“Unless he isn’t staying here, but somewhere close by. The forest is accessible to hikers.” I sigh and rest my face in the curve of Joshua’s neck while I think, and continue, “I saw a map on the way to the cabin. Out by Reception. You can hike here within an hour if you’re coming from the closest town, and maybe two from the local airport.”
“Makes it more difficult to find him if he isn’t a guest here.”
“Hmm,” I mutter. “We’ve met all the couples, so maybe it will be easier to find this person. They’ll try and blend in.”
“He’ll take a few days to choose who he’s going after,” Joshua says, thoughtful. “Then again, this week he’ll have his pick of couples because everyone is in the same place. A feast for him.”
I still and glance up into Joshua’s face. “We need to trust the team. They have camera’s around all cabins, so if there is trouble we’ll be alerted.”
Joshua dips his head and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “We’ll get him, Mallory. We’re going to stop him this time.”
“I really hope so.”
34
Joshua
Couples massage!
I groan walking into the small room we’ve been told to go inside of and strip. Incense sticks are lit in two corners of the dark purple room. The only thing I really notice is the double table taking up most of the space. I glance at Mallory out of the corner of my eyes and notice her swallowing hard. When our eyes meet, I shrug. “Never done a couples massage before.” I frown. “Not sure I like the idea of someone putting their hands all over you.”
She smiles. “Now you know how I feel.” She drops her bag on one of the chairs and starts removing her clothing, leaving my jaw slack as she reveals a lacy pink bra. Her blouse lands on top of her bag. I groan when she bends over to remove her boots. Her chuckle has my gaze going from her ass to her eyes. “You have too many clothes on.” She raises a brow.
Shaking myself out of the erotic haze currently clouding my vision, I quickly slip my gun between the table and thin mattress. Mallory does the same on her side.
Completely naked, I wrap a towel around my waist and notice Mallory already has one fastened around her chest. It drops to just below her ass, and imagining the flesh she’s hidden has my cock twitching. Mallory notices and wiggles up on to the table.
I grin and join her, lying on my side. “You know,” I comment, “the thought of getting my hands on you to massage every inch of your body is pretty hot.” I tug at her towel and her eyes snap to the door.
“We should hear if anyone comes close.”
I tug the towel off her body and catch my breath. Her lush breasts heave and swell with my gaze on them, her tight nipples begging for my mouth. I force my gaze to move lower, and find myself unable to resist stroking the fine hair covering her mound. Her legs fall open and that’s the only invitation I needed. My fingers delve between the wet lips of her pussy—stroking, plunging, and teasing. She whimpers when I lean over and capture a nipple in my warm mouth while I fuck her slick channel. My breath hisses out between my teeth when I feel her hand on my belly before she gets the towel loose. Her small hand wraps around my cock and without any warning she’s jacking me off so damn hard that my eyes cross.
“Door!” Mallory groans.
God!
Rolling from the table, I quickly lock the door. “You’re all mine.”
“Then what are you doing over there?” Mallory drawls, rolling to her back and letting her legs fall open.
My cock bounces; trying to reach the heaven I know is nestled between her legs. I want to pounce and devour, instead I force my feet to stay planted firmly on the floor while I wrap my hand around my aching flesh. Mallory’s gaze immediately goes to what I’m doing below my waist, her eyelids fluttering with desire.
Reaching the table, I grab a bottle of slightly heated oil. Sniffing the liquid, it has my cock twitching at the scent, widening my eyes.
Laughing, Mallory asks, “That good, huh?” glancing between my cock, and then my face.
“I’m not sure I’m going to survive rubbing this all over you.” I pour some out and rub my hands together to coat them in the arousing scented oil. “I can’t resist trying though.” I lick my lips. “Having my slick hands on your body.” I circle her ankles and slowly caress upwards. With a gentle tug, I bring her ass to the edge of the table and pour more oil into my hands.
Holding Mallory’s gaze, I grip her waist and slowly move up over her ribcage to the underside of her gorgeous tits. “You are so beautiful.” I lean down and place a kiss to her belly button, and then the top of her mound.
“Oh!” she moans, the sound going straight to my balls.
I reach down and slick my cock with the oil on my hands before pressing my length between her legs. The head bulges above her pussy and the sight is hot, especially when precum trickles out and slips down my cock to rest in the fine hair protecting her clit.
“Josh,” she moans. “I need you.”
Heavily inhaling and exhaling, my eyes drift up toward Mallory’s face while my hands cover her swollen breasts. The nipples are hard against the palm of my hands as I massage the oil into the plump flesh.
Seeing Mallory coated in a thin layer of oil is erotic and when she arches upwards, my name on her lips, pleasure ripples through me. Lifting her legs and wrapping then around my hips, I wait until she’s hooked her ankles, and then I take hold of my cock and thrust inside her tight swollen pussy.
My hands continue to massage her breasts, pinching and rolling the hard buds with my slick fingers. The harder I thrust, the more they jiggle, and the more my cock hardens. I can’t get deep enough, even though every damn inch of my flesh is buried inside of her. I push with my toes, grinding my groin against her clit while the head of my dick is rubbing at the entrance of her cervix. Just the thought of pouring into her, right at that spot has my eyes crossing. I force myself to slowly pull out to the tip, and then I tighten my ass and slam inside, her pussy grips around my cock in strong ripples as her orgasm rushes through her.
The tight hard convulsions sucking at my dick set my own explosion off, and I’m pouring semen into her as pleasure rushes through my body. No part of my body is left without pleasure as I feel it all way from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, and definitely to the tip of my cock.
Fuck!
I lazily caress over Mallory’s torso and slipping free of her body, I climb on the table with her. I’m half covering her when I rest my face in the crook of her neck, wrapping her completely up in me.
I love this woman.
“I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I think you’re going to have to carry me back to our cabin. I’m totally drained.”
Smiling against her neck, I place a gentle kiss there. “You’ll feel better after a shower.” I lift my face so I can see Mallory and wiggle my brows, suggestive.
She rolls her eyes. “You always make me feel better, as you know.” She slides her fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp. I groan and settle back down against her.
“We need this bastard to make a move so we can finish this case and leave.”
She stills.
I roll her to her back and loom above her. “I want you too myself, Mallory. Because when we leave this room, we are open for this asshole to come after us. I need for him to be caught, so we can be together without any worry of being killed. Our jobs can be worked out, but I’m not going anywhere and neither are you.” I kiss her lips, which is interrupted with a banging on the door.
“Any one in there?” we hear shouted.
Nearly falling from the table when Mallory pushes me off of her, I quickly pull on my shorts and robe. “Yes,” I mumble through the door. “We’re going to pass on the couples massage.” I give Mallory a dark look from under my lashes.
We hear a smothered laugh. “Okay, Sir.”
Mallory groans. “I hope she was alone.”
Holding my hand out for Mallory, my eyes gla
nce over her to make sure she’s covered. The robe is far too big on her slender form and I wish we had a lot more time to explore each other. The thought of her being nude beneath the robe does things to my body that have me wishing that my robe were too big. As it is, it fits me fine, letting Mallory know that I still want her.
A wicked light comes into Mallory’s gaze as she steps closer. She wraps an arm around my neck and stepping into my body, her other hand searches between the folds of the robe and finds my throbbing erection. Her fingers gently stroke, and when I grunt in pleasure her tongue pushes forward into my mouth. Her taste explodes on my tongue while her fingers wrap tightly around my cock and she starts jerking me off. I feel the pleasure of her touch all the way to my toes, and even the dull throb in my leg doesn’t stop my orgasm from rushing forward.
Mallory licks at my lips before taking the kiss deeper—sucking and nibbling and devouring. I can’t breathe, all the air leaves my lungs and I come all over Mallory and myself. My body trembles with satisfaction, my limbs feeling heavy. Slowing the kiss, Mallory gently pulls her lips away and smiles softly, one side of her mouth tipped upwards. “We couldn’t leave here as long as you had your little problem.”
I exhale loudly and laugh, wincing when I remove her hand from my little problem. Shaking my head, I grab the towel from around my neck and clean her hand and wrist before I wipe at myself. Mallory’s eyes watch and her breath leaves her mouth in little pants.
“I would say that I had a very large problem.”
She gives a shaky laugh and rolls her eyes. “I would agree, except I don’t want to add to the large ego you have going on over there.”
I grin feeling happy and lighthearted. Curving my arm around her neck, I urge her to walk with me. “I don’t have a large ego,” I grumble. “And you’re the cause of the other issue.” I kiss the top of her head. “And I don’t have one complaint.”
She heavily sighs and her arm around my waist holds me that bit closer. “Let’s shower and then concentrate on this case. The sooner it’s over, the sooner we can be alone.”
Although her words are music to my ears, part of me worries that we’re drawing the killer out. It’s our job to do this as we’re trained whereas the other couples are not. At one time I would have worried about my partner being in the line of fire, now, I’m terrified that the woman I love could be in harm’s way.
35
Mallory
Joshua and I are treading on water and I don’t know what to do about it. Our closeness won’t be going unnoticed by the other couples, especially the ones undercover with us. I’ve always been a by-the-book-agent and I feel like my life is spinning out of control with how fast I’ve become attached to Josh. The first time we’d met, I’d wondered about him, and he’s been on my mind ever since. My first instinct had been to hold him back—to protect him, but luckily I’d realized what I was doing and managed to direct my orders accordingly. I’m not sure I’m going to be able to do that anymore, not with how my feelings for the handsome man have grown into so much more than they should.
For the first time in my life, I see a future that isn’t paperwork—I see Joshua and me together, and what I imagine is beautiful and makes my heart ache. I want to reach out and grab it before it disappears into a figment of my imagination, and that scares the crap out of me. Everything I’ve held close has always disappeared into a past that I don’t want to remember. Joshua gives meaning to my life, and if I’m honest with myself, I enjoy his entrance into the office each morning. I’d already be at my desk when he’d come through the doors and head straight to the coffee machine. I’d pretend to be reading a file, as I’d watch him from the corner of my eye as he’d make his way to his desk. He’d settle his eyes on me for longer than necessary before taking his seat. My heart would always beat a little bit faster, and I’m not even going to think about how I’d react when he’d catch my eye and smile.
Right now though, we had a killer to catch, and once we’d caught him—we will catch him—I’m going to consider my options because not being free to be with Josh isn’t an option any longer. Unfortunately, coming to that conclusion, the woman who is going to be the death of me saunters over. “You’re thinking long and hard about something,” Clarissa says, anger in her voice. “I wonder if it has anything to do with our mutual friend.”
Her partner, Roger, winces at the tone of her voice and places his arm around her waist, pulling her in tightly to his side. “We’re here to have fun, dear!” he says with a bite in his voice.
Clarissa gives me a dark glare before smiling up at Roger. “You’re right of course.” She places a hand on his shirt and slides her fingers between two fastened buttons. Roger starts to blush, so I look around wondering how long Josh is going to be. By mutual agreement, he’d gone to the small onsite store, which was the size of a broom closet for much needed supplies, or so he;d planned on telling whoever was in earshot.
“So, it’s partner swapping tomorrow evening,” Clarissa says with a gleam in her eye. “I’ve already written down the name of the couple I want to swap with. The moment she’s revealed that little tidbit, she turns, dragging Roger along with her.
Little does she know that Joshua and I have both requested to partner up with the other FBI couple, Samantha and Paul. They’ve also requested us, so hopefully that will work out.
Joshua comes into the room, heading straight for me, his cheeks looking slightly darker.
“Are you blushing?” I tease, looking closer. “You are!”
He dips his forehead to mine. “It takes a lot to embarrass me, but having to pay a woman who looks like a grandma, for lube and extra large condoms,” he shudders, “embarrasses me.”
“Extra large, huh?”
He grins. “They didn’t have extra extra large, so I had to settle for extra large.” He winks and quickly kisses me. “I made sure she knew we’d be alone together in our cabin tonight.”
“Anyone else around?”
“No.” He pauses, glancing across the room. “She did say she’d make sure everyone else knew what I’d purchased for, and I quote, ‘evening of delight’ before l was given an uncomfortable wink.” He shoves a hand through his hair. “God, she had me wanting to run.”
Chuckling, I move my gaze over the room before meeting the amusement in Joshua’s. “Do you think we’re making ourselves targets by doing this?” I whisper.
Joshua glances around. “As far as we’ve been told none of the other couples had an issue with infidelity. But the partner swapping tomorrow evening has me worried. What if there have been more of those events that everyone has kept silent about? What if that’s the trigger?” He sighs and kisses the top of my head.
I catch Clarissa glaring over at us. “Your friend, and notice how I use that term loosely, isn’t happy with you right now, or me for that matter.”
He groans. “What’d she say now?”
“She made sure I was aware that she knows we have something going on.” I shrug. “I’m not worried.”
He tilts my face up to his and searches my eyes. “I believe you, but what’s changed? You always worry.”
“You’ve changed me.” I smile. “You make me happy, and I don’t want to let go of that.”
“I’ve already decided that I’m never going to be letting go of you, so I’m relieved you’ve finally caught up to me.”
“Is that so?” I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in the curve of his neck.
His hands land on my hips and I smile knowing the restraint he’s using to not crush me to him.
Clearing my throat, I whisper into his ear, “Let’s observe.” He shudders in reaction, so I brush a kiss behind his ear.
“You are driving me insane,” he growls, hauling me into his arms. “I’ve never had a woman on my mind as much as you.” He squeezes my ass. “Graham Stratton,” he says, “the guy younger than me with the blond hair.”
I nod that I’m aware of whom he’s referring to.
“Ugh, she’s the one who only has eyes for Graham, right?”
“Yes.”
“Poor woman.” I glance around still seeing Clarissa watching us. “Clarissa needs to be told to do her job and to stop glaring at us.”
“Forget about her. What do you see?”
Sighing, I concentrate, adding, “I think Sara and Leon need to go back to their room. John and Neve are having a heated argument and, Samantha and Paul are holding hands sweetly while watching everyone else.” I nibble on his neck and turn us slightly for a better view of the others. “Mandy and Alex are making out, and both have eyes on someone else. Mandy on Paul, and Alex on, um, me.”
“What?”
Josh quickly turns and throws daggers at the guy. “He better stay the hell away from you.”
I pinch his ass. “I can take care of myself…but thank you for caring and being jealous.” I kiss his cheek. “I think I like the jealous side of you. It’s hot.” Ignoring his heated gaze, which isn’t easy, I glance back at John and Neve only to discover they’ve both left. “We’re a couple down.”
“They’ve probably taken their argument elsewhere.”
“Hmm.” My mind is going off in different directions. “I think we should follow and make sure they’re okay. They’re the only ones alone right now.”
“If the partner swapping is the trigger, then it’s tomorrow night that we need to worry about. Maybe keep an eye on Sara and Leon, and watch our backs. We’re as hands on as they are.”
“We’re not that hands on,” I add, watching Leon’s hand slip into Sara’s dress.
“Her boob is out,” Josh whispers into my neck. “I think we should leave and check on John and Neve, because if we stay in here, things are going to be getting far more heated than either of us will be comfortable with.”
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