Under Pressure [IAD Agency] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Laurie Roma

  Jason pulled out and rammed his rock-hard shaft back into her tight pussy, grinding his hips, testing her readiness to ensure he wouldn’t hurt her before he pulled back and finally, finally let go. Hips pistoning, he pounded his length over and over again, plunging her depths like a conquering warrior.

  Bella let out a surprised, strangled scream as another sharp climax blew through her like a blowtorch. She braced her hands on the headboard in front of her to keep her body from moving as Jason used the full power of his body to continue to drive into her.

  Bella chanted Jason’s name over and over. Her muscles tightened and released as she rode the crest of her explosion. The slight bite of pain of his enormous cock pushing into her tight pussy made her edgy, filling her with a desire for more. Pleasure and pain blended so seamlessly that they culminated in a fire so hot she was burning alive.

  “So good, Jason, you feel so good. Please don’t stop.”

  A primitive need to claim her pounded in his bloodstream, demanding he take her, leaving him unable to do anything but give over to the overwhelming need. Jason drove every inch of his hard cock into her, hips slamming over and over, a continuous pounding that matched the frantic rhythm of his heartbeat.

  Their skin glistened with sweat, and Jason watched her pale skin shimmer in the early morning light as he tightened his grip on her hips, forcing her to take all of his invading cock over and over again.

  “Come again,” Jason finally managed to get out, growling in pleasure so acute it bordered on insanity. “Come on me, baby. Let me feel you. Come again, Bella.”

  Bella’s body shuddered, and she gripped the headboard so hard her knuckles were white with the strain. “Oh God, it’s too much.”

  Jason continued to jerk her body back onto his cock as his hips pistoned forward fast and furious.

  “It’s not too much. Never too much. Take it, baby. Come again. I’m gonna come. Come with me. Bella, come with me.” It was a plea and command in one.

  Bella’s vision blurred as she gave herself over, eyes going blind, her whole body shook as absolute pleasure claimed her, making her scream. “I love you, Jason. Oh God, I love you. I love you!”

  Jason’s grip tightened on her hips, holding her impaled on his shaft as her body bucked and shuddered against his, and he roared as the greatest pleasure he had ever known consumed him. Slamming forward to drive his cock up as far as it would go, he ground his hips and emptied himself inside her, spurting streams of fiery semen over and over into her womb.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Bella’s body hung limply in Jason’s grasp, her head hitting the mattress. Jason rolled to his side, taking her with him, their slick bodies hitting the bed with a thud. Both of them struggled for breath, hearts beating wildly.

  They lay there, covered in sweat like participants of battle, tired and beaten, and yet Jason had never felt better. In that moment it was as if everything in his life had simply clicked into place and became utterly perfect. It was like being one with her, and he couldn’t bring himself to leave the haven of Bella’s body. He lay there, his large body spooning her, still buried deep inside Bella, almost in the same position where they had begun.

  Hearts slowed, breath came easier.

  They hadn’t used a condom. For the first time they had been together they hadn’t used any protection, and Jason couldn’t force himself to give a damn. He had made love to his woman. Never before had he fucked a woman without protection before.

  Christ, nowadays you have to all but boil and disinfect someone in order to fuck them without a rubber.

  Until Bella.

  Nothing could have prepared Jason for the feeling of being flesh to flesh with her. He felt a primitive satisfaction that surprised the hell out of him. When she had challenged him, demanding that he fuck her or let her go, he had felt something inside of him snap.

  Hell no, letting her go was not an option.

  He had been so careful with her, wanting to show her his softer side, prove to her that he could love her gently, tenderly like she deserved, but she had challenged the beast within him and had taken everything he had to give and more. Damn it, he felt like beating a fist against his chest, letting out a war cry, and doing it all over again. Maybe it was better because he loved her, but the feeling was indescribable.

  Christ, he loved her. Body, heart, and soul. She had become his world. And she had said she loved him, too. Not wanting to leave her body, he had to force himself to slowly pull out of her heat and roll her onto her back so he could see her face. He wanted, no, he needed to see the truth in her eyes.

  As Jason leaned over her, gray eyes searching, he seemed wary with an uncertainty she had never seen before. There before her was hope, apprehension and a longing that took her breath away.

  “Did you mean it?” Jason’s low rumble was so soft she barely heard it.

  She knew what he meant. She knew she had screamed out her love for him when she came, unable to contain the words inside her as they came together in passion. Her own eyes filled with tears as she met silver swirling with emotion. Bella reached her hand up to stroke the side of Jason’s face. God help her, she loved this man with everything in her. Jason’s eyes closed briefly as he pressed his face fully into her palm before opening once again, eyes now flat, holding back the emotional storm she had seen just seconds before.

  Courage, have courage.

  “I love you, Jason,” Bella whispered, her voice shaking with feeling. “I love you so much it scares me.” His nostrils flared, and his gray eyes darkened with emotion. “You make me feel normal. I’m not broken with you. I can’t even begin to tell you what you mean to me. I never thought I could feel this way. I love you.”

  Need sparked to life deep inside Jason. A need he didn’t know he would ever feel. Need of this woman by his side.

  Forever.

  “Marry me.”

  Bella’s eyes went wide, her lips forming a perfect O. Jason’s jaw clenched and released. Shit, he didn’t mean to just blurt it out like that, but now that he had, there was no going back. The seconds ticked by like hours as he waited for an answer.

  Bella tried to speak, swallowed, then whispered, her voice small, “Do you…do you love me?”

  All of the tension he was feeling was released in a laugh. “Bloody hell, woman, I want you to marry me! Yes, I love you. I wouldn’t ask if I dinna love you, lass. Bella…” Jason struggled to find the right words. Damn it, he would do this right. He knew she needed the words and he was determined to give them to her.

  “I know that this is fast, but I do love you. I love you so much I can barely breathe sometimes. I’m a hard man, but you make me feel alive again. You make me want to be a better man. I know I’m not good with telling you how I feel, but do I love you. And I won’t hesitate to tell you every day. You’ve become my world, and I don’t want to live another day without you knowing I want you for my wife. Say yes, Bella, just say yes, and I will love you for the rest of our lives.”

  Bella smiled, and the tears overflowed. “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Oh God, yes! Yes!” she yelled as she flung herself up at him.

  Jason fell forward into her tight embrace. Like a dream, he shifted his large body, spreading her thighs wide, and slipped inside her again.

  Bella’s breath caught as she felt him push deep. Her body was slick from their earlier love play, and he slid in easily, her body accepting him as if she were made just for him.

  “I love you, Bella. I love you,” he repeated as he buried his face into her hair. Jason closed his eyes and enjoyed how right it felt to be with her, inside her.

  She ran her hands up and down his back as he loved her so tenderly it brought tears to her eyes.

  He couldn’t stop touching her, hands sliding possessively over her beautiful, lush body. He trailed kisses over her neck and settled back over her mouth, claiming hers in a heated kiss, pouring all the love and desire he felt into the connection.

  He forced
himself to love her slowly, with deep sensual strokes, wanting to show her just how much he loved her. He pushed deeper and deeper, wanting to fill her completely, wanted her to take all of him inside her body.

  Lips met, tongues danced, breaths sighed.

  He wanted it to last forever, wanted to feel her body trembling with pleasure beneath his.

  He felt her muscles contract on him, squeezing his cock with exquisite pressure. “Tell me, tell me again,” he demanded. Letting out a low moan, she called his name, whispering her love, and came on a cry. Only then did he let himself go, and he emptied himself deep inside her.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Bella woke a few hours later and knew that Jason was gone. After they had made love, they had drifted back to sleep until Jason got a call. He had kissed her lightly and told her that he had to go. Bella murmured for him to be careful and that she loved him before succumbing to sleep once more.

  Feeling refreshed, she rolled to his side of the bed and breathed in his scent. Running her hand along his pillow, a sparkle caught her eye. On her ring finger was the most beautiful diamond ring she had ever seen. It was a brilliant princess cut diamond set in platinum with little diamonds running along the length of the band. With a startled cry, she sat up so she could see it clearly.

  Of course.

  She laughed lightly. He had just asked her to marry him hours ago, but of course he already had his ring on her finger.

  Holding her hand close to her chest, she felt love surging through her. Jason must have put the ring on while she slept.

  That man, her man still had problems with emotional situations. She imagined that he had given her the ring while she slept to avoid getting mushy again. Oh, he has a lot to learn, and she would be the one to teach him, she thought with a smile.

  * * * *

  Jason had a large study on the other side of his apartment, and he preferred to do most of his business from the dominion of that room. It was actually two spacious rooms that he had modified to create a meeting area and a private office in the back with access from only one entrance. High-tech equipment mixed with plush comfortable chairs and settees in an informal meeting area that looked as though it belonged in an elegant gentlemen’s club and a huge conference table and leather chairs at the far end room for more formal meetings. Thick carpeting and soundproof walls ensured privacy of conversations within this inner sanctum.

  Set on the interior side of the apartment, there were no windows to the outside world. Even though all the windows of the building had thick, bullet-resistant glass, nothing was bulletproof, and in his profession it was always better to be safer than sorry.

  In addition, all of the doors in the apartment were thick steel frames with dark wood overlay that could withstand a battering ram, but this room, his sanctuary, was fully protected with reinforced walls as well. One wall of the great room held an impressive collection of ancient weapons, which Jason could wield with frightening accuracy and precision, artfully arranged around an enormous fireplace.

  A large opened doorway led to his official office with his formal desk and computer systems. Hidden amongst the dark panels of wood was a hidden elevator that no one knew about and a safe that would take a team of professionals days to crack. He took the information he handled very seriously and did everything possible to ensure that it remained secure.

  Sal, Rock, Adrian, Slade, and Brett Michaels sat with him in the informal meeting area as they went over the data that had been collected on Victor Dane. Brett had just come back from an assignment overseas and wanted in on the details.

  Tara and Tony were busy down in headquarters trying to hack into any available cameras around the area to find a shot of Dane’s transportation or perhaps even a license plate to go on. It was just a matter of time before they traced him to wherever he was hiding.

  No one escaped them for long. Victor Dane was a dead man walking.

  Jason hated waiting. Dealing with terrorists wasn’t easy, but at least there was usually a method to their madness. Power, greed, and corruption were addictive incentives for nefarious characters, and like the old adage stated, there was very little honor amongst those leading a life of crime. Patience was important in their line of work. No matter what, Jason always got his man, but this was entirely different.

  This was worse.

  Jason hated that Dane was in the same city as Bella. Hell, he hated that Dane existed in the same world as Bella. But that would end soon. He would find Victor Dane. And when he did, he would kill him. What made this even more difficult was that Victor was harder to trace because he was just plain fucking crazy. Crazy psychos were less predictable than regular criminals, but still they would find him.

  Then Jason would end the threat against his woman.

  Automatically tensing at a sound in the open doorway, Jason only had a second before Bella ran into the room and threw herself onto him, kissing him passionately. His arms immediately wound around her, holding her to him as he kissed her back with matching enthusiasm.

  Rock, Adrian, and Slade coughed to cover their laughter, leaving Sal to grumble alone. Brett Michaels just watched them with considering and curious eyes.

  Bella pulled back to smile at Jason. Shafts of desire surged through him just by looking at her, making his cock press against the zipper of his jeans. Christ, she was beautiful. Her smile soothed his soul, made him ache to touch her, and filled him with love.

  The men had never seen Jason so unguarded. They were absolutely shocked at the tender expression on his face.

  Jason gently pushed Bella’s hair behind her ear and ran a hand down the silky length. Another cough had his fierce eyes swinging back to his men. His face once again became void of expression, cool gray eyes freezing them with a glare.

  Bella finally acknowledged their audience, not in the least embarrassed by her behavior. Feeling like the old Bella, loving Jason made her feel free.

  “Good morning, gentlemen! Sal, Mama wants you to call her. She said you’ve been avoiding her phone calls and not to make her come back here just so she can give you a piece of her mind.”

  Sal muttered under his breath, making Bella lean over and smack his arm.

  “Salvatore Moretti!”

  “I’ll call her!” Sal grimaced as Bella frowned at him. “I swear, I’ll call her.”

  “Good. Maybe then she’ll stop calling me every ten minutes.” Bella tried to get up, but Jason held fast. She gave him a cute little frown until he let go and got up to move around the coffee table to kiss Sal and then Slade on the cheek, saying hello. To her amusement, Slade actually blushed.

  “Oh my, twins!” Bella sucked in a quick breath of surprise as she saw two dangerously beautiful men. They were identical except for their hair. One had his head shaved, and the other has short dark brown spikes. Both had arresting green eyes, but where one wore a wicked grin the other remained stoic. She was charmed when both of them stood to say hello to her. Bella was busy taking in the view with pure feminine appreciation until Jason’s growl had her shaking out of her stupor.

  “Oops, sorry,” she muttered. “I don’t believe we’ve met. Hi, I’m Bella.” Her lighthearted grin lit up her face, and she stuck out a hand to each in turn.

  “Adrian and Ryan Savage, ma’am. But you can call me Rock. Everyone does.” Rock allowed his face to relax, staggered by the sheer beauty of her smile. He was a quiet man and preferred to blend into the background. With his shaved head and bruiser physique, most people steered clear of him and would rather approach Adrian, the more outgoing twin.

  They were big men and standing between them was like standing between two boulders. Bella knew by the look on their faces that she utterly shocked them when she went up on her toes and pulled each down to place a kiss on his cheek, starting with Rock.

  Ignoring their astonishment, Bella continued. “Please call me Bella! I know you guys were watching over my parents. I can’t thank you enough. I feel so much better knowing you were watching o
ver them.”

  Just like that, their hearts were lost to her. Bella was like a ray of sunshine for these men, these warriors to be around. She was a bundle of energy, and her very presence made them want to smile.

  Sal laughed at their expressions, earning a frightening scowl from Rock.

  Bella turned to the last man in the room and was startled when he pulled her close to kiss her right on the lips causing Jason to snarl.

  Ignoring Jason, the man continued to hold her close. “Bella, I’m Brett Michaels. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you. Jesus, Mac, you’re a lucky SOB. She’s beautiful.”

  Brett was a big man who looked more like a dangerous felon than someone who helped Jason head up an antiterrorist taskforce. Even with one arm in a brace, he looked more than capable of doing damage. Bella mentally shrugged as she figured it took all kinds to do the jobs they did. He might look scary, but his dark brown eyes were kind as he smiled.

  “You can let go now dammit,” Jason ordered through clenched teeth, making the group laugh again.

  Oblivious to the chaos she caused, Bella continued to smile at the group as she easily removed herself from Brett’s hold and moved back to Jason, where she was immediately hauled up to his side. Her lips twitched with amusement, but she tried to hide it, not wanting Jason going all Alpha male on the room at large.

  “My God, are all the men in IAD so…large? It’s like you’re all supersized. Is it something in the water?”

  They all chuckled.

  “That’s just because you’re the midget of the family, Bells.” Sal laughed.

  Bella put her hands on her hips and glared at her brother. “Anyway, I just got off the phone with Tara. Since we can’t go out and celebrate, I’m planning on making her a big birthday dinner tomorrow night. I know its Friday night, but I would love it if all of you could come.”