His mouth closes on mine as he moves, slow and even. Each time he fills me, my back arches and I moan in response. The muscles inside my groin clenching, accepting, and my desire builds to unfathomable heights.

He moves in earnest, his tongue caressing my neck. I'm so close to the edge and there's nothing but us in this moment. His body connects to mine on a deep, unknown level. He leans back onto his knees, grabbing my hips firmly, as he starts a faster, unforgiving rhythm.

"Blake," I cry out, from both pleasure as my orgasm gets closer, and pain as the bruises on my hips pulse under his grip.

"I love you, Lily," he hisses, "Come on, baby, come with me."

Harder and faster, he takes me, until I'm spiraling, unable to stop the orgasm gripping my entire being. Blake cries out my name, finding his own release, pulling me onto his lap, stilling inside me.

Tears shine in his eyes as I settle back to reality, my arms firmly around his neck. He kisses the moisture from my cheeks.

I didn't even realize I was crying . . .

"Are you alright, baby? Did I hurt you?"

I shake my head, pressing my lips to his. "Will you stay with me?"

Gently, he pulls out, and lays me back on the bed, curling up next to me, his arm draped over my stomach.

"I don't think I have a choice, Lily." He trails his fingers up and down my side.

"What do you mean?"

"I'd do anything for you. I don't think I could stop loving you even if I tried."

"Blake . . . " I grab his face and kiss him, my stomach clenching at his words.

I want him . . . again.

I tilt my head to deepen the kiss and as my tongue caresses his, I feel his erection grow against my leg. Keeping my lips on his, I twist to straddle him, and for the next hour, I lead us into oblivion.

28

~Lily~

I've dressed in my normal Interpol attire, weapons and all. Last night with Blake was mind-blowing, and as I sip my coffee, my face grows warm remembering the way his hands felt on my hips. I pull out my cell phone— 7:00 AM.

I intend to sneak out this morning with Dresden. Watching Blake sleep last night, the realization of the danger he's in really hit me, and I need to know he can defend himself. He's skilled in martial arts, but I need to know he has something more powerful behind him.

The heavy echo of footsteps bounces off the walls as I reach for the pen and paper in the middle of the counter.

Blake,

I'm running a few errands with Dresden. Please stay in the apartment. We all need to talk when I get back.

If for some reason you or your family cannot follow the above order, then I'd like to remind you that you're not to leave this apartment without a security detail. If YOU have to go out, take Vlad and Rhett with you. If Shannon or your parents need to go anywhere, they should do so with Hayato and Jameson.

Don't argue. I know what you're thinking. I've seen Hayato kill someone with the glass panel off a cell phone. Stay in the apartment.

Lily

I fold the letter and write Blake's name across the front, leaving it on the table. Standing, I take a final sip of my coffee, leaving the mug, and turning to face Dresden.

"Ready?"

Dresden has never looked so professional. He's wearing dark blue jeans and a button down with a black undershirt and boots. It's the first time I've seen him in something other than cut-offs and muscle shirts.

"Don't you look fancy," I say.

Tags: Courtney Lynn Rose Agents of Interpol Suspense
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