Secret Weapon

Was he kidding? It felt incredible.

She nodded, arching upward again. He drew his finger free, then slid his arms around her and cupped her ass. His lips trailed along her arm, down to her busy hand, then he nibbled the knuckle of the finger inside her. She slid it free and he grasped her wrist, then drew her damp finger into his mouth. He sucked for a few seconds, then drew it from his lips.

“I didn’t tell you to take it out.” He guided her hand back to her slit and she slid her finger inside again.

He kissed her hand, then licked her slit. His tongue curled around her finger, teasing it, and he nibbled her folds. Finally, he drew her hand away and licked the length of her opening.

“Now show me how you touch your clit,” he said.

She pressed her finger into her folds, the

n found the little button hidden inside. She stroked it lightly, then dabbed.

“Show me your clit,” he said.

* * *

Liam stared at her wet folds of flesh as she parted them with her fingers, revealing a little nub of flesh inside. God, this woman was something else. So open and comfortable with her body and sex. Willing to be wild and totally uninhibited.

He leaned forward and licked her glistening clit. Tingles rushed through him when she moaned. If he kept working on her clit, licking it … sucking it … she would come. And he wanted to see her come again. But in the state he was in, if he made her come now, he’d spew all over her at the same time, and he’d rather be inside her.

He glided upward and grabbed her hands, then pinned her to the bed again, holding her body trapped beneath his.

“I’m going to fuck you now.” He nipped her lower lip. “I’m going to drive my cock into you so deep and so hard, you’ll beg me for more.”

“Oh, yes.”

He locked his gaze on her glazed blue eyes as he pressed his cockhead to her wet opening, wondering if he’d make it inside her. He thrust forward—deep, just like he’d promised—into her hot depths. Her hot, wet sheath tightened around him as she squeezed. He groaned at the intense sensation. He drew back, then glided forward again. His lips found the soft skin of her neck and he nuzzled. She gazed up at him and he captured her lips as he drove into her again.

He drew back, then paused, watching with a smile as her expression grew more needy.

She squeezed him again and moaned. “Don’t stop.”

“If you want me to keep going, you know what you have to do.”

Her gaze caught his and she smiled. “Oh, Officer, please. I’m so close to coming. Please fuck me.”

“You’re close?” He drove in deep, then held her pinned to the bed.

Her deep, rapid breathing gave him a pretty good clue.

“I’m sooo close. Please keep fucking me.”

He drew back and drove deep again, then again, picking up speed until he was hammering into her.

“Oh, God. Oh, yes.” Her hands glided over his shoulders and she began to wail. “More. Yes.” Her fingers tightened. “Oh, yes. I’m … ah … coming.”

As soon as she said the words, heat flooded through his groin. As he drove deep again, he erupted inside her, groaning at the exquisite release.

Still he thrust into her. Her orgasm seemed to last forever, as she moaned and clutched him tight.

Her moans turned to whimpers, and finally she collapsed onto the bed and pushed her long, blond hair from her face. She smiled up at him.

“Officer, if I haven’t convinced you yet to set me free, I’m not sure what else to do.”

In fact, he wondered if he ever wanted to set her free.

He’d never met a woman like Janine, who was so comfortable just being herself, not caring what society or others thought about how she lived her life. He loved that about her. In fact, maybe he was actually falling in love with this woman.