Enticing Their Mate(20)

“I want to see all of you before I take you,” he said, his words sounding like they’d tripped over sandpaper.

“I’ll help. It’ll be faster.”

“Yes. Faster.”

While she was stepping out of her scrub bottoms and then sliding down her panties, he had to turn to the side to avoid becoming too entranced. He shoved down his jeans and briefs then retrieved a condom from his wallet. As much as he wanted to take her bareback, not only would it be less messy, he couldn’t chance impregnating her.

Within seconds, she was naked except for her bra. He licked his lips, hoping he wasn’t drooling. “You look amazing.”

Sarah dragged her palms down his chest and then latched onto his dick. “I think you take that award.”

The tightening of her fingers nearly stopped his heart. He stepped back and bumped into the door. Damn. He needed more than a few square feet of space to do her justice, but he’d manage. The urge to lick every inch of her body was driving him crazy, but there wasn’t time. His dick was demanding immediate satisfaction.

“I can’t wait. I want you too much,” he said then bent over for one pluck of her nipple.

Her groan nearly did him in. “Ri-ley.”

That did it. The animal in him lost it. Grabbing Sarah’s ass, he lifted her up. “Wrap your legs around my waist and hold on tight, baby.”

The moment her sweet pussy pressed against his hard shaft, he nearly shifted—something that had never happened before when he was with a woman.

He wanted his lips on hers, his fingers on her hardened nipples, and his cock deep inside her. In one step, he pressed her back against the wall in order to free up a hand. When he kissed her, he threaded a hand through her silky hair, and the texture and scent almost undid him. Throwing caution to the wind, he lifted her enough to place his dick at her wet entrance. “Oh, shit. I forgot the condom.”

“I’m on the pill. I have to be around here.”

“You’re good, then?”

She clutched his shoulders and sank down on his dick. He’d take that as a yes. The warmth surrounding him overwhelmed him, and something inside him snapped. He wouldn’t say he saw a tunnel with a white light at the end, but it was close to that, and he feared it would become addicting.

Sarah stretched out her arms, allowing him to admire the full scope of her round tits. It was like being in the proverbial candy store, and he pounced. Sucking on one nipple, he withdrew his cock then drove right back in, loving her tight, wet pussy. It was as if her body had been built with his dick in mind.

He licked, plucked, and tugged on each tip as he plunged into the tight channel. Her moans, groans, and wiggles were eating away at his ability to keep from climaxing. Sarah tightened her hold on his upper arms and sat up straighter. Digging her heels into his thighs, she joined him in their lovemaking.

“I want it faster,” she said as she lowered her head to his shoulder.

Riley held on and drove into her over and over again. When her inner walls squeezed his cock, he lost it. With super human effort, he swallowed his howl and let loose his release which seemed to prompt Sarah to let go, too. She bit down on his shoulder, but it wasn’t hard enough to break the skin. Her high squeak was clearly an attempt to keep quiet.

As much as he wanted to hold her, their time had run out. When he stepped away from the wall, she lowered her legs. His cock glistened and he looked around for something to clean them up. Sarah must have read his mind because she grabbed a moist wipe from the shelf.

He wanted to thank her and explain that this had to be a one-time occurrence, but the words wouldn’t form. Acting as if someone was pounding on the door, they rushed to dress.

She looked up at him. “What if someone asks what you were doing in here with me?”

“Tell them the truth—that we were working on altering reality.”

She tilted her head. “I can’t say that.”

“Then say you couldn’t reach something from the top shelf and needed help.”

Sarah pointed to the ladder. “I’ll think of something. Go. I need to find what I came in here for.”

Riley wanted to spar with her further, but he had things to do. He leaned over and kissed her quick. “Gotta go. Later?” Damn. Now why had he said that?

“Sure, if you think it’s safe.”

“We’ll see.” He slipped out, thankful no one was in the hallway.





Chapter Eight





Jay had spent most of the day texting his cousin MacKenzie because she’d worked non-stop to dig up dirt on anyone who worked at Statler’s warehouse. To their dismay, no red flags popped up to connect any of them to other human trafficking schemes. Both Jay and the General had then asked Kenzie to snoop around on some chat rooms to find out about who might be in the market for some Caucasian women. She’d uncovered a Saudi prince, one billionaire Egyptian, a Swiss scientist, and a half dozen Russians who’d been querying online about procuring women. They claimed they were interested in marriage, but Kenzie said only one or two might actually be legit. Bottom line was that they were still unable to locate the buyers. Jay then called in a few favors from his FBI contacts, but so far no one had provided him with any viable leads.