn’tstopping the play. I’m the daughter of a rival syndicate, and my cousinchallenged you. The only way to make her see you’re the biggest mafia kingaround is to fuck me hard, to make me your little sex slave. But I’m alsocurious about the toys.”
She was going to kill him. He moved back between her legs.If she was his little sex slave, then he wasn’t going to waste more time. “Ikept a bug-out bag and some other important things in a storage locker in DC.Lacey helped get me back into the States after the Canadian debacle. I happenedto have a kit there. I don’t know why, but I brought it with me. Now hushunless you’re going to say something super dirty. Do you have any idea how muchI want to fuck you?”
Her pelvis tilted up slightly, the sexiest invitation he’dever gotten. “I think you want to make me pay for everything my cousin has doneto your family. It won’t work. I’ll find a way out.”
She needed this. She needed this to be play. In some waysshe wasn’t lying. Not about the find-a-way-out part. But if it made her feelbetter to make him the bad guy… Well, he was the bad guy. If it made her feelbetter to make him a mafia bad guy instead of the spy who broke her fuckingheart, then he would do it. His cock ached being so close to her. He movedbetween her legs, one hand stroking down her back as he admired the pinkshadows on her ass, proof of his discipline. “There is no way out. I’m not givingyou back. You won’t see your family again, Devi. You belong to me now, andyou’ll find out I don’t let what belongs to me go. Ever.”
He lined his cock up to her pussy and pressed inside.
The groan that came from his chest felt like a pressurerelease valve turned on. So much tension, and it melted away now that he wasinside her again. She was so fucking tight. He could feel the plug drag againsthim as he worked his way fully in.
She gasped and wriggled as she tried to get used to him.“Zach…”
He put a hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place.“Don’t move. This is my time. You feel so fucking good.” He pulled out slightlyand then thrust slowly back in, letting the sensation soak into his veins. Thiswas where he wanted to be all the time. Whatever he’d felt for any other womanit was nothing compared to her. Devi was both the trip and the destination, theperson he wanted to be beside forever. Wanted to play with forever.“Tymoya. Nezabyvay,chtotyprinadlezhishmne.”
You are mine. Don’t forget you belong to me.
“Yatvoya,”shereplied.
I am yours.
Forever. He wanted forever. He pressed in and pulled out,controlling her with one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her hip.He closed his eyes and saw her the way she’d been that first night. Like him,she’d felt the chemistry between them. The magic. She had looked at him like hewas important. Like he was everything she ever wanted in a man.
He fucked her, relishing in every gasp and groan that camefrom her mouth. He wanted to make this last, but he couldn’t. She felt toogood, too perfect. Like home.
He felt the moment she tightened around him, and he was agoner. He groaned and lost all control, fucking her with a mindlessdetermination. The pleasure was a wave that took him to a place he never wantedto leave.
He fell over, his cheek against her back, his cock slidingout of her pussy.
Pure peace. It was what he felt when they were like this.
“Zach, I don’t want to stop playing. I think you shouldclean up your little sex toy and we should have dinner and pretend like youdidn’t kidnap me. Lacey can’t know. She might try to save me.”
She was definitely going to be the death of him. “I wouldn’tlet her. I told you. You’re mine.” He reached down and cupped a breast, lovinghow soft her skin was, how hard her nipple got. “So I will pretend,dorogaya. But when we close that door tonight,you’ll be mine again.”
Unfortunately, she was right about the time. It was gettingclose to dinner, and Lacey would be looking for them. She’d sent him a textthat something important had happened and they would need to talk.
Now that he thought about it, he was surprised she hadn’tlooked for him already.
He kissed the nape of her neck and stood. “Hey, anythinginteresting happen while you were in town?”
He moved to the trash can he set up for this occasion,pulling the condom off and tossing it aside. He would need to get them both ina shower before dinner, and he certainly wasn’t turning on the hose they usedon The Fabulous Miss K. One day Lacey would tell him what the K stood for.
Devi seemed perfectly content to lay on the bench, her cheekturned so he could see one side of her pretty face. Her eyes were closed, and asilly grin was on her lips. He wanted to see that expression on her face everyminute of the day. “We bought a bunch of feed stuff and then I went to abookstore and got some books on folklore. This creepy guy hit on me at the bar,but I went to the bathroom and that’s where I saw all the pictures.”
“Creepy guy?”
She sighed as though her fun time was truly over now thatshe’d heard his jealous tone. She managed to move her hands off the hook underthe bench, but then she stopped and winced. “If I move too much this plug iscoming out.”
