by Desiree Holt
“You, too.” He moved his hand to probe between her thighs, finding the wet swollen flesh of her cunt. Sliding one finger inside.
“I want you,” she told him.
“Then let’s see what we can do without putting you at risk.”
He rolled her onto her back and knelt between her thighs, his eyes drinking in the sight of her wet folds. With gentle fingers he opened her labia, bent his head and took a slow, thorough lap. Mia felt lightning zap her, from her womb to her breasts and moaned softly.
“You like that, sweetheart? So do I. You taste like heaven. I could eat you like ice cream.”
And he proceeded to do just that, using his tongue to lick at every surface, rasp against her clit and thrust inside her quivering channel. It seemed like forever since they’d last made love and the residual pain from her injuries faded beneath the heat he generated in her body. The more he licked the hotter she got until her skin felt too tight and her breasts ached.
“Oh, please,” she begged. “Please, Dan.”
“Let’s make this work.” His own breathing was none too steady.
He reached into the nightstand drawer and fished out one of the condoms he’d stored there—”just in case”, he’d said at the time. It only took him seconds to roll the latex on. Then he pulled the pillows this way and that until he was sure Mia was properly cushioned before kneeling between her thighs. He braced himself on his hands as the head of his shaft probed at the entrance to her pussy.
Very slowly he inched his way inside her, each slow glide setting off fireworks that rocketed through her, until he was all the way in, the head of his cock bumping the mouth of her womb.
“Here we go,” he said, his gaze holding hers.
And with slow, steady strokes he moved in and out of her, watching her carefully as he increased his pace. Impatient, she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him more tightly against her, raising her hips to meet him thrust for thrust.
It seemed forever that his cock slid in and out, stretching her, stimulating all those tiny little nerves in the wall of her pussy. And little by little the coil of need and desire wound so tightly deep inside her began to unwind, moving higher and higher. She’d thought she wanted it hard and fast, but this was even better, stretching out the voluptuous feeling that roused every one of her senses.
It went on and on, stretching her on an unbelievable rack of pleasure. His eyes darkened until they were as black as onyx, lit only by the fire of passion burning deep inside him.
When he tensed Mia knew he was close, as close as she was, and silently she signaled him to increase the pace. By that time she was so close that it took only seconds before she convulsed with her orgasm, taking him with her. They shuddered together, gripped by the release of an incredible need.
When they were spent he rolled to the side, taking her with him, and she knew he didn’t want to risk his weight on top of her. She tucked her head against his shoulder and pressed her palm against his chest, feeling his heart beat the same erratic tattoo as hers. Listening to him gasp for breath as she was doing.
And then finally they were both quiet.
“I never thought it possible to love someone this much,” he said at last, fingers threading through her hair.
“Me, either.” She sighed. “To think all of this started with just a vision.”
He chuckled. “Both of them.”
Realizing what he meant she felt herself blush and buried her head against his chest.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. “I just hope the real thing was as good for you.”
“Better.” She raised her face for his kiss.
* * * * *
Faith and Mark arrived late in the afternoon, bringing lobsters for dinner.
“I can’t believe you’ve been in Maine for three days and Dan hasn’t taken you to eat what the state’s famous for,” Faith teased.
Mark brought agency news with him. There were several corporate security contracts pending plus four new covert missions for the government. Rick was busy sorting them out and prioritizing, putting the teams together and deciding which ones they’d have to turn down. For the moment Dan and Mark were enjoying the little break.
After dinner the four of them sat on the porch now, dressed in heavy sweaters and jeans. Even in June the nights in Maine were still cold. Tomorrow Dan and Mia would be married at the city hall in Bangor, with Mark and Faith as witnesses. The Hallorans would stay on through the weekend, then head back to Texas to give the newlyweds some additional days of privacy.
“Dan, you’ve been as edgy as an expectant father for two days,” Mia commented. “I know when something’s chewing on your mind, so…what’s up?”
Dan swallowed the last of his coffee, rose from the glider and leaned his hips against the porch rail.
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about an idea that came up during this case.” He looked at Faith. “Remember when you showed up with your ability to telecommunicate with Mark? You gave me a short course on the value of psychic gifts, not to mention the vast network of people who have them. At first I was very, very skeptical. You know that. But without you, Mark never would have been rescued.”
She and Mark smiled at each other and twined their hands together.
“Then,” Dan continued, “along comes Mia with her precognitive ability and gives us the clues to avert a major—and I mean major—disaster. And while trying to get her help to translate her visions I discover there’s a whole world of people out there not being tapped into.”
“So what kind of plot are you hatching?” Mark asked. “I know something’s been rolling around in your brain.”
“I had Andy do some research on this, now that it’s become his fascination of the week. Are you aware the government has been doing testing in parapsychology for some time in labs they’ve set up?”
Mark shrugged. “I can’t say I’m surprised.”
“I learned that parapsychological activity is called Psi activity,” Dan continued.
“From the Greek letter, Psi.” Faith interrupted. “Picked for its relation to psyche, which means soul or mind.”
Dan nodded. “It includes telepathy, empathy of many kinds, precognition, clairvoyance, reading auras, channeling…lord, I didn’t realize just how many different types of psychic abilities there are until I started looking.”
“Research has been ongoing for a long time,” Faith told him. “There are still a lot of skeptics but there’s real proof that Psi-enhanced people have been able to help in a number of tricky situations.”
“Yes. Like you and Mia did. You brought Mark’s capture to our attention, helped us rescue him and take down some very traitorous people. And Mia, without your visions, Lucas and Joy would have gotten clean away with Oscar and Carpenter Techtronics would be digging itself out of a very big hole. Although the world is a long way from accepting the influence and effect of parapsychology and Psi phenomena, I see it as a very useful tool when standard methods don’t or can’t get the results you want.”
“And all this is leading up to—what?” Mark asked.
“I’d like to establish a Psi department at Phoenix. I’m not saying put an ad in the paper, or anything crazy like that and have the real nuts on our doorstep. But let’s tap into the people Andy and Faith’s Aunt Vivi have connected us to. Let Vivi and her group act as guides who help us select the right people. Until we know more about what we’re doing, that is. We can teach these people how to use their abilities to help with investigations and they can become a powerful resource for Phoenix.”
“I can give you the name of some parapsychologists who’d love to participate in this,” Faith told him.
Dan nodded. “That’s exactly what we need. Professionals who can design and implement the program.”
“And who,” Mark asked, “would run this department? It’s not as if the rest of us are exactly sitting around with nothing to do. It will be a full-time job for someone, supervising everything, coordinating everything.�
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“Well.” Dan cleared his throat. “Assuming Mike, Troy and Rick agree to it, I was hoping Mia would accept the job.”
He grinned at the astonished expression on her face.
“Me?” she squeaked.
“Who better? You said you didn’t want to go back to the museum. That you wanted to do something totally different.”
“Oh, say yes,” Faith cajoled. “You’d be absolutely perfect for it.” She looked at Mark. “I can help too, right?”
He grinned at her. “As if I could stop you.”
“We’d have to set some parameters on how we’d run it and when we’d use its…resources,” Dan added. “And it would also mean splitting our time between San Antonio, where we’ll all be living and Baltimore where the office is. What do you say? And who knows? Maybe another treasure like you and Faith will pop up out of nowhere.”
Mia looked at him for a long moment, then jumped up and threw her arms around him. “I say a big Yes! I’d love it.” She lowered her eyelids shyly, lashes sweeping across her cheeks. “I actually had a vision.”
They all laughed.
“I’ll bet you did,” Dan joked as he wrapped his arms around her and his mouth descended on hers.
Neither of them was embarrassed by the deep kiss that followed, or the obvious heat that surrounded them. It didn’t take a vision to know that these two were made for each other and for a long life together.
About the Author
I always wonder what readers really want to know when I write one of these things. Getting to this point in my career has been an interesting journey. I’ve managed rock and roll bands and organized concerts. Been the only female on the sports staff of a university newspaper. Immersed myself in Nashville peddling a country singer. Lived in five different states. Married two very interesting but totally different men.
I think I must have lived in Texas in another life, because the minute I set foot on Texas soil I knew I was home. Living in Texas Hill Country gives me inspiration for more stories than I’ll probably ever be able to tell, what with all the sexy cowboys who surround me and the gorgeous scenery that provides a great setting.
Each day is a new adventure for me, as my characters come to life on the pages of my current work in progress. I’m absolutely compulsive about it when I’m writing and thank all the gods and goddesses that I have such a terrific husband who encourages my writing and puts up with my obsession. As a multi-published author, I love to hear from my readers. Their input keeps my mind fresh and always hunting for new ideas.
Desiree welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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Age and Experience anthology
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Cougar Challenge: Tease the Cougar anthology
Demanding Diamonds anthology
Ellora’s Cavemen: Flavors of Ecstasy I anthology
Erotic Emerald anthology
Mistletoe Magic anthology
Naughty Nuptials anthology
Once Burned
Rodeo Heat
Sequins, Saddles and Spurs anthology
Where Danger Hides
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