“Watch me as I take you for the first time.” His words gruff and full of ownership. She had no problem with that, because this was what she wanted.
“Do it,” she commanded when he hadn’t moved.
Slowly he slid in her; her inner muscles stretching to accommodate him. He pulled out a little and then pushed in a bit further, until he was buried to the hilt. Filling her so completely.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned.
“Yes. So good.”
Their mouths found each other, and as she fell into the kiss, he started to move. Everything about his strokes was measured, and each time he pushed in, he brushed her clit, increasing the pleasure until she was mindless. Her head thrashed from side to side. Her hips raised higher and higher, urging him on, until it was all too much and her orgasm slammed into her. His name a silent cry.
His movements became erratic as she pulsed around him. He stilled above her, his back bowing, and the muscles in his neck bulging as he buried himself as far as he could go and shouted out her name. Indigo clutched him close, never wanting to let go.
One moment in time with Wilt was all it had taken for him to ruin her for anyone else.
Had she ruined him as well?
Chapter
Sixteen
Sunlight filtered through the sliver of a gap between the blind and the window, hitting Wilt square in the eye. This was the fourth morning he’d woken up that way. It was also the fourth morning he’d woken up with Indigo in his arms.
Her hair was spread in a glorious dark curtain over his chest. She had one arm flung over his waist, and their legs were entwined.
His Indigo liked to cuddle, and he was totally fine with it.
Wilt had never considered himself the type to snuggle with the woman he was sleeping with, but with her, it wasn’t as stifling as he thought it would be.
His phone vibrated on the table by the bed. In an instant, the remnants of sleep evaporated, and he was fully awake.
Who the fuck was calling him so early?
His mind immediately went to his teammates. They were away in Asia, looking for a scumbag who deserved everything he had coming to him.
In between watching over Indigo, he’d done what he could, and had given them as much intel as possible. He’d only been able to get a few more images of the area than they already had.
Had something gone wrong?
He grabbed the phone as he extracted himself from Indigo’s embrace. He should’ve taken a little more care, to avoid his movements being abrupt and jarring for her, but he needed to be standing to take this call. It didn’t matter that he was stark naked.
“Wilt, here.”
The line crackled, a clear indication the call wasn’t local.
“Wilt, can you hear me?” Damon’s voice was faint, which only ratcheted up his concern that something had gone awry on the mission.
“I’m here. What’s wrong?” He gripped his phone tight, willing the line not to drop. Damon would be using a satellite phone, but they weren’t a hundred percent reliable.
“Are you near your computer?”
Behind him, he heard the rustle of the sheets. He wanted to look at the beautiful woman gracing his bed as she got up, but this was one time when he couldn’t indulge in one of his favorite pastimes. “Yep.”
He strode to the living room and lifted the lid. It took a second, but the screen lit up. “What do you need?”
“I’m about to send you coordinates. I need you to find an extraction point for us.”
“What about Bayden? Why can’t he do it?” Considering he was their contact, and on the mission with them, and would be the one in charge of that part of the mission, the request seemed unusual.
