Contract Killer - Page 29

After setting it back down she scanned the room, her gaze landing on Gage. He sat in a chair in the corner of the room, his gun on his lap, his hand covering it.

“Gage?” she said his name softly. As the seconds ticked by she swore the heat in the room climbed. They continued to stare at each other, a sliver of light coming through a crack in the thick, closed curtains.

What’s happening?

“Neeka,” he said her name softly, deeply, and she found herself heating, her body coming alive with arousal.

She licked her suddenly dry lips. “I don’t know what’s happening,” she breathed out. Even from the short distance the scent of him invaded her. He smelled like a man, like he was violence, masculinity and rawness, all wrapped into one. And it turned her on. They were in danger, so much danger, yet here she was thinking about being with him.

He stood and took a step toward her, but instead of staying where she was, she stood and moved to the side, away from the bed. She didn’t want to feel vulnerable to her emotions. He moved closer still, and she felt the wall stop her. She wasn’t running from him.

He placed his hands on the wall, one on either side of her head and leaned forward. She let her eyes travel down his thickly corded neck, over his rippling muscles only covered in a dark t-shirt, and stopped on the bulge she could see pressed against his pants.

“Do you like what you see, Neeka?” His voice was deep and gravelly, so sexually laced that her whole body heated with awareness. Against her better judgment she nodded, licking her lips again and noticing how his gaze dropped down to her mouth.

“I should be a professional and keep my distance,” he murmured.

“Maybe I don’t want that.”

He groaned, and in the next instant crushed his lips against hers, speared his hand through her hair, and pulled her even closer. Her body molded to his, and she was very aware of how soft hers was compared to the hardness of his. She tilted her head and opened her mouth, moaning when his tongue slid inside and tangled with hers.

He ground his shaft into her, his cock like steel, monstrous and ready to take her. She spread her legs wider, Gage using the opportunity to move closer and press his erection against her mound. Despite the clothing they wore she felt everything. He broke away from her mouth, breathing heavily as he kissed a trail down her throat.

“Fuck, Neeka. What you do to me.”

She let her head fall back against the wall and closed her eyes, loving the feel of his tongue dancing along her flesh. His other hand gripped her waist, clenching and unclenching as he slowly moved it up. She thrust her breasts out, needing him to touch her, aching for him to caress her throbbing nipples.

He took the hint, cupping the heavy mound and running his thumb over the engorged tip. She should have been embarrassed at how the nubs stabbed through the material of her shirt, as if seeking Gage’s mouth, needing that hot cavern or they wouldn’t be satisfied.

He took his other hand and reached around, cupping her ass and lifting her slightly. She teetered on her toes, gasping as his cock nudged her clit. He slid his hand over the globes of her bottom, slipping between her cheeks, and running his fingers up and down the center of her body.

“I can feel how wet and hot you are for me, Neeka.” He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear, and she shivered. “Tell me we need to stop. Tell me right now, and this will end.”

She had no intention of doing any such thing, not when her body was more alive than it ever had been. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see him staring at her, his expression fierce and serious.

“No, I want this just as much as you do.” She moved her hand between their bodies and gripped his cock through his pants, her eyes widening at his size. He hissed between his teeth and then groaned, dropping his head slightly so that he was looking at her with half-lidded eyes. He kissed her again, his tongue sliding along her lips, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin.

Both of his hands were now on her ass. He lifted her, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. His mouth was pressed hard to her, working her over as he clenched his hands on her ass. Gage set her on the floor, her body sliding down his in a sensual way.

She moved to the side and felt the bed bump against the back of her thighs, the reality of what they were about to do finally taking root.

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