Page 63 of Hostile Extraction


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“Where’d you lose our friends?”

“Pulled behind a garage and bailed, grabbing the gas can. It’s in the trunk. Nico’s men drove on past. By the time they backtracked, I was out of there. Found this one two-blocks over.”

“Now what?” Asia asked from the backseat, peeking out from under the jacket.

Stan met her eyes in the rearview mirror. “Now we get to the estate and lay low. Chris is arranging a ride out day after tomorrow.”

“What time?” Dusty asked.

“Midnight.”

They had some tense moments waiting at two stoplights but made it up into the hills with no tail. Finally, Stan pulled into the driveway of the estate.

Dusty turned to Asia as she sat up, throwing off the jacket. “Wait here. I want to make sure it’s clear.”

The men climbed out of the vehicle, and Dusty went inside, gun drawn, while Stan stood guard outside the vehicle, eyes scanning the area.

Dusty whistled from the door, indicating it was clear, and she and Stan followed.

Asia was mentally exhausted and rubbed a hand down her neck, stretching it.

Dusty came up behind her, and his palms landed on her shoulders, squeezing. She rolled her neck to the side.

“Hmm. That feels good.”

He leaned to her ear. “Why don’t you go up and take a hot shower? It’ll feel even better.”

“I think I will.”

He kissed her cheek, and she walked up the stairs.

“I’m getting a bottle of wine from the cellar. You want some?” Dusty called over his shoulder.

“No thanks. I’ll take first watch.” Stan wandered out to the porch.

Dusty found a bottle and grabbed a corkscrew and two glasses, then went up the stairs. He heard the water running as he popped the cork and poured the wine. Then he set it on the dresser and pulled his shirt over his head as he headed to the bathroom to join Asia.

Steam rose from the shower stall, but he could clearly see the form of her naked body through the foggy glass that only half partitioned off the shower from the room.

Asia turned her head as he worked open his fly and dropped his pants to the floor, then stepped inside with her.

His gaze coasted down her body, taking in every single beautiful inch of her. Then his chest came up against her naked back, and his hands squeezed her hips, pulling her flush against him. Her wet skin was hot against his. It only took a moment for him to get hard. He nuzzled her ear and brought his hands up to cup her breasts, his cock pressing against her pretty ass.

“You feel so fucking good.”

She let her head drop on his shoulder and moaned as his thumbs strummed her nipples. Then he reached around her, grabbed the body wash and poured some in his palm. He slowly went over her wet skin with his soapy hands from her neck to her knees and back up again. When he was done, he cupped her tits again, pulling her tight to his chest and nipping her earlobe.

“I want to fuck you, Asia. You gonna let me do that?”

She nodded, thrusting her breasts into his hands and stretching her arms up to cling to his neck. That gave him better access, and he squeezed her tits again. Then one hand trailed down over her belly to slip between her legs, two fingers plunging inside her and finding her wet there too.

He groaned. “My baby’s wet and ready for me, isn’t she?”

Asia nodded, clinging to him and letting him touch where he wanted. He withdrew his fingers, now coated with her arousal, and slathered it over her clit, then took up a steady rhythm, stroking until she strained into his touch and bucked against his hand.

“God, I love how responsive you are to my touch.” He kept at her with one hand, while with the other, he kept tormenting her nipples. Soon he had her on the edge of release. “You want to come?”

“Yes. Please, Dusty.”

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