Page 78 of Targeted By Desire

“Me? No, that’s your boss’s fault. He should’ve known better than to leave two rookie agents in charge of transporting a seasoned, fully-trained killer. Personally, I would’ve assigned at least six. There'd be more casualties, but at least he can say he tried.”

“Jesus, what the fuck is wrong with you! Why would you kill them?”

“Because they stood in the way of what I wanted, and I was trained on an ‘any means necessary’ basis. They were dead the moment they got in the car with me.”

Her brows stitched together. “You killed them to get to me?”

“Simone, I would slaughter armies to get my hands on you.”

Her eyes bounced between mine, searching for some sort of deception or humor in my words. The fire in her eyes cooled when she didn’t. “You’re insane,” she whispered.

“Am I?” I leaned forward, closing the distance between us until my lips were brushing against hers. “Or am I just crazy for you?”

I kissed her as her breath hitched, pulling it back out.

Simone’s shoulders fell underneath my lips. Unlike last night, there was no hesitation when her mouth moved against mine. Her tongue eagerly flicked at my lips, practically begging for contact with mine. And I had absolutely no problem giving it to her.

The fist cupped around my shirt tightened as our kisses deepened. Simone took a few steps backwards, pulling on it like a leash.

I blindly followed her, happy to be going wherever she was taking me.

She twirled us in a semi-circle, then shoved her palm against my chest.

I stumbled backwards, and my knees hit the edge of the bed. The soft mattress caught me as I fell on my back.

Simone looked like a lioness who’d finally caught her prey as she climbed on top of me. The coy smile and alluring gaze made me wriggle in my cuffs. Giggling, she pressed her lips against mine again. Her body flushed against me, and I could feel the imprint of her bare pussy through my pants.

My hands itched to break free of these cuffs. Grab her ass with one palm. Push down my pants with the other. Shove her tight pussy right onto my dick.

“Simone,” I whispered between our kisses.

“Hm.”

“I’m still cuffed.”

“I know.”

“So, unlock them.”

Lifting her head up, she wrapped a hand around my jaw. “Do you know how long I’ve been trying to put these bracelets on you? There’s no way I’m taking them off anytime soon. Besides…didn’t you once ask for me to tell you all the things I’d do to you once I got them on?” Her hand slithered down, caressing my throat and chest with her nails. “Now, I can just show you.”

“Fuck,” I muttered as she stuck her hand in my pants and grabbed my dick. “Can you…can you at least lock them over my…over my head? The metal is…it’s digging into my back.” Feeling her soft palm pumping up and down made it hard to speak.

“I guess,” she said, her mouth pursing into the slightest pout. “But, no funny business.”

“I’ll be good. Promise.”

I sat up as she fished the key out of the robe pocket. She kept one hand on my wrists while the other unlocked the cuffs. She quickly pulled my wrists around to my abdomen and slapped the bracelets back around them.

“There,” she said as she shoved me back down. “Happy now?”

Smirking, I lifted my arms up over my head. “Extremely.”

She couldn’t hide her smile, even as she rolled her eyes. She undid the button of my pants and slid her hands back in them. She lowered her body and lips back on mine as she resumed pumping.

While her hand was nice, my dick was craving something much tighter and wetter. I lifted my hips to give her the hint, pressing my hardening dick against the bit of moisture forming between her legs.

Moaning into my mouth, she rolled her hips in return, creating more friction between us.