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“I want to watch you come undone.” He sweeps his hand down my body bringing me back to fever pitch. “I want to watch you taking your first cock and know it’s mine.” He slowly ruts against me. “I want to watch you come.” He places a pillow under my hips and puts his cock at my entrance. “And Eli,” he looks down at me with a predatory glare. “You know I always get what I want.”
He thrusts inside of me, and my body resists his until it finally gives into his will. Pain seizes me. I close my eyes trying to distance myself from it, but it’s not working.
“Remember how good it felt to have my finger in you?” Jeb rubs a hand soothingly over my outer thigh. “Focus on the pleasure that’s on the other side of this.”
He slowly starts thrusting into me and with each movement the ache eases and little hints of pleasure start to zip through me.
I open my eyes to see Jeb above me, his jaw tight and his face set in a tense line. “Are you alright?”
“You feel too fucking good,” he rasps out. “Making sure I don’t hurt you.” He kisses my lips. “Never want to hurt you.”
His sweetness undoes me and the need to have this new experience with him overrides the pain. I start rocking against him, and get lost in his blue eyes, the delicious scent of our intermingled bodies, and the glow of pleasure and love that keeps building and building till I feel like I’m going to burst with it.
“I didn’t know,” I say in wonder as I seek Jeb’s mouth out for a long, lazy kiss. “I didn’t know sex could—” I break off, as Jeb’s laser focused thrusts to my prostrate turns my words into one continuous moan. “Could be like this.”
“It’s not,” Jeb says, gently brushing my hair back. “It’s never been this good before.”
“Jeb,” I cry out needing him as I start to come. It’s too much. Can someone drown in pleasure? I need him with me for this.
“I got you, sweetheart,” he says, and then lets out his own hoarse scream as we shatter together.
Chapter29
Jeb
Texas
When we were in Minnesota and I saw the leaves turning color, I grabbed Eli and headed to Texas. It’s easier to pretend that it’s still summer when the temperature is hovering close to the hundreds.
Patriots Now has a lot of interests in Texas, so we’ve kept ourselves busy. We robbed a series of banks in El Paso, and in each one I gave one of my stupid speeches that headlined the national news for three weeks straight. Then Eli hacked into a chemical plant’s computer-run production and shut it down. The Patriots Now-owned plant was brewing some serious nightmare-inducing, illegal warfare chemicals during their night shift when they thought nobody was looking.
We’ve been in Austin since then, running a con on the state legislature. It’s been fun scamming on those assholes. Plus, the Tex Mex here is good, and Eli has discovered a love for frozen avocado margaritas with chips andQueso. He considers himself an aficionado on both now. I wouldn’t mind sticking around here for a bit and showing Eli some of the Austin music scene.
Our work here is done, though. Last night, with me posing as a minister from a well-known Evangelical church, and Eli pretending to be a young, firebrand lawyer from the EPA, we got ahold of information that directly ties the governor to Leland Banks and Patriots Now. Eli sent the incriminating documents to Evan Kelly, a journalist frenemy of Cash’s who plans to publish an exposé when the timing is right. The governor is gonna have some shit to explain when we take Leland Banks down.
Which could be any day now. We have enough to bury him right now and take down a whole bunch of his buddies, but I keep finding more jobs for us to pull. Once we decide to pull the trigger on Banks, Eli and I will only have one more job together as partners and not on our own, either. We’ll be working with the rest of the crew.
So I ignore the calendar and the cooling weather, and when I touch Eli, it’s fueled with desperation. Each time I know it might be the last time I get to kiss his lips. The last time I feel him slowly release all his tension and doubts as he abandons them in favor of responding to my touch. The last time I feel the tight silk-like heat of his body as I slide into him, which every time I do, gives me a feeling like I’ve never had before—like coming home.
And it’s not just the sex between us I’ll miss. It’s falling asleep to him clinging to me, and his soft snores are almost a lullaby to me now. It’s waking up to his dark, messy hair and cutting crabbiness until he downs a shitload of caffeine in all its various forms. It’s listening to him talk about any subject and being amazed at the paths his brilliant mind takes. And the thing I think I’ll miss the most is the way when I grab his hand in mine, it’s like a lock clicking in place.
I walk back into the hotel room, and Eli is in attack mode. Running between three computers while bitching that he doesn’t have eight of them, and talking to a voice that I’m pretty sure is Johnny’s. From the sound of it, they’re talking about Daisy and the adventures she’s been on lately.
“Then Jonah walked in on us kissing—” I hear Johnny say when Eli looks up from the chaos and gives me a smile.
Smiling doesn’t come automatically for Eli. Each one I’ve seen has been a gift and usually one I had to work hard for. I didn’t do anything to deserve this one. It was just because I walked into the room. Like there is no one else he’d rather see.
And that’s when I know.
I’m in love with Eli Baush.
Who am I kidding? I’ve been in love with him for a long time now. I’m just now reading the memo that my heart and my body wrote a while back.
And now that we are all in sync, and I’ve realized how crazy I am for Eli, I’ll be damned if I’m ever letting him go. I’m an outlaw, I don’t play by the rules. Why have I been acting like our partnership has to end when Patriots Now does? Or ever?
I want to make a collection of those smiles of his.
Of course, I need Eli’s cooperation in this plan, but I’m a thief. His body is already mine for the plundering. I just need to steal his heart.
