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“All of it, some of it, pick a part?”
“We bought the company fifteen years ago. The security division and the contract division are currently worth about seven hundred and fifty million, mostly from the security side. Celebs and entitled rich people throw money at big guys with guns like they will never run out. Good for our bottom line. Brooks and I started taking contracts two years after we were hired.”
It was a good thing he was holding her, or she would have slid right off his lap. She had been married to an assassin for sixteen years. Civilian assassin. Hit man. Professional eliminator. Exterminator. Whatever the correct title was, it didn’t change the facts. She never knew because he never told her.
“Was I a cover? A lie?”
“Never. You are the best part of my world. Petal, you are the one who carries my heart. The only woman I will ever want. I need you more than I need my next breath. There is no me without you. Love isn’t a big enough word for what I feel for you, Rose. I never want to be without you. It killed me to put tears in your eyes. I had eyes on you at all times. It didn’t matter where you went. I had to know you were safe. Baby, I would burn the world down if he took you to hurt me. Never doubt I will hunt you down and track you to every shithole on this planet. When I find you, whoever put a shadow of a bruise on your beautiful body will die.”
Rose’s mouth fell open. She had no idea his growly tone and threats got her so hot. Her panties were soaked. If she looked down, she was sure she would see her nipples poking through the front of her shirt. She locked every muscle in her body to keep from rocking her hips.
“I love you. You are my world,” he said, cupping her face carefully between his hands. “I never stopped. Never will. You are the only woman for me. Nothing was pretend. You are the reason my heart beats, Petal.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Tank added, pounding on the door. “You love her. Thorn loves you, or else she would have been riding on Roach’s cock. Wrap it up. We have shit to discuss.”
“Bunny,” Rose shouted. “You have shitty timing. Five more minutes.”
“I can’t believe he lets you call him Bunny,” Warren chuckled.
“He didn’t have a choice,” she shrugged.
“You forgive me?”
“I need some time. Sixteen years is a long time to hold on to that kind of secret. I’ve known about it for all of fifteen minutes. You cannot expect me to make that kind of decision so quickly.”
“I can wait, but I need to kiss you. You have no idea how many nights I dreamed about you sitting on my lap while I kissed you.”
Warren didn’t wait. He could see the desire in her eyes. The way her nipples pebbled made him want to rip her shirt off to taste them. If he gave in to his desire to fuck her into the mattress until they were sweaty, sated, and clinging to each other, Rose would run. He would make her come to him. Then he would spread her out on the nearest bed and cherish her until there were no more doubts about how much he loved her.
Rose wasn’t sure who moved first, but one second, she was sitting on his lap, and the next, she was pressed against him. She couldn’t get close enough. It was the effect her husband always had on her. Every brain cell in her head melted. There was no thought, only the feel of his mouth devouring hers. His teeth nipped her bottom lip until she opened for him. When she did, oh lordy, when she did. Each stroke of his tongue stoked a fire within her until she burned for more. It was teeth and tongue and a desperate need to be closer. She craved more.
Warren groaned when she rubbed her hot little pussy on him. His hands stayed on her hips, holding her tightly. He knew if he started to explore her body, they wouldn’t be leaving the room. A man is only so strong. He would have her spread out on the bed beside the leftover fajitas, with his cock buried in that tight heat.
Rose bit his lip and moaned. Warren gripped her tighter. Marks from where his hands were would be there tomorrow. His cock jumped at the thought of her wearing his marks. Pulling her down, he thrust up, sliding his denim-covered length against her quivering pussy.
She was going out of her mind with want. She needed him. She needed his hands on her body. She placed her hand over his and slid their hands to the front of her pants. Warren swore viciously when she used his hand to rub over her aching core. Popping the button of her jeans, Rose lowered her zipper. She was too far gone to care about anything else. Her body was on fire, and his touch commanded the flames.
“Petal,” Warren ground out.
His wife was going to make him come in his jeans. He sucked in a deep breath and gritted his teeth when she eased their hands over her panties. She was drenched. His cock throbbed, wanting to be where his hand was.
“Warren,” she moaned, throwing her head back and sliding their fingers under her panties. She used his index finger to make small circles around her clit. Her body trembled when his skin touched hers. Pinching two of his fingers together, she held them tight to her pussy, and she started to ride his hand.
“God damn, baby, that is so hot,” Warren rumbled. “Come on my fingers, Petal.”
“I’m,” Rose gasped.
“Give it to me,” he ordered.
Rose sank her nails into his shoulder as she climbed higher and higher. Her body tensed and then unraveled. Her eyes went blurry, and her breath stalled in her lungs as her orgasm consumed her. His name was like a prayer and a curse on her lips.
“Fuck love, yes,” Warren praised as her pussy soaked his hand, and he came right along with her.
His arm banded around her, refusing to let any space come between them. From the way her fingers dug into him and clawed at his shirt, Rose didn’t want any space between them either.
“Love you so much,” he whispered.
“Love you too,” Rose looked him in the eye as he said it. “It doesn’t mean that I have processed everything. I want time.”
