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“Come on, love, come for me,” Tristan hissed through gritted teeth as he punched his hips forward.
Tingles erupted over my body, an electric current racing through my veins. “Fuuuck,” I cried as my body locked up and my cunt milked the cum from Tristan’s cock as the rhythmic clenching squeezed him tight.
He shouted out, pressing his hips against mine and unloading inside me. Filling me up.
Tristan shuddered, pulling his hips back a touch before pumping forward again, extending our orgasms with micro movements that fired all our nerve endings.
“Zee, I need you,” Flynn groaned, furiously jacking himself.
“Come on me,” I gasped. “Give me your load too.” I opened my mouth, flattening my tongue and pushing my hair off my chest. I was a blank canvass that he could paint and turn into his masterpiece.
Tristan ran his hand down Flynn’s flank, cupping his arse and squeezing while Ezra shifted, poking his head between Flynn’s legs and licking his sac.
“Shiiit,” he gasped on a shudder and unleashed, pulse after pulse landing on my outstretched tongue, my face, and my tits.
I savoured his salty essence, lapping it up and humming as Tristan leaned down, his tongue tangling with mine as I shared our man’s cum. He rubbed it into my chest, his softening cock slipping from inside me.
We groaned, and I wanted nothing more than for him to come inside me again. But I settled for Flynn collapsing next to me, Ezra’s head now resting on his outstretched legs while his own legs hung off the bed.
Lazing for a moment and floating in happy hormones, I chuckled. “Sweet distraction, boys.”
“Glad we could help,” Tristan teased as Flynn poked me in the side.
Ezra added, “Our pleasure.” He sighed happily and asked, “Where are we?”
I hummed, making an educated guess. “We’re probably just west of Jumpinpin.” I lifted my head, trying to see over the pile of bodies to the window to no avail. “There’s a cove near the bar, but it’s not very sheltered. The channels between the islands are better hidden. There are only a few deep enough for the hull, but Ry can navigate them with his eyes closed.”
“He might as well have been with how dark it was last night,” Flynn added. “Was there even a moon?”
“Thanks for carrying me in here,” I murmured to Tristan. “I don’t remember what the dream was about, but it was shitty. Then I smelled you—”
“Do I need a shower?” He lifted his arm and sniffed, his lip curling up in disgust.
“Definitely,” Ezra quipped.
“Hush.” I shoved him playfully in the head. “It was his aftershave, smart arse. Not B.O.”
My stomach rumbled just as Tristan ran his fingers down my body, starting between my breasts and ending at my navel. Quirking his lips up in a half smile, he observed, “Looks like the world outside is calling. We should get some food in you before we’re all overwhelmed with work.”
Lacing my fingers with his, I responded, “I need to get back to it too. I figured out how to get the information I need.” Eyes widening in disbelief, I backed up, trying to keep my guys out of what was going on. I fumbled my clarification though, fooling no one, “Ah, in… in totally legal, non-hackerish ways, of course.”
“Of course,” Flynn agreed with a perfectly straight face and exaggerated nod.
An hour later my stomach was full from Ry’s gourmet breakfast, and I was watching the storm clouds gather on the horizon as my computer did its thing. The humidity had already ratcheted up, intra-cloud lightning flashing across the darkened band in the distance. The wind was whipping the mangroves alongside us, sending the Broadwater into a choppy mess. The sun held a certain bite to it, one that only ever came before a violent storm.
We hadn’t had many summer storms this season, but this one would make up for them.
I could hear the guys moving the deck furniture under cover and tying it down. Ry had his process down to a fine art, able to secure every hatch and cover, every door and window within minutes. The others would only slow him down, but I also knew they would want to help.
Another flash lit the air around us, the contrast between the cerulean sky and darkened clouds in the distance was stark. I loved watching it, but I also needed to get some results.
Firewalls and security protocols were beautiful things. But to me, they were just blips. Speedbumps that slowed me down if only for a moment.
None of them held me back for long. I was as inevitable as the rising tide. I trickled in through the smallest of cracks in a levee. No matter how hard they tried to resist my march forward, they always failed.
Breaking security measures down was like watching butter melt in a hot pan. Secured authentication didn’t stand a chance, popping and sizzling when I turned up the heat. The company had improved their systems, upgraded their firewalls, and added better encryption since I’d last visited, but I’d learned a thing or two as well.
“Yes!” The last of my algorithms finished processing, and the user interface loaded on my screen. Getting in and out quickly and leaving no trace of my visit was my aim. I only needed to use the system, not corrupt it, so I ran the searches. Records materialized, and I downloaded them, checking only to make sure the information I needed had loaded.
