Page 65 of Skin In the Game (The BlackWater)

Maddie stood beside Becky leaning on the rail staring at the massive screen in front of her. There were four other screens to the left and right showing the body cam footage of the eight agents as they waited in position for the order.

She could tell Becky was both nervous and excited and truth be told she was too though she was keeping her composure much better. They’d been standing there for almost an hour now, just watching, while the agents did nothing but wait.

Maddie clenched and unclenched her hands. She wasn’t a patient person, not really, Blackops had taught her patience but it wasn’t a lesson she’d wanted to learn and truth be told messing with Cole seemed to be undoing all of that because every time she was with him and he was teasing her, forcing her to wait, to beg for his touch he was making her less and less tolerant, less and less patient.

So here they were, waiting.

Douglas sighed standing on her other side and she smiled. He was probably one of the most patient people she’d met but even he was getting frustrated.

“Anyone want a coffee?” She asked and they both nodded. “I’ll make sure they’re extra strong.”

“That’s why we love you Maddie.” Becky said as she walked past Brandon and out the door.

She walked from the main Incident Room down the corridor and put in the code for their private team area. She realised then that she was getting used to it, the darkness, the lack of natural light, even the heighted security. It was all starting to feel normal. She thought back to Homewell, to how open it had all been, how anyone could just wander into anyone else’s department and start looking through cases and paperwork and it felt so alien now, so amateur.

“Why aren’t you in the Incident Room?” Cole asked looking at her and she jumped slightly.

“Just getting everyone coffee.” She said.

“So nothing’s happened yet?” He asked.

“Nope. Brandon thinks we’ve got a good couple of hours before anything kicks off.” She stated.

“Interesting.” He replied and she frowned slightly because she knew that tone in his voice.

She shook her head. “Not a chance. They’re expecting me back with steaming mugs any minute now.”

“Then you had better be quick hadn’t you.” He retorted grabbing her arm and pulling her into his office.

She looked around quickly. She’d never been in there before, never had a reason too. The room was sparse like every room at BlackWater. They didn’t like personality, didn’t like personal objects and Maddie liked that approach.

There was a big desk in the middle, with a monitor and on it and nothing else. The chair behind looked bigger, more comfortable than her own though that didn’t surprise her. Apart from a black fabric couch the rest of the room was bare.

Cole punched in the code at the door before turning to watch her and she narrowed her eyes.

“Seriously?” She said.

“Shut up Maddie. You don’t have time for arguments.”

She rolled her eyes.

He walked up to her grabbing her face and kissing her and she gasped kissing him back. He didn’t often kiss her but every time he did it was like a tsunami rushing right through her. And every time she cursed what a great kisser he was because it always had the same effect, leaving her dazed and weak at the knees like some silly school girl and not a grown woman, a strong woman, a woman that didn’t need a man, that didn’t need anyone.

He yanked her shirt up out of her jeans then undid them, yanking the zip down aggressively as his wrapped his tongue around hers. She found her own hands on his belt, undoing it though she hadn’t consciously reached down there. He yanked her trousers off and then ripped her underwear and she internally groaned knowing that as usual they would be beyond repair. He undid her shirt quickly yanking it open to reveal her bra before lifting her up. She did it instinctively, like her body was moving beyond her conscious control, she wrapped her legs around him and he slammed her back into the wall. His tongue was still in her mouth, still caressing hers. He reached down, undoing his trousers before plunging hard into her.

She cried out throwing her head back.

“Scream as loud as you want. This room is sound proofed.” He half ordered half said to her and she wrapped her legs tighter, pulling him harder into her and wanting him to feel the strength of her for a change. He held her by top of her thighs where they reached her arse cheeks as if he understood what she was thinking, as if he was appreciating the strength of her too.

He started thrusting, thrusting hard and she moaned throwing her head back again and half banging it on the wall.

“I’m never going to tire of fucking you Maddie.” He groaned as he continued to thrust into her and she stared at him, watching his face, watching the intensity of it.

“Touch yourself.” He said and she swallowed before moving a hand down onto her clit. He watched her as if fascinated, watched as her fingers circled herself, rubbed herself, touched herself. He thrust slower then, wanting to appreciate it, wanting to see how she made herself come.

She moaned as she watched him watching her and he carried her from against the wall onto the couch while he knelt on the floor to position his body over hers.

“Keep going.” He said as she went to stop and he began thrusting harder again. She threw her body back against the cushion her legs fell more splayed now and he could see his dick sliding in and out of her like an artwork.

And then he took over.

He couldn’t take it anymore, couldn’t take the watching, the waiting. He wanted her to come, he wanted her to be screaming already and he rubbed her clit hard, harder than she had and she screamed then.

“Scream louder Maddie.” He ordered as he rubbed harder still and pounded into her.

“Fuck.” She screamed and then it hit her and she locked her legs around him again, pulling him tighter, making him feel as her body contracted, as her body orgasmed.

He came not able to hold it anymore and losing all control as he groaned falling on top of her.

He lay for a moment, listening to her breathing and feeling momentarily confused because he’d never done that, never lost control, never let someone take it from him.

He opened his eyes meeting hers and he stroked her face. Her lips looked so inviting and he wanted to kiss her again. He could feel his heart pumping and could feel hers too from where he was half lying on her.

She watched him as though confused and he got up and pulled his trousers back up. She got up too grabbing her own clothes and seeing that her knickers were no longer wearable.

“Here’s a souvenir for you.” She said holding them out and he smirked before taking them from her. She yanked her jeans back on, careful not to catch her skin in the zip before doing up the buttons on her shirt. She’d been gone ages, she knew it and there was no way in hell the rest of the team wouldn’t notice.

“You’d better get back Maddie. They’ll be wondering where you’ve got too.” He taunted as he put his code back in to unsecure the room and she half glared at him before walking out.

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