“Yes. Coffee first though.” He glances at the agents. “Can we get you anything before we leave town?”
They both shake their heads. “Thanks for asking,” Dillon says. “I went for supplies an hour ago so we’re good until tomorrow.”
Nodding, Joshua opens the door and we leave, heading out of the hotel in silence, both lost in our own thoughts. Just outside of the hotel Joshua stops and takes hold of my arm to keep me with him. He wraps an arm around my waist and whispers, “We’re being watched.” I slowly move closer so that I’m tucked in to the warmth of his body. “What do you want to do if Clarissa ignores the call?” he adds, in hushed tones.
“She makes me nervous, so lets wait and see.” My stomach turns at the thought of having to deal with Clarissa Redgrave because I know she won’t give up without a fight. Words that I’ll probably wish she’d kept to herself will fall from the other agent’s mouth regardless of what Joshua and I ask of her—regardless of what our undercover assignments are. “Who is watching us?” I ask, not wanting to think about the woman for now.
“I think its Neve, but I can’t be sure,” Joshua admits. “She was watching us closely from the black SUV parked out front of the gift store.”
“I’ll grab us some coffee while you keep watch from the bench.” I point toward the small park with a few vacant benches, over to one side. The more I look it’s actually a large town square with a small pond and a children’s play ground.
Josh shakes his head. “I’ll get the coffee.” He takes my hand and intertwines our fingers while leading me toward the bench. “Sit and enjoy the peace for a few minutes…and do not leave this bench without me.” He glares.
I tip my fingers to my forehead and smirk. “Okay, boss.”
Josh wanders off and I focus on the children having fun on the swings and slide. A toddler runs off toward the water, but luckily he can’t get too close to the danger because of the railings around. A duck waddles over and nibbles on the child’s T-shirt much to his delight. It sends him into a fit of giggles, making me laugh along with him. It’s difficult to not watch the antics of the children, even though I’m supposed to be watching the entrance of the gift store.
There hasn’t been any movement in that direction, so I think I’m good for now, and I certainly am when Joshua appears carrying two steaming cups of coffee and a bag of what I’m hoping are cinnamon buns.
“I should have gotten something for the ducks,” he comments, sitting next to me.
“Maybe.” I sniff the bag he offers and roll my eyes at the amusement on his face. “They’re not sharing my muffin.”
“You not going to share with me?” He raises a brow.
“Seems as though it’s your fault I’ve worked up an appetite, and because I’m expected a repeat tonight, I’ll share.” I grin and laugh when he snatches the bag from my hands.
“I bought four.” He sorts us out with food and settles me against his side. “It was Neve that I saw. John sitting waiting in the car. Think he’s asleep. You can’t see from here, but I had a better view from the coffee store.”
“Then let’s enjoy the peace and quiet on a beautiful day before we head back.”
“I’d like that a lot.” I pick at the muffin while enjoying the feel of the man beside me.
38
Joshua
It’s been a weird kind of day with all the couples sneaking around like they shouldn’t really be here. It’s left Mallory and I wondering what the hell they’ve been doing. There’s been no sighting of Clarissa and Roger, so we’re hoping they’ve left. We’d ask but don’t want to draw attention to ourselves.
Mallory looks amazing in the red dress she has on. Her splendid legs are on display in the short, fitted dress, not to mention her breasts. The material clings to her body like a glove and it’s taking all my will power not to put my hands on her. She knows it too with the way she’s moving. She wants my eyes and hands on her.
Currently leaning on the countertop with her head dipped as she reads something on her phone, my body throbs at the sight of her. The material stretches over her bottom making my heart race with the desire to touch.
“Don’t move,” I hiss, crouch down so that I can slide my hands up her legs. “I need to touch you before we go anywhere. I need everyone to know you belong to me.” I shove her dress further up and delight in the smooth skin that the palms of my hands are trailing over.
Coming to her hips, I grab each side of her dress and lift it over her ass, cursing when I spot the thin red thong between the cheeks of her ass. My cock throbs behind my zipper and I wince at the uncomfortable position my flesh is in.
Mallory groans when my hands massage her ass and the sound goes straight to my balls. Forcing myself to return to my feet, I sigh in relief, which turns into a grunt when Mallory reaches back and cups my dick. Her fingers search and find my zipper, and yanking it down her fingers touch my burning cock.
“Fuck,” I hiss between clenched teeth.
“Inside me, Josh.” Mallory jacks me off while her thumb rubs the weeping slit on the crown of my dick. “I need to feel you sliding inside of me.”
“I’m not going to survive you,” I admit, moving her thong to the side. I rub my fingers through the wetness she’s unable to hide and feel my cock pulse with every moan leaving her sexy as sin mouth.
I knock her hand from me and thrust inside my own personal heaven. Her body is warm, wet, and swollen around my hard flesh, causing my legs to tremble. I hold her hips and grind up into her, knowing it gets her unbelievably wet. Her pussy ripples and pulses, sharply tugging on my cock and I spill my semen into her. My orgasm came so suddenly that the hard flash of pleasure that comes with it takes my breath away. My hands tremble on Mallory’s hips as I grunt and thrust through the intense release that only intensifies when Mallory’s release wraps around me.
“I want you to stay inside of me,” she whispers, squeezing her inner muscles.