David(16)

Damn, it felt good!

We kissed for a long few moments, our tongues dancing. I rocked my hips, pressing myself hard against him, loving the feel of it, loving the feel of him. I wanted him inside of me and I could feel just how much he wanted me. And I wasn’t going to take no for an answer again.

I reached between our bodies, unsnapped the top of his jeans. I could feel him watching me as I sat up a little, giving myself better access. His hands were on my hips now, and one moved to help me move his inconvenient clothing out of the way. I’d forgotten about my own cock-blocking piece of clothing until his shaft was in my hand and I was trying to guide him inside. He groaned as he hooked his fingers under the front of my panties and yanked. They tore away as if they were made of paper, these thirty-dollar panties that were supposed to be of the highest quality. But I didn’t really care at the moment. I was so desperate for the feel him inside of me that I was just grateful to have the damn things out of the way.

And then…oh, my God!

I sat up straight as he slid inside of me, rolling my head back, my eyes closed even as they rolled back in their sockets. I can’t remember a time when anything felt as good as that moment felt. I couldn’t imagine anything better, until his hands moved over my belly and he pressed his thumbs hard against my clit. I thought I might scream…the pleasure was that overwhelming, that powerful. It was pure heaven.

I sat still for a few moments, trying to catch my breath. He wiggled his hips a couple of times, reminding me he was still there. But how could I possibly forget?

I pressed my hands to his chest and began to rock my hips, grinding myself against him, and then raising my hips in small increments, experimenting with different angles, different movements. When I found one that touched all the right things deep inside of me, I stuck with it, moving into a steady rhythm that made his breath quicken and brought tiny little moans from his lips.

It wasn’t long before I felt the familiar tightness that I knew was the beginning of that wave of pleasure everyone wants to ride. Too fast. I wanted it to last forever; I wanted to feel him inside of me for so much longer. But it was coming fast, and there was nothing I could do to slow it down. And when it hit, there was no stopping the sounds that slipped from my lips. My muscles convulsed, my body tugging at him until he couldn’t jump out of the way. I was barely aware of his body writhing and stiffening under me. And then he was riding the same wave, filling me quickly and confidently, his two-year dry spell officially over.





Chapter 8




David

“I think it’s someone from her past. Someone trying to frighten her.”

Ash nodded, his eyes on the coffee cup in his hands. He was leaning against the wall by that long, narrow window where Ricki spent so much of her time yesterday, dressed—as always—like a soldier on leave. Ash was somewhat averse to wearing suits. He always had been despite my suggestion that it might impress clients more if he tried to adhere to something of a dress code. But he liked his jeans and t-shirts, as did his operatives. The only person at the office, besides Rose, who ever attempted to dress appropriately was Joss. And Kirkland, if you could call his penchant for silk shirts appropriate workplace attire.

“Do we have any idea who?”

“I asked her to provide us with a list of the hackers she worked with back in the day,” I said, pushing myself back from the workstation where I was sitting. “She’s supposed to give it to me today.”

Ash’s eyebrows rose. “You say that like it was twenty years ago, or something.”

“More like five. But in terms of technology, it might as well have been twenty years ago.”

Ash shook his head, clearly amused by the idea. “Did you find anything specific in her computer system?”

“I found the hole where the hacker got in. And I found a pile of personal information about her clients that someone had stashed in the back of the server.”

“What?”

“Someone moved information around, like they were trying to convince her there’d been a real breach without actually compromising any client information.”

“That would suggest someone was trying to ruin her reputation, or drive the cost of her stock down.”

“It depends on the motivation. Either way, it looks like someone’s determined to hurt her.”

“Were you able to plug up the hole?”

I nodded. “And I installed our security package on her server so that if someone tries again, I can watch and see what they do.”

“Good.”

Ash pushed away from the wall and walked toward me, sitting on the edge of the desk with his legs sprawled in front of him so that I could wheel around him.