movement couldn’t be taken back. She held his gaze again. “I’m not a big fan of my boss. He really is a jerk. I don’t follow his orders to the letter. I came here to meet New Species and teach them forensics. I would never hurt your people. I don’t wish them harm. I swear.”
“What is your boss’s name?”
“Dickhead. I also call him prick.” She closed her eyes. She wouldn’t lie to Darkness anymore but she couldn’t give up her boss even if she didn’t agree with why she had been sent. It put her in a hell of a moral dilemma.
She’d admired New Species since they’d been freed, reading and watching everything in the news about their struggles. She was a fan, even. Robert Mason’s connection to them or the reasons for his hatred wasn’t clear but she knew it must be personal for him. She was just a pawn but that didn’t mean she had to make any moves against anyone at Homeland.
“Look at me, sweetheart.”
She did as Darkness ordered and held his gaze. His were really beautiful eyes. She believed everything he’d told her about his past. To have survived that hellish experience made her admire the hell out of him. Lesser men would have broken, died during the ordeal or taken their lives just to make it end. He deserved her respect, especially since she was pretty certain she could guess what he’d been taught. He wasn’t beating the hell out of her, snapping bones just to hear her screams or flaying her alive. He had to have seen it done plenty of times.
“What is your boss’s legal name?”
“I can’t tell you. I want to but I can’t. It’s a matter of obligation. Do you understand?”
“It’s my duty to make you answer my questions.”
“We’re in a hell of a mess then, aren’t we?” She blinked back tears because the situation felt heartrending. “I never wanted to be considered a bad guy by you. I guess that’s where we stand right now, isn’t it?”
“You’re not a bad guy. You’re all female. I’ll make you aware of it as much as I am. Do we continue this or do I stop?”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
He slid his fingertip off her clit to stroke the seam of her pussy. She didn’t look away from him or protest. He’d warned her of what he’d do in great detail and she only hoped she wouldn’t give in and tell him everything. Darkness might be able to get her to that point. He was just too sexy with that brooding expression and tragic past. He was the type of guy who could be her downfall.
He brought his face closer until his warm breath feathered across her lips. She wanted him to kiss her but he tilted away at the last second and dipped his face into the crook of her neck. She closed her eyes and fisted her hands together when his tongue traced her earlobe. He sucked on it, growled so the vibrations teased her nipples and his finger returned to her clit to slowly stroke it.
Kat wanted to dig her hands into his hair and hold him closer. It looked silky and thick but she couldn’t reach him since his arms kept her from lifting up. She even parted her thighs to give him better access to play with her sex.
She was lost in the sensations. His mouth was heaven on her neck, only second to the building ecstasy flooding through her brain. She tried to remain as still as possible in hopes it would lessen the sexual tension. It didn’t. She tensed and moaned when she couldn’t hold back anymore. He growled in response and pressed his groin tighter against her. The feel of his rigid cock made her aware of how empty she felt. She wanted him inside her. Just imagining what it would feel like had her grinding her pussy against his finger. She was going to come.
He stilled and stopped kissing her. “No.”
He eased off her clit and yanked his hand out of her underwear. Darkness gripped her inner thigh. Calloused fingertips stroked the sensitive skin of her hip, almost touching her pussy. He paused there and began kissing her throat again. He ran his fingers
“What is your boss’s name?”
“Dickhead. I also call him prick.” She closed her eyes. She wouldn’t lie to Darkness anymore but she couldn’t give up her boss even if she didn’t agree with why she had been sent. It put her in a hell of a moral dilemma.
She’d admired New Species since they’d been freed, reading and watching everything in the news about their struggles. She was a fan, even. Robert Mason’s connection to them or the reasons for his hatred wasn’t clear but she knew it must be personal for him. She was just a pawn but that didn’t mean she had to make any moves against anyone at Homeland.
“Look at me, sweetheart.”
She did as Darkness ordered and held his gaze. His were really beautiful eyes. She believed everything he’d told her about his past. To have survived that hellish experience made her admire the hell out of him. Lesser men would have broken, died during the ordeal or taken their lives just to make it end. He deserved her respect, especially since she was pretty certain she could guess what he’d been taught. He wasn’t beating the hell out of her, snapping bones just to hear her screams or flaying her alive. He had to have seen it done plenty of times.
“What is your boss’s legal name?”
“I can’t tell you. I want to but I can’t. It’s a matter of obligation. Do you understand?”
“It’s my duty to make you answer my questions.”
“We’re in a hell of a mess then, aren’t we?” She blinked back tears because the situation felt heartrending. “I never wanted to be considered a bad guy by you. I guess that’s where we stand right now, isn’t it?”
“You’re not a bad guy. You’re all female. I’ll make you aware of it as much as I am. Do we continue this or do I stop?”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
He slid his fingertip off her clit to stroke the seam of her pussy. She didn’t look away from him or protest. He’d warned her of what he’d do in great detail and she only hoped she wouldn’t give in and tell him everything. Darkness might be able to get her to that point. He was just too sexy with that brooding expression and tragic past. He was the type of guy who could be her downfall.
He brought his face closer until his warm breath feathered across her lips. She wanted him to kiss her but he tilted away at the last second and dipped his face into the crook of her neck. She closed her eyes and fisted her hands together when his tongue traced her earlobe. He sucked on it, growled so the vibrations teased her nipples and his finger returned to her clit to slowly stroke it.
Kat wanted to dig her hands into his hair and hold him closer. It looked silky and thick but she couldn’t reach him since his arms kept her from lifting up. She even parted her thighs to give him better access to play with her sex.
She was lost in the sensations. His mouth was heaven on her neck, only second to the building ecstasy flooding through her brain. She tried to remain as still as possible in hopes it would lessen the sexual tension. It didn’t. She tensed and moaned when she couldn’t hold back anymore. He growled in response and pressed his groin tighter against her. The feel of his rigid cock made her aware of how empty she felt. She wanted him inside her. Just imagining what it would feel like had her grinding her pussy against his finger. She was going to come.
He stilled and stopped kissing her. “No.”
He eased off her clit and yanked his hand out of her underwear. Darkness gripped her inner thigh. Calloused fingertips stroked the sensitive skin of her hip, almost touching her pussy. He paused there and began kissing her throat again. He ran his fingers
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