CHAPTER TWELVE
Friday, September 15th
Sam looked around his apartment and wondered what Lucky was going to think when she saw it. It was almost sterile in comparison to hers, but he was a man with limited decorating skills, so he’d done the best he could. Most everything was gray or brown and the few touches of color had been added by his mom when she’d been out to visit last spring.
Giving himself a mental slap upside the head, he snapped out of his disquiet and knew that all that mattered was that he had something to feed her and several options for movies.
That hopefully they’d never get to.
They’d been in one another’s company almost every night over the last week and had been making out like it was their job, and he prayed tonight was the night they’d give in to all the lust and consummate their relationship.
He wanted the privilege of seeing her undress slowly and to know he’d finally earned her trust, and she was ready to give him a part of herself she’d never given anyone else. What he felt for Lucky was beyond the usual lust a man felt for a desirable woman, it was more elemental, and he wanted more than her body—he wanted a part of her soul.
Which he knew was crazy, but also wasn’t going to change simply because it didn’t make any sense. Checking his phone, he saw she and Judit should be arriving any minute, so he decided to turn some music on. Going through Spotify, he picked a playlist and then synced his phone with the speakers.
“Ready,” he said quietly to the empty room.
Hearing a light knock on the door, he let out a breath and moved to open it. When he swung open the door, he watched a shocked expression fall over Lucky’s face. “Everything okay?”
“You’re wearing sweatpants.”
He looked down at his slim gray sweatpants and didn’t know what the big deal was. He took the dog’s leash and Lucky’s hand and pulled them both into the apartment. “Did you think I wore a suit at home?”
“Well, no…not exactly.” She looked around and then gave him a smile. “Your apartment is very nice.”
He snapped the leash off the dog and then walked over to the corner of the kitchen where he had her bowls set up. “This is your spot, Judit.” Watching her look up at him with approval made him happier than he could’ve imagined. “I also have your bed set up next to the window.”
“You really are serious about sharing her, aren’t you?”
“Of course.” He watched the dog wander around and then settle herself on her bed. “She’s already comfortable.”
“So, she is.”
Walking around the small island, he took her hand. “I hope you’ll feel the same way.” The pulse in her neck started to jump as he moved closer, and he knew he wasn’t the only who’d been wondering what it was going to be like between them. “Actually, I want to make you feel a lot of things you’ve never felt before.”
“Yeah, like what?”
Lifting her hand, he covered it with his and rested it against his chest. “I want to make you feel out of control, cherished, and like you’d give me anything I asked for.” He drew her closer to his chest and saw her eyes begin to close in anticipation as he dropped his mouth.
The kiss was soft at first, nothing more than a whisper of his lips against hers.
Then she softened and melted in a way that let him know she was almost ready to give in. Moving his mouth closer, he made their connection deeper and heard her hum, like he’d finally managed to take her breath away and make her forget where she was.
“I’ve never been kissed like that before,” she murmured breathlessly as she pulled away.
Framing her face with his hands, he gave her a nod. “Just the beginning, Lucky.” The timer on the oven dinged and he looked over his shoulder and then back at her. “I’m going to feed you and then I want you to give me permission to do what I need to do.”
“What do you need, Sam?” She asked quietly.
“For you to give yourself to me and trust.”
When her mouth opened and closed and nothing came out, he went on. “I want to discover what you like and how you like it.” The timer went off again and he kissed her nose before releasing his hold. “I made roast chicken and potatoes. It’s really the only thing I can make, so I hope you like it.” Turning around, he walked back to the island and opened the oven. “The wine is open, so pour us a couple of glasses.”
When he didn’t hear anything, he turned around and saw Lucky standing there with her fingers pressed against her mouth. Not wanting to make her nervous, he didn’t say anything else and pulled the chicken out of the oven.
Once he had the salad tossed and the chicken carved, Lucky seemed to have recovered because she was sitting on the island drinking her wine and studying him like he was a code she had to break. “How was work today?”
“Fine, I had the final meeting with the client and the NSA and it seems everyone is happy with the compromise we’ve come up with.”
“Can you talk about it, or is it confidential?”
“It’s confidential, but I can say in general terms that something like that isn’t usually taken down. I’ve seen the government surveil sleeper cells and do reconnaissance, so they can keep tabs while they develop the capability to disrupt or highjack the botnet if it becomes necessary.”
“That sounds like they’re letting the hacker think they were successful and will take it over when the time is right.”
“It does—doesn’t it?”
He filled two plates with food and then grabbed the loaf of bread. “What else do we need?”
“Nothing, this is perfect.” He came around the island, grabbed a chair, and then lifted his glass. “Congratulations on the win.”
She tapped her glass against his and smiled. “Thank you.”
“Eat up because you’re going to need the energy.” He lifted his fork and watched her do the same and felt like she was as interested in seeing what they could become as he was.
***
Lucky and Sam stood staring at their dog as she stared back. “It feels weird,” Lucky commented.
“I know.”
Tilting her head, she watched Judit do the same. “Let’s put on Animal Planet, so she’s not lonely.”
“Good idea because the last thing we need is for her to try and come save you when she hears you moaning and screaming.”
“You that good, Sammy?”
Lifting the remote, he flicked the TV on and searched for the channel. “Honey, you have no idea.”
Pictures of meerkats filled the screen and Judit turned her head away and stared at the screen. “Meerkat Manor is one of her favorites.”
“Thank God,” Sam said as he tugged her hand and led her into the bedroom.
Stopping just inside the door, Lucky looked around. “I thought it would be more bachelor fabulous. Instead, it’s just a regular room with a nice comforter.”
“Were you expecting satin sheets and a mirror on the ceiling?”
Walking further into the room, she shrugged. “Not exactly. But since you made the control comment the other day, I’ve been picturing a bed with posts and hooks.”
“And what would the hooks be for, Lucky?”
Feeling him behind her made desire shimmer over her nerves. “For restraints. I didn’t know if you were into tying women up.” His hand ran over her arm, up her shoulder, and then along her neck as he lifted her hair. “I don’t know what kind of kinkery you’re into.”
“No kink, Lucky.”
His hot breath warmed her skin just as his mouth dragged along her neck. “I’m into old-fashioned fucking.”
“Is that right?” she replied breathlessly as his hand gathered her hair and he tugged lightly, so she was looking up. Seeing his impossibly beautiful eyes darken, she sucked in a breath. “What are you going to do to me?”
“Everything I want.” Letting go of her hair, he twirled her around and crashed his lips against hers.
Oxygen was sucked from the room as he swirled his tongue inside her mouth. She was surrounded by his scent as his insistent mouth took control of hers. She moved her hands under his T-shirt and let her fingers explore. Feeling his six-pack, she smiled to herself as she lifted his shirt up.
Releasing her mouth, he looked down. “Something you want me to take off?”
“This damn T-shirt,” she huffed. “I want to see what you’ve had hidden under those suits of yours.”
He let out a dark laugh. “You’ve had your hands on me all week, so I’m pretty sure you know what you’re getting.” Tugging the T-shirt over his head, he flicked it away and threw his hands out. “Hope I’ll do.”
Moving her hands to his chest, she ran them over his hair-roughened skin. “Sam, not only do you have a beautiful face, but a body to match.”
“Flattering, but untrue,” he responded as he trailed kisses to her mouth and then her jaw.
Shuddering from the arousing sensation, she moved closer and let her hands greedily move over his body.
“Time to get rid of these clothes,” he growled as he yanked her shirt over her head. “I’m hoping you’ve got pink panties on because that’s what I’ve always pictured you wearing.”
Panting, she felt his big hands move her yoga pants off her legs. “And what are you doing when you’re picturing me?”
No answer.
Feeling her pants pool at her feet, she stepped out of them and then noticed Sam looking at her like she was the Christmas present he always hoped for. His expression was happy like a child’s as well as dark like a man who’s about to satisfy his appetite.
“I never pictured the black ribbon woven into them,” he said as he traced the scalloped lace edge across her stomach and licked his lips. “Fucking sexy.” Moving the hair from her shoulder, he then unfastened her bra. “Better than I imagined.”
Knowing she wasn’t anything spectacular, she felt a momentary shyness and was about to move her hands when he knelt in front of her. He took her nipple into his warm mouth and the nip of his teeth had her almost jumping out of her skin from the pleasure. As her head fell back, she allowed the pleasure to flow over her limbs and then realized she was in for more when his hand skidded along her stomach and slid inside her panties.
Leaning against the wall, her legs went weak when his thumb stroked her moist opening and then his mouth sealed over her as he worked magic with his hot tongue and gentle teeth. Nearly dying from the insane bliss, she moaned louder than she ever had and felt the cold wall pressed against her back. His tongue flicked back and forth, over and over, taking her higher and closer to a mind-numbing orgasm. Pushing her hands against the wall, she thrust her hips forward, seeking harder and deeper contact.
Answering her need, he thrust one finger inside.
“Close, Sam. So very close,” she hissed out.
“Let go,” he commanded darkly.
His long, thick finger eased out, then in, out then in, until she got lost in the sensation. No longer able to tell which felt better, his thick finger inside her or his mouth on her clit, she felt close to exploding. And then his gentle bite made stars explode behind her eyes.
Moving along the waves of pleasure, she felt her mind float away from her body as she reveled in the ride.
Seconds, minutes, she had no idea how long it took for awareness to return, but when she finally opened her eyes, Sam was standing with one hand braced on the wall beside her and a pleased grin on his handsome face. “You look as satisfied as I feel.”
“Not quite.”
He pulled her hand and she followed him over to a chair sitting in the corner of the room and wondered what he had in mind.
***
Untying the drawstring of his sweats, he let them fall and then sat down. “I want to look at your face when I make you come again.”
“You think you can do that twice, Sammy?”
“No doubt, Lucky.” Watching her step in front of him and kneel made him wonder if her evil grin meant what he thought it did.
“Maybe it’s your turn.”
Pushing his legs apart, she took him in her small hand and gripped his cock. He sucked in a breath as her long hair slid over his thighs and she bent forward and took him into her warm wet mouth.
“Not going to survive,” he murmured as she licked him from shaft to tip. Gritting his teeth, he firmed his ass against the chair as she nibbled the sensitive spot beneath his cock head. He sucked in a harsh breath and she took him completely and swallowed him down. Not wanting to come in her mouth, he slid his hands under her arms and lifted her away. “First time I come has to be inside you.”
“But…”
“No, Lucky.” He lifted her and then pulled her down so she was hovering directly over his erection which jutted out at her. “You have a dangerous mouth, woman.”
“I thought you liked it,” she said.
“Loved it,” he replied as he moved his hand over her mound, using his finger to spread her moisture and tease her flesh. When she bit down on her lip, he knew she was ready. “Now, we begin.”
“Condom.”
“Are you protected?”
“Yes, I have the shot, but…”
“I’m clean Lucky and I want you bare.”
Nodding, she closed her eyes.
Raising her hips, he lifted her and settled his cock at the juncture of her thighs and then thrust upward at the same moment she released herself and settled onto him completely. Seeing her eyes pop open and catch his let him know the shock of the connection wasn’t only happening to him. “Feel it, Lucky?”
“Yes,” she whispered as she met his gaze.
When he saw the same sense of rightness and awe wash over her beautiful face that he felt, he knew he’d been right all along. Rocking his hips, he not only felt the sensations of his body but for the first time in his life, felt an emotional connection that told him he was home.
When her eyes slipped closed, he tugged her hair until she opened them. “No hiding.” Seeing her nod and then meet his gaze let him know they were bound. And then, they began to move together in unison as the thrust of his hips met the rock of hers. Working together, they moved each other higher and higher.
He was buried so deep inside her that he was pressed against her cervix every time he drove into her. And as she tightened her internal muscles, he groaned when she tried to take control. Plunging higher and deeper, he heard her whimper. “Behave, Lucky, and let me love you.”
Slipping his hands between them, he touched her where she needed most and sent her spiraling out of control. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her vagina walls closed around him, and her juices soaked his cock. His balls drew tight against his body and he knew she was his as he exploded, emptying himself into Lucky’s welcoming body.
***
Even after the contractions subsided, Lucky held on for dear life because Sam Barton had just blown her world apart and she had no idea what to do. All the things she knew as absolute truths only moments ago no longer were applicable because not only had he buried himself physically inside her body, but he managed to bury himself in her soul.
“Told you,” he said against her ear as he held her close.
Not wanting to find out exactly what those words meant, she unlocked her hands and released him and eased herself off. Looking from side to side, she wondered if she should grab her clothes and dog and go home.
“Don’t even think about it,” he said as he heaved himself off the chair. Pulling his sweats up, he tied them and then pointed to the bed. “Get in.”
“What if I don’t want to?”
“You do and that’s what’s freaking you out.”
She watched him walk into the bathroom and heard the water running. Before she could make a move, he flipped open the blankets and gently pushed her down. “What are you doing?”
“Being a good boyfriend.” He gently wiped her clean and then kissed her gently. “I’m going to take Judit out and I’ll be back before you know it.”
“Thank you, Sam.”
He cocked his head and gave her one of his deadly open smiles before walking out of the room. Pulling the blankets up, she fussed with the pillow and wondered how in the hell she was going to survive Sam Barton Special Agent.
Hearing the door open, Lucky sat up and saw Judit walk across the living room. “Sammy?”
“Right here, Lucky.” He walked in with two bottles of water and handed her one. “Important to stay hydrated because we just got started.”
She pulled the sheet up to her chin, burrowed down in the blankets, and shook her head. “I’d like to be able to walk tomorrow.”
He let out a low laugh. “Not going to be necessary.”
Dropping his sweats, he sat down on the bed and pulled them off. “Need anything else?”
“No.” She leaned up and watched as he took off his watch and then unsnapped his prosthetic. He let it fall to the ground as he peeled off the protective sock and then scooted back. Leaning over, she ran her fingers over the rough skin and then kissed his leg. “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, you’re lucky to be alive, Sam.”
“I know, honey. Guess God wanted to keep me around, so I could love on you and keep you satisfied.”
Falling against the bed, she let out a laugh. “Doubt that’s what he had in mind.”
When he didn’t respond and turned off the light, she rolled onto her side and felt him curl himself around her. Lacing their hands together, she closed her eyes and sent up a prayer of appreciation for Sam being more stubborn than she was.