He froze, just like he’d done when she kissed him earlier.But either he understood what she was trying to accomplish, or he just wanted to kiss her (and shereallyhoped it was the latter), because it wasn’t long before he opened his mouth with a needy, hungry sound, tangling his tongue with hers.
Given the fact that they had an audience (or would very soon), she knew they should keep this relatively PG rated.PG-13 at worst.But when he slid one hand into her hair and gripped her hip with the other, all her thoughts veered immediately into R territory.
Then he shifted and rocked his hips against hers.The sweats he had on did absolutely nothing to conceal the long, thick length of his hard-on.And when that hard-on brushed over her clit, well, it was all over for her.X-rated thoughts, here she came!
Came.Heh.
Her body had a mind of its own as she started gently rocking against him.Suddenly desperate to feel more of his skin against hers, she reached down, grabbed the hem of his T-shirt, and yanked it up.He pulled back from their kiss just long enough to whip the shirt over his head and toss it onto the floor.
He tugged her head to one side and ran the tip of his tongue over the sensitive spot below her ear.Her eyes fluttered shut and she couldn’t contain the shuddering sigh that slipped past her lips.
“God,” she moaned.“You feel so good.”
He groaned when she kept rocking against him insistently, urgently.Then she returned his groan when he shoved his arm under her hips, pressing her harder against him.
“Take what you need, baby,” he growled in her ear.
To punctuate his statement, he rolled his hips hard against hers and a loud, embarrassing moan escaped her.“Fuck,” he muttered.“Keep moving like that, making those sounds for me, and you’re going make me come before I even get inside you.”
The idea that he could get off onhergetting off turned her on almost more than the friction she was creating between them.Almost.
So, she let loose any lingering inhibitions she had and picked up her pace, rocking against him with complete abandon.
When she closed her eyes, he tightened his fist in her hair.“Look at me.I want your eyes on mine when you come,” he demanded.
Fuck yes.The intensity in his voice and his eyes was enough to push her over the edge.But she wanted him to come with her, so she grabbed his hips and ground against him harder, increasing the pressure between them.She felt the moment he lost control, felt it in the tightening of his muscles, saw it in his eyes as he ruthlessly held eye contact.
He growled her name as he shuddered above her, and Hadley cried out her release right along with him.
Heart racing, muscles trembling, she reached for the waistband of his sweats.She needed to get him naked now, because as soon as their recovery period was over, she wanted to dowaymore than dry hump.
Cole grabbed her hand.He pulled back, gasping for breath, and rested his forehead against hers.“He’s gone,” he rasped.
“Oh,” she whispered.That was it.Just, “oh.”Because anything more profound than that escaped her.
Cole must not have wanted to talk, either, because he yeeted himself off her like she was a live grenade, flopped on his back beside her, and threw his arm over his eyes.
She refused—refused, damn it!—to notice how the position highlighted his biceps…and the impressive hard on (how the hell was he still hard?She was pretty damn positive that he’d come, too) that was currently straining against the confines of his sweats.
But she totally noticed anyway.Ahem.
Hadley had no idea how long they stayed that way—breathing hard, side-by-side, on their backs, staring at the ceiling to avoid staring at each other, bathed in awkward silence.But as usual, her brain wouldn’t let anything stay quiet for long.So, eventually, she muttered, “Well…I guess the good news is that unless the sleeper agent assumes we’re just really good method actors, he’llhaveto believe we’re exactly who we claim to be.And that we have areallyhot sex life.”
Cole pulled his arm off his eyes and slowly rolled his head to look at her.She rolled her head to look back at him.And after blinking at her a few times, he huffed out a laugh so rusty it sounded like it hadn’t been used in decades, if ever.Knowing she was the one who brought that out of him made a grin split across her face.
She could get used to making him smile and laugh like that.
Did fake marriages built on blackmail and covert operations ever lead anywhere good?She had no idea.Seemed unlikely.
But something told her finding out was going to be onehellof an entertaining ride.
Chapter19
Hadley would admit she was a little off her game.
She’d tried to strike up a conversation with Cole that morning about everything that had happened the night before (particularly the shared orgasm), and he’d so studiously ignored her that she was starting to wonder if she’d dreamed the entire thing.
So, she was annoyed.And frustrated.Which didn’t put her in the best frame of mind to evaluate anything, least of all a top-secret, off-the-books government operation.
