His lips grazed the side of my neck. “You fell asleep in my arms, and I carried you to bed.”
“Interesting you chose your bed instead of mine.”
“I knew this was where you really wanted to be.”
The tips of his fingers caressed me from my shoulder all the way down to the bone just above my hip. He pressed his massive cock into the crease of my ass. It felt so delicious that I bit my bottom lip anticipating being filled up and stretched to my limits.
My voice was thick with sexual need. “Is that what you think . . . that I wanted to be in your bed?”
“Sweetheart, your body answered for you.”
Every place Brody touched left a trail of fire. When his hands roamed and moved lower cupping my sex, the slow burn I’d been trying to manage turned into a full-fledged inferno. I lifted my leg and hooked it back over his hip. “I suppose it did.” I was so needy; I pressed myself into the flat part of his hand trying to get just a little bit of relief. I didn’t want to waste any time. Both my mind and body were eager for the satisfaction I knew he would bring. The confidence in his voice, power of his touch, and even the heat from his breath tickling the side of my neck were enough to have my nerve endings firing off like crazy.
His voice was husky. “You’re already dripping wet.” He was drenched with my juices as he swirled his fingers around my opening. I sucked in a breath and clasped Brody’s wrists trying to get him to plunge his fingers deep inside. He was too strong and wouldn’t cooperate. This teasing was too much when I was horny as hell.
When he removed his hands from the spot that was literally aching for him to stroke, I almost lost my mind. My body clenched at the emptiness I wanted him to fill.
His head dropped into the crook of my neck kissing and licking my sensitive skin. His touch felt so good that I couldn’t think. I just wanted to feel his hands all over me but more importantly that steel inside of me. I needed to hold on to something, so I reached my hands behind me and grabbed a hand full of his hair. He’d only barely touched me, and I was all ready to explode.
Brody lifted his head slightly and grazed my neck with his teeth as he continued to kiss a straight line until his lips met mine. There was nothing sweet about our kiss. It was aggressive as his tongue thrust into the depths of my mouth. He greedily took all that I offered and more. Skillfully, he devoured me. I was so caught up in our kiss that this man had me seeing stars behind my closed eyelids.
I showed him that I was just as hungry for him as I sucked and bit his bottom lip. His kisses were messing with my mind. Who was I kidding, I couldn’t form one coherent thought if my life depended on it.
Brody filled his hands with my breasts as he continued to kiss me senseless. He rolled and pinched my nipples in between his fingertips. I was not sure how it was possible, but the sting of it turned me on even more. I needed him inside me now. We could circle back around to all the foreplay during round two—three—four, whatever.
Yet, he continued to torture me with his touch, and I was ready to feel him moving inside of me. This was another of those times where I was going to have to take control in order to get what I wanted. I broke the kiss and quickly rolled over to straddle him.
Our breathing was ragged—hard.
His manhood jutted up in such an impressive fashion that it stopped my breath. Well . . . DAMN. Don’t get me wrong I had seen my share of dicks in my day, but if I were honest, none like this one. Brody had been more than blessed by the gods. I was fairly confident it was at least one reason he was considered a playboy extraordinaire.
That cocky smile appeared on his face. Then something strange happened. It was as if time stood still as our eyes locked onto one another. Neither of us was silly enough to believe this was love at first sight. It wasn’t. But, I felt something I hadn’t in a very long time . . . if ever. The scary part was I thought we were both feeling the same thing at the same time.
It felt like we were about to embark on something that was more than just physical. Brody was right, the joining of our bodies was going to be better than good. It was going to be explosive. I wanted explosive, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted the rest. That fleeting thought crossed my mind, but I had plenty time to think about that later. Right now, all I wanted to do was feel.
I ran my hands up and down his chiseled chest before lining myself up to him, ready to slide all the way down, going as far as my body would allow. My words came out in a breathless whisper as my chest heaved up and down. “Touch me.”
He continued to pierce me with his gaze as his arms lay still at his sides. A crazy thought entered my mind. Maybe he didn’t want me as much as I wanted him. No, that was an insecurity threatening to ruin this moment. Those baby blues told another story.
Brody caught me by the wrists and pulled me up to him before flipping me over onto the mattress. It happened so fast; one moment I was on top and the next—I was underneath. He nibbled on my ear. “I know you’re used to being in control, but not here; not in my bed.”
He used his knees to spread my legs apart as he settled in between them all the while creating a pathway of kisses from my neck down to the valley of my breasts. I pulled my knees up to the sides of his hips and squeezed, trying my best to do anything that would soothe the ache at the juncture between my thighs. My nails cut into his back as I ran my fingers all over it.
He kneaded my breast as his tongue circled around my tightly puckered nipple before finally pulling it into his mouth. The heat, the wetness, the suction . . . the pleasure was insane. My back arched off of the bed. I tangled my fingers into his hair, probably about to pull it out from the roots, as I pressed his head even closer. I’d been waiting for the moment the heat of his mouth made contact with the tips of my sensitive breasts. Brody sucked and sucked until I was mad crazy and sexually delirious. When he finished he made sure to give the same attention to the other one.
I hissed. He brought everything out of me including words spoken in Mandarin, French, and English. They all meant one thing, fuck me. He rubbed his steely thickness back and forth against my swollen flesh as he continued to love on my breasts. Our juices mixing together was like an erotic drug heightening my senses to another level.
“Ahhhhh . . . mmm . . . feels so good.”
He spoke with a mouth full of my breast. “Not as good as you taste.”
He moved his lips back to mine and began to kiss me all over again. The rhythm of the kiss matched the pace of him rolling his body into mine.
“Now, I think you’re ready.”
Panting, I agreed.
The next moment, he buried a finger deeply inside of me.
“Yaaaassss!” I clenched the sheets as I lifted my body off the mattress pressing forward into his hand. He still continued to torture me. I wasn’t expecting a finger, and it wasn’t enough. I continued to squirm for more.
Brody slowly pulled back only to thrust back into me again. “More?”
I couldn’t talk. I could only nod. When he added the second digit and crooked his finger in a way that touched my g-spot, my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Brody made love to me with his hands in a way most men hadn’t been able to do with their bodies. I felt the beginning spasms of an orgasm. Was this man really going to make me come just by using his fingers?
A thin layer of perspiration began to cover my body as Brody continued to drill into me over and over again until finally . . . I exploded! There was a scream trapped somewhere in my throat, but it came out as a cross between a moan and screech.
I still hadn’t come down from my sexual haze when he leaned over onto his nightstand for a little gold packet. It took him no time at all to roll on the condom. Once it was on, he got up on his knees and pulled me by my waist to him. I wasted no time wrapping my legs around him.
His own voice sounded strained as if he’d held out for as long as he could. “You ready?”
“Yes.”
“Then, hold on.”
I listened, dug my
fingers in, and held on tightly to his arms. Brody lined the head of cock up to my center and thrust into me.
I screamed. “Ahhhhhhh!” He didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath before continuing to drill into me. It hurt so good.
I didn’t think he would fit, and it took a minute to adjust to his size, but I loved every time he pumped into me. I could feel the walls of my body pulse and tighten around him. The way he moaned and gritted his teeth, I think he felt it too.
“I-I’m close.” My head thrashed from side to side on the pillow. Brody’s powerful strokes were unrelenting. He was like a machine as he ground his body into mine. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to feel my legs enough to walk tomorrow.
When we started our bodies had been covered in a light perspiration now we were wet with sweat. It dripped off of us as the slapping sounds of our bodies coming together increased.
Brody brought his forehead to mine then kissed me. “Come for me baby.”
Seconds later, I saw stars. And, moments after that, Brody growled out his own release.
I snuggled closer into his embrace. I felt carefree for the first time in too long to remember. “The sun is coming up.”
Brody smiled into my neck. “If you’re still talking I guess that means, I still have some work to do.”
I laughed. “Do you ever get tired?”
“I’d be more than happy to go another round with you, but I’m out of condoms. I have no idea how that happened.”
“That’s all I would need, a baby.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“I don’t know. Being a parent means putting your child’s needs before your own. I’m not sure how good I would be at that.”
“But isn’t that what you’ve done for Cecily? Leaving her with two people who love her and can keep her safe, I would think that is the ultimate sacrifice.”
“I’ve often felt guilty about it. No one could say I’m the greatest influence.”
“Have you ever thought that maybe you’re too hard on yourself?”
“No. I can honestly say without a shadow of a doubt; I have never had that thought.”
Chapter 17
“Hahn. I’m checking in. What do you have for me? Did you find out who the bastard was that tried to kill me?”
“Gina, you need to get home as soon as you can. We have an idea of who but nothing we can confirm just yet. There is another wrinkle in your plan to take over leadership.”
“What now?” The euphoria I had been feeling quickly evaporated.
“Zheng managed to get another vote. He now has two votes on the Council. But, get this . . . there is someone else who has acquired two votes.”
“Who? Who else on the Council would challenge me?”
“The whispers I’m hearing is it’s not anyone on the Council. That’s not the worst of it. Mr. Ng has pulled his support from you and has decided to abstain from voting. He will only vote with the majority when it’s reached.”
“That bastard! That means we each only have two votes with only one really available for the get.”
“Right. And, Gina, strong arm tactics are not going to work. There’s a Council meeting in two days. You need to be there. Everyone who is vying for that position will be.”
“That means I’ve got to get my ass back to China ASAP.”
“It’ll take me a day or so to get your alias together for your passport and other id’s.”
I paced back and forth as I pressed my fingers to my forehead. “I don’t have time for that.” I continued to pace trying to think of something quick. “Okay. You work on that from your end, and I’ll see if I can work something out on my end that will get me home faster.” I disconnected the call.
“Shit. Shit, shit, SHIT!”
Brody walked into the bedroom with a couple of glasses of orange juice. “I take it your morning hasn’t started out the best.”
“I’ve got to go home.”
“That wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear. When?”
“Now. I need to be on a plane, yesterday. The problem is somebody would like to kill me. If I try to get on my own plane, that’s putting an X on my chest. I don’t really want to do that. I can’t get home on a commercial using an alias because that’s going to take a day or so to arrive.”
“Take mine.”
“Take your what?”
“My plane. It’s registered to me so there shouldn’t be a problem. By the time you land and check in through customs, you’ll be long gone. Your security will be there right?”
“You would do this for me without even asking what’s so urgent?”
Brody put the juices on the table then sat down pulling me with him. “Truth?”
“Nothing but.”
“I’m not crazy about dating a gangsta. If I had my way, I’d get you to leave all that madness behind. Who knows after more than just a couple of incredible days, maybe that could still happen. Realistically, what are my choices? Spend some time getting to you know, flaws and all, or let you walk out of my life. I’m not willing to do the latter.”
I heard him; I just couldn’t believe it. Brody was willing to accept me as I was flaws and all. My throat felt thick. I couldn’t speak to express what I was feeling. I gently pressed my lips against his. He had no idea the gift he’d just given me. “Thank you.”
“Contrary to what you might believe, sweetheart, I’m a man in politics. Not all of my associations are above board.”
Quickly, Brody managed to twist our bodies so that I was lying underneath him in the bed. His smile was contagious as he dropped kisses on my lips and gently bit my neck. “Before I let you go, I’ll need two things from you.”
I giggled like a school girl. “What’s that?”
“Promise me you’ll be careful, and I’ll need to fill you up one more time for the road.”
*****
Brody linked his hand in mine as we sat in the back of his limo. I was getting ready to go into a warzone, yet I couldn’t seem to keep the goofy smile off of my face. The closer we got to the private airstrip the quieter we both became.
“I spoke to my investigator before we left the house today.”
I tensed. “Really? Why?” I would have told him anything he wanted to know.
“I wanted to get as much information regarding the eight families as I could. Gina, they’re a lot more lethal than I imagined.”
I turned my head to look out of the window so that I didn’t have to see the disapproval in his eyes. “So am I, Brody. I don’t always get to keep my hands clean.”
Quietly he spoke. “I know.” He picked my hands up and brought them to his lips. “But, there’s more good in you than you believe. I want you to know that. You don’t have anything to prove to anyone except for yourself.”
“That sounds like a Hallmark card.”
“Maybe. But it’s true. The security team that’s following us are former US Special OPS. They’re going to get on that plane and stay with you until you can link up with your own people, but—I don’t want you to get on that plane. I want to see where things can go with us.”
I closed my eyes. “Don’t ask me that. You can’t ask me that.”
The car pulled up on the tarmac. “I know and I won’t, but I have made the decision. I’m not letting you get on that plane alone. I’m coming with you.”
My head snapped around to see if he was serious. “No. I will not put you in danger. I will not let my enemies use you against me or hurt you.”
Brody opened his car door and got out. Then looked back inside at my stunned face. “As long as you handle your business then there’s nothing to worry about.”
Chapter 18
I couldn’t count the number of times Brody and I made love on the trip back to China. Thank God we stopped and picked up more condoms on the way to the airport. Twenty-three hours went by like just a few.
We were lying in bed with me in the crook of his arm, after another bout of maratho
n sex, talking. I allowed my fingers to graze up and down his chest. “What’s your family like?”
“My family?”
“Yes. I’ve talked to you about mine, but we haven’t really talked about yours.”
“My family. Let’s see. We’re all very close. You know my father and mother have been together for fifty-two years. I have three sisters—Layla, Lauren, and Lisa. The triple L’s. My mother’s name is Lydia. What made my parents think that was cool was beyond me. Then there’s Michael. He’s my only brother, and the baby of the family. We typically get together a couple times a month for dinner. I have eight nieces and nephews, so the house is always loud and out of control.”
“Is everyone married?”
“Everyone except Michael.”
“Why haven’t you married?”
He laughed a little. “That’s a loaded question, and there is no right answer to it.”
“The truth is always the right answer. You’re handsome, rich, not married, and don’t have any children. There must be a reason.”
“I’m not married, because I don’t want to be. I’ve never been sure I could be the man my father is when it comes to my mother. Fifty years is a long time to be with one person.”
“Ahh . . . so you’re easily distracted by other women.”
Brody held me a little tighter. “I knew this was a no-win conversation. No. I’m not easily distracted by other women. I wasn’t sure one woman could hold my interest for very long, but you know what? I have a feeling that just might be about to change.”
“Of course, you would say that.”
He kissed me so thoroughly my toes curled. “I’m confident that wouldn’t be the case for us. Boredom would be the least of my worries.” His voice dipped low. “How much time did the pilot say we had before we landed?”
Brody rolled on top of me, and I opened my legs wide to welcome him. The weight of his body on top of mine made me breathless. “Enough.” Seconds later he entered me in one hard thrust.
*****
Brody and I, along with his security team, de-boarded the plane. The giddiness I had just an hour ago was replaced with a hard-edged woman that was back and ready to take care of business.
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