“Either way, we have time for planning that later.” He nipped at my neck. “Now, I want to fuck you.”
“Hmmm. I was going to get some bacon.”
He bit me harder.
I gasped, loving the prickle of heat from his teeth.
Then, he licked where he bit and went down to my breasts, sucking on my nipples. His touch was exhilarating. It was tender and controlling at the same time.
“Oh.”
He licked at my nipples. “You’re going to give me this pussy, Agent Barron.”
Taunting him, I whispered, “Am I?”
He toyed with my nipples. I arched up as all the sensations shot straight between my thighs.
“Oh, baby.” I clenched my thighs. My clit throbbed with hunger. My body woke alive with anticipation, excited to experience all the things that he could do to me.
“Now, it’s oh baby? What happened to your need for bacon?”
“I want you to fuck me now.”
“Perhaps, I no longer want to fuck.”
I hit his back. “Not funny, Agent King.”
“Maybe, I’m hungry.”
My eyelids lowered with desire. “What are you hungry for baby?”
“Your pussy.”
The throb between my legs grew to an almost unbearable level.
I spread my thighs wide.
“I’m going to lick your pussy until you beg me to fill you with my cock.” And he stated it as if it wasn’t a question. He lifted his hand to my face and cupped my chin. “And I won’t give you that cock until you moan.”
My insides melted from his demand.
He kissed me, searing his words on my lips.
I moaned against his mouth.
A lust-filled fog took over my mind.
My body hummed with excitement.
Lowering, He slipped his mouth along my body, kissing a line down my stomach. I spread my legs even wider.
“Don’t forget what I said, Agent Barron.”
My skin heated with lust.
“I won’t,” I whispered.
“You must say please.”
“Please.”
“It’s too soon.”
“I don’t care. Pretty please!”
As soon as his mouth brushed against my aching folds, my heart raced.
I gripped the carpet next to me. “Baby!”
And I knew that soon I would be begging for his cock. I was right on the edge, needing more than his tongue, but enjoying it just the same.
“Oh, baby,” I groaned. “Please! Please!”
He played with my pussy, twirling his tongue all over my clit. My thighs shook against him. I stirred, unable to control myself.
And I begged. My voice went hoarse. My pleading rose high.
I hoped to God my mother had already left the kitchen. Had she not, then she clearly heard her daughter begging for cock over and over until my gorgeous man finally gave it to me.
I craved this man. I yearned for him from deep within my soul. Sometimes, the strength of my desire for him scared me. But as the ring lay heavy on my finger, I knew I had nothing to worry about.
Alexander was not Sean. He loved me. He didn’t want to hide me from the world; he needed to officially claim me.
He rose from my pussy. “What did you say?”
My voice lowered. “Please.”
Climbing back up to me, he groaned, low and deep. And then he bent closer, his lips near my mouth. He was so goddamn intoxicating. “How do you want this cock?”
A shiver spread through me at his power play. “Any damn way I can have it.”
“Hmmm.” Fast, he flipped me over.
On my hands and knees, I shrieked. “So, you’re going to fuck me on the floor?”
“Yes, and I’m going to shove this cock deep as I smack your ass.”
I licked my lips.
Slowly, he bent over me. His strong body smoothed against my back. The stubble on his chin brushed my cheek. And his lush scent—so sexy and masculine—surrounded me.
My entire body shuddered with anticipation.
He smacked my ass.
“Oh.” My pussy throbbed.
He rubbed my ass, kneading his finger along the plumpness. “Do you like that, Agent Barron?”
It took a minute to regain my voice. “Maybe.”
A dark laugh left him. He gave my ass another tender swat.
“Oh.” My pussy grew wetter.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes,” I panted.
“Naughty.” He slipped his hand down my ass and then slid his fingers into my pussy. “My fiancé is nice and wet for me.”
“Very much.”
“This makes me want to marry you tonight. There’s nothing on this earth better than the welcoming warm pussy of the woman I love.”
I giggled. “So romantic.”
“My cock surely thinks so.”
He stroked my clit, his fingers skillfully teasing and taming my body. Pleasure crawled up my frame. A hot yearning for more wound deep within me.
And then his fingers left.
I almost begged for them to come back.
Until his cock pushed through.
I cried out, “Oh!”
“Yes.” He pumped into me. “Say that again.”
“Oh!”
I was soaked in lust. With hot precision, he pushed into my wetness.
“Oh, baby. Don’t stop.”
“Never.” He grunted, gripping me harder and thrusting deeper. His hands dug into my hips, and he held me so hard as he filled me.
He pounded my pussy. Meanwhile, he gripped my hair with one hand and pulled my head back a little, letting me know who was in complete control.
“Oh, God.”
“There is no end to us.”
“Never.”
He fucked me so good the rest of the morning. Hard. Fast. So hot, I swore flames overtook me.
When my orgasm flooded me, he came too.
Together, we groaned in ecstasy, lost in the rocking. And this climax was more intense than any other. Today we had dedicated our hearts to each other.
What could make us hornier than that?
Coming all over his big cock, I soared in pleasure. And damn if he didn’t fly with me. Damn if he didn’t hover over the earth too. There were no limits with him.
Our bodies continued to collide into the other.
The force of my orgasm tearing me open.
Moving me out of my body.
We moaned,
groaned,
and shuddered together.
Chapter 38
Champagne
Alexander
A Week later
Our time in Bali had been amazing. I spent most days fucking Haven until my body went weak with exhaustion. In between those moments, I got to know her mother. Stein and Richards even extended their stay. I doubted they would return to the unit until we came back.
We all waited on the news of Haven’s status.
Until then, we played around the island—just a group of fun-loving tourists, having a blast.
However, tomorrow the ease of our trip might end. My father and mother would be landing in the morning. Father said he had news of Haven’s status. I hoped for the best. I really didn’t want to curse my father out on a beautiful island.
There would be no separating of Haven and me. She had to be in the unit. Stein, Richards, and I would fight for her ability to stay.
And what if they still push to have her out? Then, I’m leaving. I’ll go where she goes. She’s my future wife. What else would I do?
Haven called out from the bedroom. “Where are we going again?”
“It’s a surprise, and I told you that three times already. Stop being nosy.”
“Will Brett and Tina be—”
“No. Only the newly engaged can come. That’s us.”
“I think they’ll be engaged too. Brett told me he was considering it, but maybe in a few months.”
I arched my brows. “Hmmm. He didn’t tell me. I wonder why?”
“Because you can be uptight with him. He’s been your best friend for how long and you still call him by his last name?”
“But that is his name.”
She laughed and stepped outside of the bathroom.
Haven was breathtaking. Stunned at her beauty, I gazed at her. She wore a tight red dress with high heels. She’d curled her hair. Her long black hair twisted and twirled around her face. She’d added beautiful color to those lips and eyes. While her makeup was unnecessary, I enjoyed it when she did.
“Agent Alexander King in a designer suit.” She snapped her fingers. “Damn, you know how to knock me off my feet.”
I smirked. “And every time I think you can’t look more gorgeous, you surprise me.”
She blinked. “Good.”
“Good indeed.” I walked up to her and moved her hair to the shoulder. “I have a surprise for you.”
“I love surprises.”
I pulled out the velvet box from my pocket and handed it to her. “Here.”
She opened it and gasped. “This is so beautiful.”
“Every time we walk by that little jewelry shop, you’re always looking at this necklace.”
It was a heart-shaped Swarovski Pendant encased in a beautiful butterfly. The beauty of the necklace went well beyond the timeless design. It was masterfully crafted to shine and sparkle.
“Baby, I can’t believe you noticed.” She lifted it out of the box and gazed lovingly at the necklace. “I just thought it would be too much of a splurge.”
“It isn’t.” Walking behind Haven, I kissed her and then placed the necklace on her. “Every time you feel this against your skin, I want you to think about me.”
“That won’t be hard. You’re always on my mind.”
I let my hands wander down her soft skin. “Beautiful.”
She turned around, got on her toes, and kissed me.
Her mouth was so delicious. I came close to ending our plans, stripping off her dress, and fucking her in the bedroom. I had to pull myself away. “Let’s go.”
She panted. “Okay.”
I licked my lips, took her hand, and led us away. Every few steps, I checked her out from my side view, relishing every enchanting curve.
I escorted her to our rental. “Do you have any idea where we are going?”
“No.”
I grinned. “Some agent you are.”
“Really? I should be doing investigating on our vacation?”
I smirked. “A good agent is always in the know.”
“Whatever.” Smiling, she stared out the window. Her eyes were wide and dreamy as she drank in the island’s exotic scene. “I love it here.”
“We don’t have to leave.”
“We do.”
“Why?”
She frowned. “Because the world needs us to catch monsters.”
“That is correct, but maybe we could wait for a while.”
“No.” She shook her head. “The monsters won’t wait.”
I let out a long breath. “Correct again.”
Twenty minutes later, we pulled up in front of a tiny black building. The valet nodded and came over to my side.
I gave him the keys, left the car, walked over to Haven’s side, and opened it. “After you my lovely fiancé.”
“I can get used to this.”
“You better. I’m going nowhere.” I gave her my arm and led her forward. “So. . .this evening will be different from a typical dining experience.”
She arched brows. “How?”
“We’ll be naked.”
She stopped walking. “Excuse me?”
“This is a clothing free place.”
She laughed. “That’s funny. For real, tell me what this is. Be serious.”
“We’re getting naked, Agent Barron.”
“In front of a bunch of waiters and—”
“No. The chef will have everything prepared for us and set on the table. Our dining will be private.”
“O-kay.”
I winked at her. “I just wanted us to do something wild and fun before my father arrived and ruined all the fun. He’s pretty uptight.”
“Gee. Now I know where you get it from.”
“Not funny at all.”
She shrugged. “Are you serious about the getting naked part?”
“Very much.” I led her forward. “We deserve it, after all we’ve been through. Let’s have some fun.”
She let out a long breath. “You’re right. Let’s go for it. . .I think. . .”
The doorman greeted us, and we were directly shown to a private room inside the luxuriously decorated restaurant. Music played. It was a sensually classical song with an edgy twist.
When we entered the private room, Haven blushed. “This is nice.”
“You didn’t know what to expect?”
“I had no idea what we were going to walk into.”
It was a small space, with a single chandelier light illuminating the center of the room. A long table had been set up with food and wine. Lovely smells rose in the room.
On the other side was another table made of soft leather.
She scanned the place. “There are no chairs.”
“None. We’re going to sit or lay on the leather table.”
“Have you been here before?”
“Besides this morning, when I booked the place and had them show me the room, no.”
“You’re crazy. This is so unexpected for you.”
“Good. I wanted to show you that our love will never get boring.”
“Alexander, I doubt you will ever be a boring husband.”
I shut the door. “Good. Now take off your clothes.”
She opened her mouth in shock.
“I’m going to feed you first, and then I’m going to fuck you, and then I’m going to feed you again.”
She laughed and scanned the place. “And so. . .no one is going to come in?”
“We have that button over there.” I pointed to it. “They’re to supply us with anything we need—food, champagne, towels, condoms, lube—”
“Whoa. Hold up.” She giggled. “You did not come up with this idea.”
“Well. . .”
“Whose idea was this?”
“Perhaps, Stein dragged me here and convinced me that this was a good idea to shake things up.”
“Oh my God. We don’t need any shaking.”
“It doesn’t matter. We’re going to try it.”
She laughed again. “O-kay.”
Stein also thought that I had been too quick to propose. I disagreed. Haven was more than a catch. She was my destiny. My soul mate. My future wife. One didn’t take their time, messing about. A smart man acted fast and put a ring on that finger immediately.
I prowled over to her and went to her back. “Do you need help?”
Her voice lowered. “I do.”
I lowered the zipper on the back of her dress.
She cleared her throat. “Are you nervous?”
“About getting naked with you?”
“No, about your father.”
I paused from the zipper. “Yes.”
“Why?”
“I don’t want him to bring bad news.”
“He won’t.”
“If you have to be assigned somewhere else—”
“Then, we’ll make it work.”
“I don’t want you out on some other case, being hunted by some psycho that I don’t know about.”
“You can’t protect me all the time.”
I growled, “That ring says otherwise.”
She let out a long breath. “Everything will be fine.”
“You’re right.” I slid down her dress. “And that’s because we won’t be separated.”
“I just hope that. . .we still get to see each other regardless.”
“I’m not playing.” I walked around and stopped in front of her. �
��If you have to leave, then I go too.”
She grinned. “Your father won’t let you leave.”
“He has no choice. If he wants me to chase more monsters, then you’ll need to be by my side. I don’t trust anybody else with the task of being my partner.” I drank her in. She wore a pink lace bra and panties. “I would go crazy without you by my side.”
She lifted her hands to my jacket.
I moved them away. “You’re not completely naked yet, Agent Barron.”
“So, bossy.”
“Get used to it.”
She undid her bra and dropped it to the floor. “I’m not taking anything else off until I see some muscle.”
I wrenched off my jacket and lay it on the long table. Then, I took off my shirt.
“You are cut from God.” She tried to touch me again.
I moved her hands away. “Panties.”
She pouted but did as ordered.
I didn’t take my eyes off her as she stepped out of those panties. “I hope you’re not too hungry.”
“I won’t be if you take off those pants.”
I grunted. “Get on the table.”
“And what will I be doing there?”
“I’m going to put my cock in your mouth.”
She grinned. “That sounds like a lovely appetizer.”
“Damn.” I unzipped my pants. “I wonder if I will be able to marry you several times.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“It may be.”
She bit her bottom lip. “I had no idea how nasty you were.”
“Once all work is done, one can only play.”
“I love the way you play.”
I brought out my thick cock, engorged with the need to be inside her. I could practically see her mouth-watering, watching her swallow as she eyed me with expectation.
“Thirsty?” I grabbed the bottle of champagne out of the bucket, picked up a knife, and then used the back of the knife to open it. Bubbly liquid dripped down the glass when the bottle popped, and I aimed it over my cock.
“Come here,” she whispered.
I brought my cock to her mouth.
She turned to it and sucked the length inside.
“My God. You’re driving me crazy.” I poured a little champagne into her mouth while she sucked me.
She licked the champagne off my cock.
No regrets. Not one.
Unable to deal with her sucking, I pulled my cock out, set the bottle on the table, and took her. “Why did I think we would eat while you were naked?”
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