by Taylor Lee
Gray’s sharp intake of his breath was her reward.
He nodded. “That’s the way, Princess. Show me what you do to turn on that exquisite body of yours.”
She tossed her head dismissively. “As if you wouldn’t know many more things to do to excite me than I could possibly do to myself.”
His frown confirmed that her arrow had hit her intended target.
“Yeah, Princess, I confess. I’ve had a lot of experience learning what women like me to do to them. And I’m about to do many of them—if not all of them—to you. Tell me, Agent Taveras, have you ever brought yourself to orgasm by fondling your breasts?”
Stunned at the electric spasms that shot through her at his provocative suggestion, Topaz managed to shake her head no.
“Then my lovely lady, be prepared to swoon.”
He reached for her and held her close to him.
“Princess, have I told you how beautiful you are?”
When she nodded he lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
“Then let me tell you again. From the moment I first saw you, I knew that I had never seen a more beautiful woman—and that was before I knew your spirit. And before I had explored your body, which I’m about to do now.”
He nodded to her breasts and asked, “What do you like about tugging on your nipples?”
Topaz felt her cheeks flame but was determined not to hide from him.
“I… like that little bit of pain. It… turns me on. Is that bad? Does it make me weird?”
He smiled. “No, Darlin’. A little bit of pain can ratchet passionate pleasure to a whole new level. I’m glad you learned that about yourself or I would have had to teach you. One of the things you should know about ‘cock jocks,’ as you call us, is that we are hard lovers, dominant lovers. Fortunately the women we attract seem to like it or they wouldn’t be with us.”
Topaz felt a modicum of relief until Gray reached out and captured her sensitive nipples in his fingers and pulled her toward him. Not able to suppress a cry, she blinked back tears at the pressure. To her surprise, he scooped her up in his arms then laid her on the bed. Positioning himself next to her, he smiled at her and lightly pinched the tips of her now rock hard nipples.
“Can I tell you how much I have longed to suck on these lovely nipples, to bite them, to drive you crazy with my fingers, my tongue, my teeth?”
Topaz couldn’t suppress a low moan. “Is there any way that you could stop talking about it and just do it?”
Gray laughed a hearty laugh. “Ah, Princess, be careful what you wish for. You’re asking a guy with a dick hard enough to pound nails to put up or shut up? Baby, it’s a good thing I’m here to protect you because you’ve unleashed that hungry mountain lion that has been prowling around you. You know, the one I warned you about? Heads up, sweetheart, the grunts and groans you hear are him preparing to take you down.”
Before Maya knew what was happening to her, Gray had both of her hands above her head in one of his. With his other hand he cupped her breast and began kneading it. As she struggled to deal with the sensations flooding her, he leaned down and captured her other nipple in his mouth. She cried out, astonished at the tumultuous spasms ricocheting through her. She couldn’t believe the sounds that were coming from her or the electric sparks assaulting her. His expert fingers played with one nipple, plucking it, stretching it until she wasn’t sure that she could stand the riotous feelings strafing her overwrought nervous system.
When she was begging for mercy, rather than relenting, Gray began to attack Maya’s other breast with his talented mouth. Apparently not content to simply suck on the tender nub, he began to work it with his gifted lips, tongue and ultimately his teeth. Later Topaz would marvel at his stunning expertise, but at that moment he bit down on one tender nipple at the same time that he pinched the other, sending her spiraling into an orgasm that literally made her see stars. She was shocked that the wailing cry that came from her was only the beginning of her body’s tumultuous reaction to the most powerful orgasm she had ever had. For several long moments she wasn’t sure if she would ever stop shaking. Throughout her attempt to reach solid ground, Gray held her in his powerful arms. He stroked her back and gently massaged her throbbing nipples, all the while crooning sweet words of praise.
When she was finally able to stop shaking, Gray leaned down and murmured in her ear, “That was one, Princess. Now shall we see what we can do together, with all of that enticing moisture I feel trickling between your legs?”
Topaz started, horrified to discover when she felt her crotch that her intuitive lover was more than correct. “Trickling” didn’t do justice to the moisture she felt there. Embarrassed that he knew her body even better than she did, and so intimately, she ducked her head against his chest then asked, “How… how did you know that, Gray?”
“How did I know that my lover’s supposedly frigid body would be responding the way that it is? Because, Princess, your hot body told me as much the first time that I kissed you.”
He cupped his hand over her mound and murmured, “Oh yeah, baby, your panties are definitely wet. What do you think? Is your pussy preparing itself for my dick?”
When she couldn’t hold back a moan at his provocatively blatant language, he upped the ante.
“I hope so, baby. Because I have a hard-on the likes of which I’ve never had. Tell me, Darlin’, are you going to be able to take me, all of me, in that snug pussy of yours? Are you, Princess?”
Ignoring Maya’s startled gasp at his explicitly provocative words, Gray threw gasoline on the burning coals of her desire. He laid her against the pillows and then slid down her body so that his face was next to her thighs. He dragged her pants to her ankles then chucked them over his shoulder. Spreading her legs, he unceremoniously ripped off her panties, baring her sex to his probing gaze. When she instinctively reached down trying to cover herself, he caught her hands and frowned up at her.
“Uh uh, Princess. Remember the rules. There’s no hiding from me. Unless, of course, you want me to tie you down, which I’m pleased to do.”
At her violent shudder, Gray laughed aloud, his lake-blue eyes dancing with mischief. “I can see that we are going to have some interesting moments. Apparently my supposedly frigid lover has some hidden desires that she hasn’t yet explored. Tell me, Topaz, how would you like me to bind you? Should I fasten your hands above your head so that you can’t hide your sexy body from me? Should I also tie your legs spread-eagled apart so that I can feast on you at will? As much as I want, and as often? Perhaps you’d like me to bring you to orgasm by assaulting your pussy with my tongue and my teeth, the way that I did with your breasts?”
Topaz didn’t try to muffle the groan rising in her throat. God, what was wrong with her? Even the suggestion of being bound sent shivers of excitement dancing across her throbbing sex. Was she truly a pervert—or maybe just a much sexier woman than she’d allowed herself to admit? But even as she chastised herself for her wanton thoughts, his teasing words made her do something she never dreamed that she would do. She spread her legs further apart and arched her back, flagrantly lifting her hips to him in an open, if obscene invitation. Gray’s deep rumbling groan was her reward.
As he bent over her, grasping her thighs in his powerful grip, he rasped, “Jesus God, Princess. Now you’ve done it. Prepare to be ravished, Darlin’, like you’ve never dreamed was possible!”
Gray jerked Maya’s legs up and pressed her knees against her stomach opening her even wider. At first horrified at the idea of being so exposed to him, the hunger in his eyes convinced her that, in this case, modesty was shortsighted. When he slid one, then two fingers inside her intimate lips spreading the swollen folds apart, she didn’t try to hold back her ecstatic cry. The next several minutes were an erotic blur. Using his fingers, then his sexy mouth, he invaded her, plunging his tongue deeper and deeper inside her vagina. When Topaz didn’t think she could stand the powerful sensations that were about to tear her apart, Gray zer
oed in on her throbbing clit. When the tsunami hit, she did as Gray ordered and rode the tumultuous waves to a blinding climax.
After what seemed like mere seconds but could have been hours of sensuous bliss, Gray shifted over her. Rising up, he kicked off his boots and stripped off his pants revealing his huge erection. For the first time since he’d begun to make love to her, Topaz pulled back. She fought to take a deep breath, determined to keep from going over the precipice into the familiar panic that hit her every time she’d tried, and failed, to forget that long ago horror. She didn’t realize that she’d begun to pull away from him until Gray tightened his hold.
His voice was soft but almost sternly commanding.
“Uh uh, Princess. Don’t go there. Stay here with me.” He tilted her head back, forcing her to look at him. “It’s me, baby, and this fearsome cock you’re seeing is me—the part of me that is going to enter you and bring both of us more pleasure, more erotic ecstasy, than we’ve ever known.”
Grappling with the terror threatening to swamp her, Topaz forced herself to nod in agreement. She didn’t recognize the frightened, but determined voice as hers but was gratified at the words she spoke.
“Yes, Gray. It’s you. And this is me, your lover. Please, take me. Love me. Don’t let me slip back.”
His powerful growl convinced her as did his hard staff pressing against her slick entrance.
“Ahh, Princess, there’s no going back. Never again. I’m about to make you mine in the most intimate, powerful way that I can. Open, baby. Open to me and know that I will never let you go. You are mine and I’m yours. Forever.”
With a powerful thrust, he entered her. Topaz didn’t know whose shattered cry was louder, hers or his. She only knew that never in her life had she felt what true ecstasy was until she rode to the top of the precipice of pleasure and leapt off secure in the arms of her lover.
Chapter 16
Topaz walked into her kitchen the next morning to see Gray flipping pancakes on her griddle. He waved the spatula in greeting to her and Cheshire-grinned. A platter of bacon and sausage was on the counter beside him, the rich aromas filling the room. While that was surprising enough, the four people casually sitting at her table were even more so.
Jase rose from the table and strode toward her, a sly smile quirking his lips. Remembering the disparaging way he’d described her yesterday and how she’d angrily attacked him and ordered him to leave her house, Topaz braced herself for his attack. She should have known better; the other LOTN ladies had spoken glowingly of the black-haired, emerald-eyed, Irish charmer who Sapphire had managed to snare. Jase was known for his ability to sweet talk anything in skirts as well as for his fierce temper.
Instead of the put-down she expected, he flashed her a winning grin and winked at her.
With a slight bow, he said, “Good morning, Agent Taveras. One of your ‘cock jocks’ reporting in. Jase Malone, ma’am, otherwise known as Agent High and Mighty Malone. By the way, Agent Taveras, I like that designation—a lot. Thank you for making my true identity known to my clueless teammates. Particularly Agent Shaw, my fiancé, who I’ve asked to call me that from now on.”
Sapphire snorted then laughed as she joined them “Fat chance, big boy. Your ego is inflated enough as it is, that’s all you would need. And just for clarification, I don’t think Topaz intended that as a compliment.”
The beautiful woman leaned over and kissed Topaz’s cheek.
“How are you doing today, girlfriend? Yesterday was a challenge, but you look like you survived.”
Gray came up behind her, put his arm around her shoulder and tugged her next to him. Obviating her need to respond to her friend, he said with a chuckle, “How could she not survive with me hovering over her.”
Jase grunted, “I dunno, Commander Webb, given your need to protect the fair ladies, including my fiancé and Noah’s babe, no doubt Agent Taveras needs air.”
Gray admitted with a shrug, “Yeah, I do tend to smother the chickies, but damn they are so cute, and I don’t want any of the overgrown he-men like you and Noah to overwhelm them.”
“Speaking of overgrown he-men, I trust the biggest and baddest of us all took good care of you last night, Topaz.” Noah, who along with Ruby had come over next to them, gazed at Topaz with a slight frown, “One of the best things about my buddy, Surfer Dude, is that he is as kind as he is strong. You were in good hands last night, Topaz, and you deserved to be. From what Ruby told me, you had a hell of a day yesterday. I hope that we can all make it up to you today.”
Topaz leaned against Gray, needing his strength to keep from bursting into tears. The five people standing around her in a supportive circle were the selfsame people she’d tried to throw out of her house yesterday. But here they all were treating her as their friend and better yet, as one of them, an agent on a common mission. She tried to speak, but the words stuck in her throat. Instead, she looked up at Gray in appeal praying that he would speak for her. She needn’t have worried. As she was beginning to learn about the man who had turned her once orderly world upside down, the reason his friends were so fond of him was that he always came through. He was a formidable leader as well as a compassionate one. He never let his friends or, now, his lover, down.
“Look men—and ‘Ladies’—Noah’s right. Our newest agent had a hell of a day yesterday and a long night. I recommend that we all stand down and get some food into her and us before we begin what is sure to be an even longer and more arduous day.”
Gray pulled Topaz closer to him, not hiding his affection.
“How about it, who wants to join me in a 4,000 calorie breakfast before we plan how we’re going to take down Dante Torres, the fucking son of a bitch, who is about to learn what happens to a guy who goes after one of ours?”
Gray waited until their rowdy cheer died down, then nodded to Ian, who was standing tentatively in the doorway, “Make that the son of a bitch who went after two of ours.” He added, “C’mon in, boss man. Glad you could make it. No way could we go after Torres without the insights of the one person, aside from Topaz, who knows the fucking bastard better than anyone does.”
Topaz couldn’t hide her shock at the sight of her uncle. She ran over to him and threw herself into his arms. The tears that had been building since she entered the kitchen flowed down her cheeks in an unstoppable torrent. She clung to her uncle knowing that without his strong arms around her she would surely sink to the floor. His whispered words of consolation only made her cry harder. After a minute, she was relieved to feel Gray’s large body beside her. He reached for her and spoke to Ian as he pulled her into his arms.
“You have to forgive us, boss man. It’s been a hell of a twenty-four hours and we’re all strung out on far too little sleep. I was just recommending that we plow into the breakfast I made then get down to work. Torres doesn’t know it yet but he sure as fuck will soon: if ever there was a dead man walking, it’s Dante Torres.”
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Topaz sat next to Gray at the makeshift conference table in her office. Ian sat across from her. Glancing at him she saw that her uncle was studying her with a questioning frown. She looked away rather than meet his eyes. He had to be wondering what catastrophe had happened last night. And what rapprochement. When they last spoke she had slammed the telephone shut after telling him that she would never speak to him again. That was after she informed him that he and his gang of ‘puffed up cock jocks’ were fired. Then added in a shrill voice that she intended to go into the marketplace of hired guns and commission her own team, thank you very much! She’d also told him that Grayson Webb was threatening her with bodily harm and that she blamed Ian for introducing the arrogant man into her life.
Now as she sat huddled next to Gray, who frequently reached over and stroked her arm or squeezed her knee, it had to be clear to everyone sitting at the table that their relationship had taken a decided turn. Except for the fact that it was primarily her that the team was discussing, it would have been imposs
ible to keep her mind on the current conversation. Even so, she couldn’t keep from remembering the erotic roller coaster she and Gray rode last night. The memory of his powerful body pressing against hers and his provocative commands sent shivers of excitement coursing through her, causing her stomach to dip as if she were still riding that explosive roller coaster.
At that moment, Gray called on Noah. “Bring the team up to date, Agent Walker, on your progress pinning down our mark’s current location.”
Noah nodded and strode to the front of the room. He retrieved the remote from Gray and pointed it at the monitor that Gray had activated. Topaz had no idea how the team had converted her office into a war room—but they had to have done it during the night after Gray had “loved” her to sleep.
Clicking on the remote, Noah brought the screen to life. Even though she’d studied him for years, following his every move, Topaz’s gut clenched seeing Dante’s superstar visage filling the screen. She hated the evil man him from the core of her being, but still couldn’t help being impressed by the sight of him. He was, in a word, gorgeous, in an almost feline way. His flashing, dark green, almost black eyes lit up the perennial smile that graced his handsome face. If she didn’t know the malevolence that lurked behind those gleaming eyes it would have been possible to admit that he might be the most striking man she’d ever seen.
Noah’s assessment cut through her private ruminations.
“The asshole is elusive; I’ll say that for him. For our purposes, it’s important to note that he travels with a substantial retinue of professional muscle. The fewest number we’ve seen is in the double digits, and those are the guys that are on him like white on rice. They know when and where he takes a shit and which babe he’s screwing at the moment—which says something. On the whole, I estimate that his personal protectors number in the hundreds. Like fuckin Putin.” Noah quipped with a grin, “The only groupies that come close are the babes. We can’t decide if they’re all there to service Torres or to keep his bodyguards happy and faithful to their boss. So far we’ve been unsuccessful in recruiting an entry point. However, as Ian has taught us no one is above being bought, especially hired guns. The only challenge is finding their price point. Thanks to Ian, once we do, we will have the wherewithal to recruit informants.”