Eden

One minute, Isaac and I were in a heated discussion about his newest case, and the next, I found myself spread out on our kitchen table with my pants yanked down and my panties ripped from my body. My legs were spread wide open as he feasted on me with more hunger than he had shown during dinner—and he’d been famished since he’d skipped lunch.

With his shoulders wedged between my thighs and his head bent low, he devoured me. His tongue and fingers brought me to the brink before I even knew what hit me. “So fucking good,” he grunted as his tongue swept up and swirled around my clit. “Give it to me, Sunshine. Come all over my face before you climb on my lap and ride me.”

The sight of his dark head between my legs, his gray eyes burning into mine as he looked up and told me to come—they all added to the desire curling inside me. Higher and higher I flew, until the tension building inside me exploded with another thrust of his fingers and the sting of his teeth as he sucked my clit into his mouth and bit down gently. My toes curled and my muscles clenched tight as my orgasm raced through me. The release was mind-blowing, but it wasn’t enough. It never was, not until I felt Isaac inside me. He could make me come a dozen times like this, and I’d still be begging for more.

“I need you.”

He settled back on the chair, his legs sprawled in front of him. His hard length tented the front of his pants and the lower half of his face glistened with the proof of my arousal. “I’m yours for the taking, Eden. Always have been. And I always will be.”

Eager to feel him inside me, I quickly removed my shirt and bra, dropping them on the floor as I crawled off the table. Leaning down between his legs, I undid his belt and slid the button out of its loop with one hand as I lowered the zipper with the other. Oh so slowly, I tugged his pants down the rounded curve of his muscled ass, taking his boxers with them. Then I pulled them past his knees, until the material pooled at his feet and he kicked them off. Naked only from the waist down, still in his dress shirt and tie, with his hair mussed and his eyes lit with hunger, he looked like a sex god as he lounged in our kitchen and stroked his swollen cock.

“If I’d known getting nabbed by the FBI would have brought me you, I would’ve done it sooner,” I murmured, lowering my head to twirl my tongue around the darkened head, shiny with precome. I moaned as the taste of him exploded across my tongue. “It’s hard to believe the scariest day of my life was also the luckiest.”

A deep growl rumbled up his throat, drawing my attention upward, away from his gorgeous cock and back to his face. The narrowing of his eyes warned me that he didn’t like the reminder of where I’d been when we’d first met. I wasn’t a big fan of that interrogation room either, but I’d brave it again for Isaac. I’d conquer anything at all to keep this man at my side. He was mine, just as I was his.

“Wrap those sweet lips around me and show me exactly how lucky you think you are, Sunshine.”

Settling myself on my knees between his legs, I dipped my head lower and darted my tongue out to capture the drops of precome which had replaced the ones I’d already licked away. Then I flicked my tongue along his cock, feeling it pulse against my tongue as I traced down his length and back up again until the tip was pressed against my lips.

His hips thrust upwards and his length slid between my parted lips. I sucked him deep down, almost to my throat.

“Fuck!” he hissed above me, his fingers tangled in my hair. “I’m not going to last long.”

He meant it as a warning, but I took it like a challenge. I hummed my excitement around his cock, knowing the vibrations would drive him wild. I kept my tongue swirling as I worked my mouth on his shaft, bobbing up and down. He moaned, and his hands slid to the sides of my head, holding me in place while he fucked my mouth.

“Look up at me, Eden. I want those beautiful blue eyes on me while you suck me.”

Helpless to do anything but give him what he wanted, my gaze locked with his while I increased the pressure of the hold my mouth had on him. He tilted my head back as his cock slid in and out with each thrust. When my teeth grazed his sensitive length as he pulled out, he shuddered before plunging forward again and sinking deep before I felt him jerk. It was the only warning I got before the heat of his come spurted down my throat. He tried to pull back, but I dug my nails into his ass and kept him inside my mouth until he was done.

Rising to my feet, I took one step away from him before his hands gripped my hips and he lifted me up until I straddled his lap. “I’m not done with you yet, my Eden.”

“You just came in my mouth,” I murmured, wrapping my hand around his cock. “But you’re still hard as a rock.”

“What can I say?” he breathed against my skin as he traced around my nipple with his tongue. “My gorgeous, wife needs to be fucked, and I aim to please her in every way possible.”

And please me he did—over and over again. First on the chair, with me clutching his wide shoulders while I rode him to my climax. Then again on the stairs before we made it to our bedroom. Plus, there was the sweet and tender loving he gave me when we both woke up before his alarm went off.

“Morning,” I breathed as I sidled up next to him at the kitchen counter, lifting a mug of coffee to my lips, and sighing happily when I gulped it down. “Ahh, just the way I like it.”

“As if I’d ever give it to you any other way.” Isaac flashed me a smirk as he slid a plate of fluffy scrambled eggs, bacon, and lightly buttered toast in front of me. “I know what my Sunshine likes. My only sunshine.”

“Have I told you lately how much I love you?”

“Not since we got out of bed,” he murmured against my lips before claiming them in a deep kiss. “Although, I’m still not sure why you’re up and dressed so early in the morning.”

“About that,” I mumbled after shoveling some eggs into my mouth and swallowing them down in an effort to buy myself some time while I figured out how to word what I needed to tell him. “I have an appointment downtown.”

As he leveled me with a knowing glare, I didn’t know why I bothered trying to slip anything past him. “What kind of appointment?”

I took a few more bites of my food, well aware that I needed the fuel for the battle I was going to have on my hands. “At FBI headquarters.”

“Tell me you didn’t do what I think you did.”

“It’s not anything bad, Isaac,” I quickly reassured him. “I just put in a call to Agent Taylor and let him know I had a possible lead on some corporate corruption.”

“I should have known you weren’t going to let the matter drop as easily as it seemed last night.”

“If you thought a few orgasms would distract me, then you don’t know me as well as I thought you did,” I grumbled.

“We don’t even know if SO&G has done anything wrong,” he tried to reason with me.

“Maybe it’s the hacktivist side of me that’s seeing corporate greed around every corner, and all this will come to nothing,” I conceded. “But I know you, Isaac. You’re a good judge of people. When you sat across from that man and listened to his story, something in your gut told you that he’s innocent. If he didn’t do it, then someone else did. And they did a bang-up job of framing him while they were at it. So either I hack the credit card and phone records on my own and run the risk of getting picked up again, or I call in the favor Agent Taylor owes me for saving his badge and do it with a little CYA on my side.”

Per the terms of the deal Isaac had brokered for me, I worked with the FBI on cases from time to time. It wasn’t often, thanks to my husband’s negotiating skills, but I’d worked with Agent Taylor on all three cases that I’d helped them with. On the last one, a few months ago, he lost his temper and punched the owner of a textiles company in his face when he’d discovered that not only had the man imported kids from overseas to work as slave labor, but that he’d also sexually abused several of the girls. Luckily for Taylor, the video evidence of that interaction was mysteriously corrupted—courtesy of moi— and the defendant’s word hadn’t gone a long way in convincing anyone that he hadn’t just gotten banged up when he resisted arrest. I hadn’t done it to earn myself a favor, but I wasn’t dumb enough to turn one down either.

“Fuck!” he groaned. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”

“Nope.”

“Then I guess it’s better that you help with an FBI agent on your side than without one.” The big grin I flashed him wavered as he glared at me. “But you don’t do a damn thing without me knowing what’s going on. And at the first hint of trouble, you’re out of this. I don’t want you going anywhere near SO&G. If they really did kill Whitney because she stumbled across something they want to cover up, then they’ve already proven the lengths they’ll go to protect their secrets. You’re the most important person in my world, and I’m not willing to risk your safety for anyone or anything. Understood?”

It was more than I’d thought he’d budge, so I had no choice but to agree. For the time being at least, because what my darling husband seemed to forget was that he was the most important thing in my world and I’d do whatever it took to keep him safe too.