Delta's Baby Surprise (Special Forces Elite 1)

I leaned to kiss her on the cheek. “While you figure that out, I’m going to sign the irrigation law and pay Lesage five million dollars for my freedom.”

I saw the smile sneak on her lips.

“Do you have to leave so soon?”

I looked at my watch. “I have ten minutes. Join me in the shower.”

She nodded and hopped from the bed, bouncing into the bathroom. I was already hard thinking about her slick body underneath the steam.

When I stepped inside she was waiting on her knees. Fuck she was sexy. The water ran over her skin, dripping from her hard nipples. I could see the want in her eyes. She licked her lips when she saw how hard I was for her. Only I could satisfy her thirst.

“Come here,” she whispered coyly. I entered the water slowly, tormenting her. Making her wait as she begged to be filled.

I pressed the tip of my crown to her lips. She greedily took me in her mouth, sliding her tongue down the bottom of my shaft. I groaned as she sucked me further, daring me to come.

The hot water prickling my back was nothing compared to the fire she lit inside me. I pulled back and thrust myself deeper into her throat, filling her the way I knew she wanted. She gagged around my massive cock. I shuddered against the convulsion.

I twisted my hands in her wet hair and fucked her perfect mouth. My hips moved in a steady rhythm as she dug her fingers into my thighs, coaxing me even farther. I didn’t know she could take me this deep.

I pulsed in and out, harder and harder. I could feel the pressure building. I slammed the palm of my hand into the tile wall, slick with steam. She didn’t hesitate. Her head tilted back as she relished my throbbing ne

ed. Tasting my mounting desire.

“You’re going to make me come, love.”

She responded with a moan that sent vibrations through my entire body. I tightened my fist in her hair as she swirled her tongue, meeting my pace. Matching my urgency. My muscles tensed as I hilted firmly into her willing mouth.

“Look at me.”

There were tears brimming as she opened her eyes. How could she still look this beautiful, even down on her knees choking around my cock? The hunger in her look pushed me over the edge. I pumped hard, spilling come deep into her throat. I ran my hands over the back of her neck, holding her there. Relishing in the wet heat as she drank me. Her lips slid around my shaft, coating me with my own release. The sensation was amazing.

She smiled as I pulled her to her feet, caressing her curves with my fingertips. Pulling her into a deep kiss.

“I can think of worse ways to spend ten minutes,” she giggled, reaching for the soap.

“Not so fast, Molly Washington. It’s your turn.” The meetings could wait for the king to fulfill his duties.

This was how mornings were supposed to start.

Thirty-Six

Molly

I looked around for things to do to preoccupy my mind after Damon left. It was strange to have all my old things in a new set of apartments. My rooms were joined to the king’s residence. On the other side of his spare bedroom was a corridor that connected his suite to mine. I didn’t need a set of rooms, but I realized while I worked on my dissertation it was nice to have a space to spread out. I didn’t have to worry about Brooklyn stacking up my notecards.

I had left her a voicemail and sent two texts. She hadn’t responded. I’d try her again after lunch.

I had two bedrooms, a living room, dining room, an enormous bathroom, and a closet as big as a garage. There was no kitchen. Whatever I wanted came from the royal kitchen downstairs. The chefs on staff were ready to cook anything the royals wanted, no matter what time it was.

I opened my laptop. Palace cyber security was at an all-time high. One of the tech guys had to reprogram my laptop with encrypted codes so that it couldn’t be hacked when I was out. As the king’s newest advisor, that was a threat that concerned the intelligence force.

I didn’t tell them I wasn’t an actual advisor. I let them do what they needed and waited to get my laptop back.

The screen lit up and I clicked on my email. I had poured a second cup of coffee after my shower with Damon. I wasn’t sure how we had mixed being so dirty with clean, but it was a fun experiment. I giggled to myself.

I deleted a few of the coupons in my inbox. Then I saw it.

The email popped open and I read it so fast that I couldn’t process the message. I had to reread it.