The Touch (5 page)

“I’ve got to taste you,” he said as he
audibly inhaled.

Her pussy was so wet and ready for his mouth,
his cock. Her musk mixed with the masculine smell of the room and
his male scent of sweat and testosterone.

He buried his mouth against her mound and his
warm tongue slid into her folds. Chandra shouted her pleasure as he
licked and sucked her. The real thing was so much better than her
imagination or her visions had been. Or her own hand last
night.

Wade teased her clit then moved away before
returning to tease it some more. When he added two fingers,
thrusting them deep inside her core, she almost lost it. Her legs
trembled. She could hardly stand. She was so close to climaxing. So
close to the edge.

“Come for me,” he said just before he sucked
her clit, this time
hard
.

Chandra cried out as her hips jerked against
his face. His rough stubble added to the sensation of his mouth
suckling her clit and he continued until she thought she’d scream.
“Stop, please.” She tried to pull away even as he kept licking her
pussy. “Oh, damn. I can’t take anymore.”

For a few endless moments more he didn’t
listen to her pleas and she cried out with every spasm of her core.
She was practically sobbing as she begged him to stop the exquisite
torture.

His gaze was intense as he rose up to tower
over her again. Her body still trembled as he took her mouth in the
most sensational kiss she had ever experienced. Even better than
the other kisses they’d shared. Small nips on her lower lip, his
tongue searching, demanding. She tasted herself this time in
addition to his own sensational flavor.

Wade tensed beneath Chandra’s touch as her
hands moved to the fastening of his jeans while they kissed. It
took her a few moments to unfasten them, but it was worth the wait
when she wrapped her hands around his length and girth. It was his
turn to groan as she slowly stroked his cock from balls to tip and
back again.

Wade was captured by her eyes that were a
sparkling shade of amethyst as she left the kiss and kept her eyes
focused on his. She slowly slid down until she was on her knees in
front of him.

She was so hot, so sexy. He loved to look at
her fair skin, reddened by his touch. He liked the fact that she
was completely naked while he was still clothed. Later, after he
took her here, he’d get her into the bedroom, strip off his own
clothes and enjoy the sensation of skin against skin as he took her
again.

When Chandra was on her knees, her hands
wrapped around his erection, her soft tongue darted out to swirl
around the head of his cock.

He fisted his hands in her silken hair and
ground his teeth. At that moment he had no doubt Chandra was going
to pay him back for all the teasing he’d done to her.

With one hand she lightly stroked his length
while she inched his cock slowly into her mouth. Her free hand
began to fondle his balls while she barely slid the head of his
erection into her warmth before she drew away and swirled her
tongue around it again.

“Damn, woman.” He fisted his hands tighter in
her hair and barely restrained himself from pumping his hips,
slipping himself deeper into the soft heat of her mouth. “Do you
think you could possibly drive me any crazier than you are
now?”

She lightly licked the head of his cock
before drawing back and smiling up at him. “I can try.”

A low growl rose up in Wade’s throat and his
limbs trembled from the force of holding himself back from pushing
Chandra to the floor and driving into her right now.

She gave a soft laugh around his cock then
shocked him by humming as she slipped him in deeper.

“Fuck,” he shouted. She just about had him on
his knees by the way she was causing his cock to throb with her
humming. Not to mention how she was moving her soft hand up and
down his erection at the same time she took him deeper into her
mouth.

He could feel a climax building within his
groin. Tighter and tighter it coiled.

No. He wanted to come inside her. He wanted
to feel her slick core taking his entire length as deep as he could
go.

With a loud groan, he forced her to stop by
grasping her under her arms and drawing her up to stand. “Are you
protected?” he barely managed to get out, and she nodded.

Before Chandra knew what was happening, Wade
backed her up against the wall between two windows, never breaking
the kiss. She brought her hands around his neck, slipping her
fingers into his hair and drawing him even closer. At this moment
all she cared about was having him inside her.

He rubbed his cock against her belly, and she
answered by wrapping her legs around his hips so that his erection
was in her folds. It was such an erotic feeling to be naked with
nothing on but her pendant, and to have him between her thighs when
he was fully clothed.

Wade groaned as he ground his erection
against her slick flesh. He set her down long enough to grab
something from the back of his waistband and set it on the end
table beside them. Through the haze of her lust she recognized it
for what it was. A weapon. A handgun.

For some reason the danger the weapon
signified made the moment even more intense, more seductive because
of the mystery. She didn’t know exactly what kind of law
enforcement he was in, but right now she didn’t care.

Wade unfastened his snug jeans and pushed
them down just far enough that his large cock and balls were
completely freed.

He grasped her hips, raising her up so that
she could wrap her legs around his waist again. His erection nudged
the entrance to her core. Her arms were around his neck and his
mouth on hers.

Wade thrust his cock deep inside her. Chandra
cried into his mouth. He was so damn big that for a moment she
could hardly catch her breath. He stretched her, filled her,
reached parts of her that had never been reached before.

He drew away to glance down and watch his
cock move in and out of her channel. “Look at how we’re joined.” He
drove faster and faster into her.

The wall felt hard and unyielding against her
back, but she loved it. She obeyed Wade’s command and watched his
cock pumping in and out and an incredible feeling curled in her
belly. It was a feeling so intense she didn’t know how much longer
she could handle it.

They looked up at one another at the same
time and once again they were kissing.

“Wade.” Her breathing came harsh and short as
she drew away. “Just like this. Don’t stop.”

He thrust in and out of her even harder. “I’m
not stopping for anything,” he growled.

The windows to either side of them
exploded.

***

Chandra screamed and Wade fell forward,
pinning her hard against the wall as glass shards flew throughout
the room.

Shots echoed through the night, followed by
another and another. Wade dropped them both to the floor, shielding
her body with his.

“Shit.” His mind raced as he fumbled with his
pants, tucking himself back in and fastening the jeans. “Keep low.
See if you can crawl into the corner behind that chair.”

Chandra didn’t hesitate and he watched her
hurry to obey him. Her knees and palms were no doubt being sliced
as she made her way over broken glass, but she didn’t stop.

When she reached the chair, she crouched
behind it and brought her knees to her chest, blood trickling from
her knees to her ankles. She was naked and vulnerable but didn’t
look as terrified as he expected her to be.

Keeping low, he grabbed his Glock from the
end table. He sat with his back to the wall between the pair of
windows, his gun gripped tight in one hand.

Damn. He’d never expected them to find him.
His home address and his identity were supposed to be kept so
confidential that only those with the highest clearance knew where
to locate him. The one he’d given at the arts fair had been fake,
in case he’d been overheard, because the operative had already
known his true address.

Adrenaline surged through his body and his
heart pounded. How many mercenaries were here? He reached into his
front pocket for his cell to call for backup.

The power went out.

Chandra gave a soft gasp. Wade crouched as he
moved toward her at the same time he punched in the number for his
backup team. Glass crunched beneath his boots. Without thinking, he
reached for Chandra and grasped her hand and yanked her from behind
the chair. He felt her body vibrate and she tried jerking her hand
away, but he wasn’t going to release her.

“Hurry, but keep down,” he ordered her at the
same time he brought the cell to his mouth.

His partner and close friend, Mike Fields,
answered on the first ring. “Need backup?”

“My place. Now,” Wade said before snapping
the cell shut and shoving it back into his pocket.

He yanked Chandra into his bedroom. They
hurried through the darkness, and several shots echoed in the house
just before the crack of door mountings met his ears. His front
door burst open.

The mercenaries charged inside.

Heart pumping he dragged Chandra toward his
room-sized closet.

Her breath caught and she squeezed his hand
tight. “They have night vision wear,” she whispered.

“How in the hell—?” he started, but then
clamped his mouth shut and hurried toward the large closet, keeping
low. The bastards might be able to see in the dark, but he had an
advantage they couldn’t know about.

Chandra could hardly focus as Wade kept a
tight grip on her hand and dragged her through his home. Image
after image assaulted her and a tingling sensation ran up her arm
from the contact of his fingers around hers.

In her vision she knew that mercenaries were
attacking. They prowled through Wade’s home, their guns sweeping
the great room as they stealthily moved through the darkness with
their night gear on. Glass crunched beneath their shoes.

Goose bumps pricked her entire body and her
heart pounded in her throat. Her palms and knees ached from
crawling across the glass that had sliced into her skin.

Wade had dragged her into a bedroom. Through
the windows, the light from the moon illuminated a bed and other
pieces of furniture. The next moment they were in darkness. Again
through a quick vision, she knew she was in a massive closet.
Clothing brushed her bare skin on her right side.

When they reached the back of the closet, he
slid his fingers along the wall. A metal ladder extended from above
their heads and planted itself firmly on the floor at the same time
a square door opening appeared. Above she could make out nothing
but a blue glow.

“Climb up,” he ordered at the same time he
released her hand and pushed her toward the ladder.

The visions immediately stopped when he let
go and her heart stopped along with the images. The last thing she
had seen in her mind were the mercenaries approaching his bedroom.
They were close, too close.

The metal railing was cold against her
fingers and bare feet as she hurried up the ladder as fast as she
could. Thank goodness it was only about five steps to the room, or
attic, wherever they were headed.

When she reached the top and pulled herself
into the room, a ball of coarse cloth zoomed up and she barely
caught it. The idiot had grabbed a shirt for her instead of
climbing up the ladder. She clutched the cloth in her fingers,
backed up, and moved away.

A shot sounded below her, muffled. Then
another shot and another. The smell of burning cloth immediately
hit her nose and her senses went wild.

Wade? What happened to Wade?

In the near darkness she saw a shadow slip
from below and ease to the side.

A hard thump and a large form materialized as
it hit the floor at the same time the trapdoor slammed shut. A
clatter sounded in her ears as a weapon slid across the smooth
linoleum floor.

Materialized?
It was like a shadow had
slid in from the trap door and suddenly a man was in its place.

It was Wade. She dropped the shirt and ran to
him.

“Wade!” Chandra could make out his prone form
from the illumination of the lights of the computers and other
monitors in the room. A knot crowded her throat and her veins felt
like they were on fire.

Thumps and scraping sounds came from below
and the trapdoor started to open.

“The lock.” He rolled to his side. This time
she intentionally grasped his fingers and immediately saw what he
was trying to do. She released his hand, bolted to her feet and
slammed her fist against an extended metal button. A shout of pain
came from below just before she heard the hard thump of the door,
the powerful shift of the lock then complete silence.

“Fuck.” Wade relaxed flat on his back. “You
did good, baby.”

“
You
didn’t do so good.” Chandra bit
her lower lip as she knelt beside him, then sat on her ass when the
cuts on her knees burned like fire.

“My head hurts like hell.” Wade pushed
himself up to a sitting position and rubbed the back of his
head.

Chandra flinched as she pushed him onto the
floor using her cut hands. She glanced at them and saw that at
least her palms weren’t really bloody. She just had some nicks and
slivers of glass lodged in the fatty parts.

She sat back on her haunches. “Lucky you
landed on your thick head. What did you think you were doing taking
the time to throw me a shirt?” She punched him in the arm.

He shrugged after he pushed himself to a
sitting position. “You need it.”

“We’re safe in here?” she asked, her body
still shaking from the run and adrenaline.

Wade shifted to look around the large room
that had what looked like re-enforced metal walls. “We’re locked
down so tight the President would be protected.”