I’d never wanted it more in my life than I did right then. I wasn’t working anymore. I was enjoying the first man who truly made me feel safe in his presence. I felt safe enough to submit to him and let him take my mouth the way he’d taken my sex.
He pumped himself deep into my mouth, until I felt his head pushing into the entrance of my throat. I sucked and stroked every last drop of him onto my tongue and pulled him out of my mouth to stroke him against my chest while I kissed up his stomach to his chest, circling a nipple with my tongue before sucking on the tight, hard skin. I let go of his shaft while I kissed up to his firm shoulders.
He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me down onto the bed where we lay, embracing each other, as the evening light faded from outside his thin white curtains and turned over to the darkness of night behind the glowing lights of the city surrounding us.
He surrounded me, and I buried my head in his chest. I listened to his breathing and his pulse. For the first time, I wasn’t up and out the door. I wasn’t trying to get anything out of anyone. I just wanted Cole to stay like he was, holding me and keeping the rest of our awful lives at bay for just a little longer.
Chapter 11
Cole
Sasha was everything I had expected and more. Her toned, tanned body fit perfectly against me. There were no tan lines anywhere on her, which was a huge turn on for me. After we had sex, I held her against me. She curled up against my chest as if she’d been looking for a safe place to rest for ages. I was more than happy to provide her that safe haven from her boss and the men who were after her.
I wasn’t a fool, though. I knew why she’d gone to the park. She’d gone to meet her boss, and I was pretty sure I knew who he was. I was pretty sure she had been working for Fang, though she still hadn’t told me, so I was still pretending I didn’t know with her. But Dante and I were certain of it. She’d gone to meet him, and he had obviously sent his goons to kidnap her.
I stroked her beautiful blonde hair, and she moaned into my chest. She was in danger, and I wasn’t sure she understood just how much. She trusted her boss too much. I hoped I’d earned some of that trust by bringing her into my home the way I had been and by giving myself to her like I had. I couldn’t be too sure, though.
I stroked her smooth back and pulled her against me. I could feel myself wanting her again already. Her body had felt amazing against me, and the passion I felt her throwing back my way had been intense. I wanted inside her again. I wanted to explore her body. I wanted to enjoy every piece of it.
I knew there would be time enough for that later. First, I had to see if she trusted me enough to give me the name of her boss.
I kissed the top of her head. I felt her pull me closer and smile against me.
“Cole,” she whispered into my chest.
“Yes, baby?” I pulled back to look into her face.
She looked up at me and smiled. Even her deep blue eyes smiled at me, but I could see that something in them had changed.
“I’m leaving my boss,” she said. “I’m coming to work for you, if that’s what you want to know,” she told me.
“That’s awesome,” I said with a big smile. I gave her a long, tender kiss.
“I don’t work for Fang anymore,” she said after the kiss, before nestling her head back into my chest.
“I’m glad,” I told her. I couldn’t believe after all the work she’d done to keep me from finding out who her boss was, she just let it slip out like that. But maybe that was what real trust was. Maybe that was her way of letting me know she felt safe and secure here in my arms.
I didn’t react. I didn’t want to frighten her in case she hadn’t realized she’d let it slip like that. I held her in my arms until she fell asleep.
I listened as her breathing grew deeper, more measured. It slowed down with her pulse, which had still been racing from the ecstasy we’d shared. The last little bit of tension left her body, and that was the moment it felt like she’d really given herself to me.
I had a feeling she was pretty experienced in bed, or her past partners had been. And while the sex had felt passionate, I felt like I’d finally won her trust when I felt her body give beneath me. That was when I knew she felt safe and secure with me. It wasn’t just sex.
Our relationship wasn’t just business anymore. We’d gone beyond just trying to get information out of each other. We’d gone beyond being rivals. We were even beyond the flirtatious stage we went through. She was asleep now, so there was no real chance to discuss with her what was happening with us.