Sounds Like Deception (Sounds Like 2)

AJ’s lips were on my neck. On my nipples. He kissed my throat as he thrust in and out of my center. Our bodies tangled and twisted together. His cock penetrated the depths of my core with solid strokes. Strokes that took my breath away. Strokes that lit my blood on fire.

Our silent fucking was as intense as it was last night when I screamed his name. Maybe our quietness came because we knew there were agents outside the door. Or maybe we were just too tired to moan loudly. I didn’t know. I didn’t care. He was deep inside me and that was all that mattered.

His fingers curled to my ass, locking me in place to his hips. I clenched around him, awed by how powerfully our bodies created this magic. I felt the pulses surge from his cock. He sucked my nipple in his mouth. His teeth clamped down and I hissed, knowing I was about to come. I couldn’t barricade the pleasure from ripping through my limbs.

I panted harder and faster.

His fingers dug into my waist, coasting over my hips as his hand slid lower and guided my thighs wide. His grunts filled my ears. Our slick bodies moved in unison. He buried himself once more inside me and then we shattered. Our mouths met as we let the silent shockwaves consume us.

“I can’t move,” he whispered. “You feel too good.”

“I don’t want you to go anywhere,” I answered.

Was there a way to make him feel safe? To hold him long enough? Love him hard enough? I wanted him to know this relationship was still give and take. He could lean on me. He could count on me. I would be here no matter how dark things became. When we were together like this, we could block the darkness out. I did have the strength to shield him. That was something I had learned over the past five years. I didn’t believe in myself enough before, but wasn’t that same girl. The woman I had become could carry his burdens. I could fight to keep the darkness out of our bed.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked. “I’ll just listen.”

I sighed when he pressed deeper inside me, singing our skin together.

“Tomorrow, babe. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

He kissed my shoulder softly and we fell asleep.

Chapter Twenty

The next morning, we showered and ordered breakfast. It was hard to tell if we were in a hurry or trying to slow things down.

We sat on the balcony, drinking dark chicory. AJ wore aviators. I wrapped a sweater around my shoulders to protect against the chill.

“What time is Agent Canson supposed to arrive?” If I could delay the meeting any longer I would.

AJ glanced at his watch. “We have a few hours. His plane lands at 11am.”

The sun had barely risen over the city’s buildings. I settled into my chair. I knew what was supposed to happen next.

“Well, who goes first?” I asked.

He sighed. “There’s a lot to sort through. More information we need to talk about.” He looked better than when he had arrived in the middle of the night.

As tired as I was, I was excited to tell him about what I had discovered. “I have a lead,” I butted in before he could explain further. “On where the phone was purchased that sent the text.”

He pulled his shades forward. “How did you get that?”

I shrugged. “I was locked in this giant suite all night. I had to do something. Those thugs you call FBI agents wouldn’t let me go boutique shopping.”

He grinned. “So you hacked?”

“I had to look for him. I couldn’t just sit here, AJ. I had to do something.”

“It’s not an accusation. I’m glad you started taking control. You agree with me that it wasn’t Ethan Howard?”

“I wish I had realized it from the beginning. I think I was so hung up on having a clue about my mom that I saw Cindy in the text and just ran with it. It was so obvious when I listened to the conversation with Ethan. Besides that, he just didn’t seem like that kind of person. He’s very private.”

“I don’t know the man, but I listened and putting that with what you told me about him it didn’t add up. So tell me, what did you find?”

This was the part I was proud of. It had taken several hours, but I had tracked down the store. “The phone was purchased at a home goods store in Richmond, Virginia.”

“You can buy phones at the same place you buy pillows?”