Page 79 of The FBI Agents Who Stole Me

Her shoulders sink, and she stares at me like she’s deciding if she’s going to kiss or kill me. Then she turns back to Elliot, glaring at him once more.

“What about you, psycho stalker? You want me to pop out some kids too?”

He gives her a nod without hesitation. She lets out a short, disbelieving laugh and drags both hands down her face.

“This is the worst possible time to get knocked up. And honestly, this kid is going to be a menace. A murderer and hacker and doctor? Oh my God, it sounds like the setup of a bar joke. And I can’t give birth in jail. I cannot.”

Elliot walks up to her and wraps his hand around the back of her neck. She tilts her head to look up at him, the fight still burning in her eyes even as her body leans into his touch.

“You are not going to jail,” he says, his thumb brushing her over her pulse point. “I’m sorry about the way you found out about the camera. I can’t say sorry for watching you. You wouldn’t even glance at me at work.” He takes in a shattered breath. “So I watched you.”

He drops his gaze to her lips.

“Oh,” she breathes. It’s barely more than a sound.

“I know it was my fault for putting us on pause, baby,” he murmurs, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear with his free hand. “But I couldn’t stand not seeing you.”

I take a few steps forward without thinking. I want her.

She breaks her stare with Elliot and turns to me.

“Babydoll, let me have you. Let us have you.” I reach out and rest my hand on her hip, fingers slipping just under the hem of her shirt. “I’m so crazy about you I’m resorting to birth control tampering, and Elliot’s turned into a full-blown stalker. It’s really your fault for making us love you this much.”

Her eyes shine the closer I get. I can’t hide my smile. I’m totally fucking with her.

“If that isn’t the most gaslighting, red-flag shit I’ve ever heard, Julian Jameson.” She laughs, and I do too. “Good thing red is my favorite color.”

“I know, baby. I’m teasing. I’m sorry about the pills. Well, I’m sorry that I’m not sorry. But I will wait if you want.”

She laughs again, and this time I laugh with her, even as I slide my hand further around her waist.

“Fuck, I love you,” I say, serious now. I cup her chin, tilting her face up to mine. “Please let me put a baby in you, Ettie. I know it’s a big ask. Nothing’s easy right now, and you’re scared about the future. But I can’t stop thinking about you holding a little girl with your blond hair and your cute mouth.”

She reaches out and puts her hand behind my neck, pulling me down until our lips touch. Her breath is warm and shaky against my mouth.

“That means yes, right?” Elliot says, over her shoulder. He crowds in close, one arm banding around her waist while he starts kissing the side of her neck.

“Ugh… yes,” she breathes, right before she melts into me.

She only stays soft for half a second before she bites my bottom lip, sharp enough to sting.

“Fuck, Ettie,” I groan against her mouth.

She pulls back just enough to look at both of us, eyes dark.

“Julian, I’m still mad at you. You, too, Elliot. But my pussy isn’t mad at all. Seems you’ve turned me into a sex addict. Better give me my next hit.”

Then she kisses me again, deeper this time, and reaches back to grab Elliot’s hip, pulling him tighter against her.

“God, you’re going to be knocked up by the time we leave here. You’ll stay full of us for the next four days. Then after, you’ll take even more.”

“You’re both insane,” she whispers, but she’s already arching between us, one hand fisted in my shirt, the other reaching back to grab Elliot’s hip.

I bend down and shove her yoga pants and underwear to her feet in one rough motion. She steps out of them, already grinding back against my palm as I squeeze her ass. I shove her shirt up and palm her breast, dragging my thumb over her nipple until she arches into my hand with a soft sound.

I drop to my knees and drag my tongue through her slick heat, sucking on her clit until her thighs start shaking around my head. She leans against Elliot for balance, and he bands an arm around her waist to hold her up while I work her open.

He drags her shirt over her head and palms her tits while sucking and licking the column of her throat.