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She seals my lips with two fingers. "Shut up, Thane, and get in here."
I surge forward, pushing her backward with me as I wrap my arms round the lass and kick the door shut. Before she can speak another syllable, I claim her mouth. She exhales a soft wee sigh. But when I push my tongue between her lips, she sags against me and reciprocates the kiss. Soon, we're groping each other with abandon. Her breasts are mashed to my chest. She wriggles her erse, then shoves a hand between our bodies to mold her palm to my cock.
This wasn't how I intended to apologize to her, but it will do.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Rebecca
The moment Thane Buchanan fell to his knees and begged my forgiveness, I gave up any pretense of being angry with him. Yes, he hurt my feelings. But I'm a grown woman who can handle that sort of thing. Right now, though, all I can think about is getting him inside me as soon as possible.
But Thane pulls away, stumbling backward. "We shouldn't shag yet. I need to explain---"
"Explanations later. I need you inside me right now."
"Dinnae ye want to curse at me?"
"Maybe later." I start unbuttoning my shirt. "Get naked, Thane. That's an order."
He grins and chuckles. "You are the most wonderful woman."
"Ditch the compliments and talk dirty to me."
Thane grins and chuckles again. "We can do that after. Right now, I need to talk to you about Holden and my connection with him. It's time I cleared the air."
"You said your past was top secret and you couldn't tell me about it."
"After Holden's little visit to the police station, I dinnae give a toss about the Official Secrets Act. Let them arrest me."
I take his hand, leading him to the sofa where we both sit down. "I don't want you to go to prison, Thane."
"Neither do I. But I doubt it will come to that." He slings an arm across the sofa's back, turning toward me. "After my first exchange with Holden, I rang my old handler at the DIO. She said she can no longer help me. But maybe I can change her mind if I can get proof that he's been blethering to everyone about his time in MI6."
"He was a spy?"
"That's right. A ruddy awful one, as it turned out. He had gone over to the other side and became a double agent."
I can't deny that I'm getting excited---in a nonsexual way---simply because he's sharing more of himself with me. More of his covert past. "You must have been the one who captured Holden, right? He said you got him sent to prison."
"Aye, my handler ordered me to track him down and bring him in." He gazes directly at me while he speaks, clearly no longer burdened by the need to keep mum. "I wasn't an intelligence officer, but I was asked to become an agent. That means I secretly passed information to an intelligence officer. That person operated under deep cover, as an illegal, meaning that she had none of the protections that regular intelligence officers had."
I sit up straighter, my curiosity piqued by one word he spoke. "She? Your contact was a woman?"
"Aye. The same woman I rang immediately after Holden made his first appearance."
"Did you sleep with her?"
Thane screws up his mouth and swerves his attention to a spot somewhere behind my shoulder. "Aye, we had a poke now and then."
"Why so shy about giving me the details? I hardly expected that you'd been a monk."
"But lasses don't usually like to hear about a man's former lovers."
"You know I'm not that judgmental."
He smiles, though it's soft and somewhat melancholy. "Aye, you would never rebuke me for my past lifestyle. You're a kindhearted woman."
"Mess with my kids and you'll find out just how tough I can be."
