Rushing the Goal (Assassins #8)

“Jesus, you’re so hot,” he murmured against her skin, dipping his hand into her sweats, cupping her *. Arching into his hand, she cried out, her body vibrating underneath his. “God, I’ve missed you.”

“Less talk, more do,” she demanded, and he chuckled against her goose-bumped skin.

“Maybe I want to talk about my feelings?” he said, pulling up and looking down at her flushed face.

“Feelings?” she asked, out of breath, arching more into his hand.

“Yeah.”

“Well, here’s one: horny. I’m feeling fucking horny, and if you don’t fuck me, I’m gonna get myself off and go home.”

His brow quirked. “I mean, I might be down with that. Except for the going home part. But watching you get yourself off could be very satisfying for me.”

Her eyes narrowed and he grinned. “Don’t try me, Paxton.”

“Oh, baby, I’m not trying. I’m actually about to beg. Here, let me take your pants off for you,” he breathed, pulling down her sweats and thong, throwing them to the ground. Drinking her in, he bit into his lip, shaking his head. Her body was beautiful, all flushed, and her * was so pretty, her lips shining with her arousal. He wanted to drop his lips to her, suck her into his mouth, but he liked her idea better. Swallowing hard, he looked back up at her face and then nodded. “Please, don’t let me stop you.”

She eyed him, her breathing heavy as she held his gaze. The challenge was in her eyes, and he wasn’t sure if it was her hotness or her never-back-down stare that had his body taut. Her eyes were so dark, so gorgeous, and fuck, he wasn’t sure he could handle this. Moving her tongue along her bottom lip, she closed her eyes a little and his breath caught.

Yup, he was a goner.

“Are you serious?” she gasped, her hands slowly going down her belly, stopping right at her beautiful, plump *. “You want me to?”

He could only nod as she traced the outline of her lips with her forefingers. Swallowing hard, he watched as she moved her fingers up to his mouth. “I need some wetness, please.”

“Baby, that * is good and wet, I can promise you that,” he somehow managed to get out and she shrugged.

“Maybe I just want your mouth on me?”

Fuck, where had this sex kitten come from? Taking her fingers into his mouth, he locked his gaze on hers. He swirled his tongue around her fingers, flicking his tongue at the tips, causing her breath to hitch as she watched him. After pulling them from his mouth, she moved them between her swollen lips and into her delectable center. Breathless, he watched as she moved them along her clit, inside of her and out, her eyes never leaving him. A shiver ran down his spine and his cock; it was rock hard, begging to come out.

He almost brought it out, but he couldn’t move. But then, licking her lips, she reached out with her other hand, moving her fingers along the bulge in his sweats, still pleasuring herself. Closing his eyes, he arched into her hand, unsure if he could handle much more. She kept him on the edge, and he was really about to embarrass himself. Or so he thought.

Suddenly, her hand was in his pants, pulling his cock out into her soft, cold palm. He cried out from the sensation, and she grinned before sitting up and moving to him, taking the tip of him in her mouth.

“Oh fuck,” he hissed, his hand coming up into her hair. It was in a ponytail, so he quickly undid it, her hair spilling onto her shoulders only for a second before he balled it up in his hands, squeezing as she took him into her hot fucking mouth. “Mmm, yeah, baby,” he urged her as she sucked him in, all the way to the back of her throat, and then back out.

He couldn’t handle it. She was pleasing him and herself, and he wasn’t sure what to watch, what to do, for that matter. So he just felt, his eyes falling shut as she continued to wreak havoc on his body. When she gasped, crying out against his cock, he sucked in a breath as she came, her body jerking forward, his cock going farther down her throat and causing her to gag. Backing up, she glanced up at him, desire swirling in those green depths, and he knew he couldn’t come like this.

No, he had to be inside her.

Moving out of her mouth, he went to lay her down, but she pushed him back against the pillows, reaching for his pants and pushing them fully down his legs and onto the floor. A cute little grin sat on her lips as she undid her bra, and he threw off his shirt before she climbed into his lap, her wet center sliding against his engorged, sensitive flesh. He hissed out a breath, and their mouths joined as she rocked against him, making him completely and utterly crazy.

Still kissing him, she went up on her knees before reaching for him and directing him inside her. To his oblivion. She lowered onto him, their moans filling the room as their eyes met and the world stopped. Reaching up, he cupped her face, and everything inside him was on fire. This woman. Fuck, this gorgeous fucking woman. Leaning his head to hers, he whispered, “I’m so glad you came and almost got arrested.”