Deadly Target [IAD Agency 3] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Roma, Laurie

  “She’s a good sister, but I really don’t want to think about her right now,” he said as he helped her pull his shirt over his head.

  She toyed with the waistband of his jeans as she stared up at him under her lashes and let out a low, seductive laugh. “All right. Tonight it will just be about me and you.”

  “Mikayla…”

  “Shh, this is my show. It occurred to me,” she began conversationally as she unsnapped his jeans. “That in the time that I’ve known you we’ve had a pretty unconventional sort of relationship. We knew we had chemistry from the beginning…” She slowly lowered the zipper, feeling the hot, throbbing length of him pulsing against her hand as she deliberately rubbed her hand against him, taunting him, teasing him.

  “I think we were both surprised when that instant attraction changed to love.”

  She left his pants on and lowered to her knees in front of him, hearing his strangled curse. She pulled off his shoes and socks and reached up to work his jeans down his legs. His cock sprang out, already rock hard and leaking pre-cum at the tip. She made sure to avoid touching him, but she breathed on the head of his shaft, pleased when she saw his cock jerk.

  “And I do love you. Step out,” she ordered lightly as he raised his feet. She tossed his jeans aside and took her time looking up at him. There before her was a gorgeous male in his prime, legs braced apart. His thick cock pulsed between his legs and his sculpted abs clenched and released as he held back his need.

  She slowly rose to her feet again and pulled him with her to the bed. “Lay down on your stomach for me.”

  He shot her a confused look filled with tempered hunger and she raised her eyebrow in challenge. His nostrils flared as he fought for control. His body was tight with anticipation as he crawled onto the center of the bed and lay on his stomach slowly, careful of his burgeoning erection as he did.

  Mikayla walked over to the side of the bed and picked up a bottle that she had placed on the nightstand, acutely aware that he was tracking her every move like a hunter with its prey. She slowly crawled onto the bed and moved further down so she was out of his eye line. When he tried she swung one of her legs over him so she was straddling him. He jerked under her and cursed as she pushed him back down.

  “Fuck! Mikayla, I can feel the heat of your wet pussy on my back and you want me to stay still?”

  “Yes, I do. When I was drugged, you took care of me. Now it’s my turn to do something for you.” She opened the bottle and poured some of the thick liquid into her hand. The scent of peppermint filled the air. Setting the bottle down, she rubbed the peppermint oil into her hands, thoroughly coating them both before she brought them down on his back.

  “You don’t have to…holy god,” Gage groaned as she began working the oil into his thick muscles with her hands.

  “You’ve been working out a lot with the boys. It’s hard work, learning from them and I know it’s gotten you quite stiff.”

  “Baby, I get stiff every time I’m around you. Hell, even when I just think of you,” he muttered.

  She chuckled but felt his body begin to relax under her hands. “As I was saying, I was trying to think of a way to show you how much I love you.”

  “I know you do.”

  At the conviction in his voice, she leaned down and pressed a kiss directly between his shoulder blades then continued rubbing his back, working down his arms and across his shoulders. “Imagine that every time my hands touch you, rub you, caress you that it’s my way of showing you that I love you and how much I care,” she whispered. “There was a time that I didn’t believe that I would ever find someone who I could love like this. But you, you’ve taught me that there is so much more to love than I ever thought possible.”

  She poured more oil into her hands and then scooted back so she could work on his lower back and buttocks. “You’ve helped me reconnect to my emotions. I was always cold before you. I didn’t even realize it, but it was like something was broken inside me.”

  “You are not broken,” Gage bit out through clenched teeth.

  She smiled as his angry tone. “No, not broken. More like empty. But you fill me, Gage.

  You’ve helped me figure out what I want, what I need. And that’s you.”

  She worked in silence for a few moments as she rubbed his legs and his feet.

  “Turn over.”

  He turned slowly so that he was lying on his back, his cock jutted out, so hard and swollen that it slapped against his taut stomach. His eyes seared green fire at her and she saw his raw emotions gleaming in the candlelight.

  She poured more oil in her hands then reached out and rubbed her hands over his thighs as she sat between his spread legs. “I never knew that love could feel like this. That it could make me weak and stronger at the same time,” she whispered, never breaking eye contact with him. “You make me want to be more, be better. You’ve helped me be better and for that I will always love you.”

  His breathing sped up and his hands fisted at his sides. Giving in to both their need, she reached out and stroked her oil-covered hands over his thick, straining cock, eliciting a growl from him.

  “Fuck! I love you, Mikayla. I love you so fucking much it hurts.”

  “Tell me, Gage. Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you,” she said as she stroked him.

  “I need you to ride me. I need that hot little pussy squeezing my cock. Get up here and ride me, baby.”

  Mikayla released his shaft and crawled up his body, letting her dripping pussy rub over his shaft a few times, teasing them both. “I feel the oil tingling on my skin. Do you feel that?”

  “Hell yeah I can feel it. I swear if you don’t fucking put me inside you soon I’m gonna die.”

  She leaned forward so her lips were a whisper away from his. “Well, we can’t have that now, can we?” She shifted her hips and pushed back, shoving his cock deep inside of her. The combination of their juices and the oil helped her take his entire length in one thrust, and she began to ride him hard.

  The massage had been their foreplay, teasing them both to the peak of insanity. No more words were needed and their mouths bonded together, tongues twisting, their eyes never losing the connection between them.

  Gage’s hips pumped up as she bore down on him. His hands gripped her hips so hard he wouldn’t be surprised if he saw bruises on her later, but he couldn’t stop. Like she said, every time they touched, it was them loving one another

  And he loved her, to the depth of his soul.

  “Give it to me,” she demanded. “Give me your crazy, Gage. Love me like crazy.”

  “Fuck!”

  He spread his legs further, forcing her own apart more, and braced his feet into the bed as he began a punishing rhythm. He pounded himself into her and felt her pussy fluttering around his throbbing cock as his pelvis slapped against her clit with every thrust. “That’s it, baby. I’ll give you everything. Let me show you how much I love you. Come for me. Cum all over my cock, baby. Give it to me.”

  She cried out his name as her body shattered, clenching tight around his cock. Her muscles trying to hold him inside her as they gripped him tight. She slammed down hard, grinding her hips in circles as she prolonged her release.

  Gage lost himself in the look of ecstasy on her face and gave in, pouring his essence into her depths. He thrust hard, desperate to be as far inside of her as possible as his cum spurt from the head of his cock, filling her with everything in him.

  Mikayla collapsed on him, her body going limp as she lay across his chest. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close as their hearts beat as one.

  Together they had found something neither of them had ever thought they’d have. They had found their match. Someone to fill those empty spaces and give each other a sense of belonging, of peace. And with that peace wrapped around them like a cloak, they drifted off to dream, together.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

/>   Laurie Roma lives in Chicago and is the author of the IAD and Arcadian series. She has always loved immersing herself in a good book and now enjoys the pleasure of creating her own. She can usually be found tapping away on her keyboard, creating worlds for her characters while she listens to music. Of course her playlist depends on her mood…but then again, so does her writing.

  An avid reader of the romance genre, nothing bothers her more than annoying characters. Seriously, who wants a happy ending for someone that pisses you off? She loves tough alpha-male heroes and strong heroines that have brains as well as beauty. Her novels are filled with both passionate romance and down and dirty lust-driven interludes, as she believes both are essential to a good love story. She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached at laurieromabooks@gmail.com.

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