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“You’re wasting some,” I growl, leaning forward and wiping a stray blob of cum from her bottom lip with my thumb and pushing it into her mouth.
Instantly, she sucks on me, licking the pad of my thumb clean.
“You blow my fucking mind, Dove,” JD says. He tucks himself away before reaching for her and lifting her to her feet.
“I love you,” he whispers before stealing her lips in a filthy kiss.
Glancing back, I find Mav sitting with his legs spread wide, his hand on his dick and his eyes locked on his wife.
Bet that was something he never thought he’d ever witness.
All I can do is smile cockily at him.
Shaking his head, he flips me off before pushing to his feet and walking toward where Aubrey and I had set up office.
“I’m going to clean up,” Alana says.
“I’ll come?—”
“No, you won’t,” I growl, knowing exactly what will happen if they find themselves alone. Hell, having company isn’t much better. “We’ve got shit to do.”
“He’s right,” Alana says. “We need to focus on what’s important.”
“Getting off is very important,” JD counters.
“When this is over, you can indulge in all-day sex fests, if you want,” I offer, immediately regretting it when his face lights up as if I just told him it’s Christmas day and Santa has already been here.
“For real?” he asks.
“Jesus,” Mav mutters as he opens the laptop and taps in the password I shared with him.
“What? You know you want in on that action, Murray.”
Mav glances up, his eyes colliding with JD’s, as something conspiratorial passes between them.
Flipping my mind back to business, I join Mav. We’ve got just over an hour and a half left of this flight. We need every bit of intel on that place as possible.
The team has sent over what they can find about the owners and management, and a more up-to-date staff list they couldn’t locate before.
By the time Alana emerges, we’re all deep in research.
“Where do you need me?” she asks.
“Right here, little dove,” JD says before anyone else gets a chance, tapping his lap for her to sit on.
Despite there being a wealth of information on the place, there isn’t much that’s useful to us.
The owners, on the surface, seem like decent, upstanding businessmen. The staff almost all have squeaky clean records.
If I were looking at anything else, it wouldn’t raise suspicion. But knowing what we know… it screams of corruption and lies.
We just have to hope we’re right, and when we get there, we find at least something of use to move this investigation forward.
Because if we don’t…
I glance at Alana reading through a document.
No. I’m not going there.
