Walker (Bad Boys of X-Ops #1) (16 page)

Chapter Twenty-One

Lust

 

 

 

“I . . . UH . . .”

“Are you stuttering?” Jade asked me.

“What about Madge?” I folded my arms over my chest, and Jade’s fingers glided over the muscles of my biceps.

“She’ll be fine.”

I tipped up Jade’s chin. “You sure?”

“Aren’t you?”

Linking our hands together, I ushered her through the longhouse, firm decision in every step I took.

I only stopped briefly to make sure Mom and Dad would keep an eye on Madge, who rolled her eyes and shooed us away.

Absolutely everyone in the hall watched the two of us depart, and more than a few of the older generation crowed crude, raunchy comments after us—the type they’d send after a husband and wife on their wedding night.

I thanked the Great Spirit Jade didn’t speak our language. Yet.

Back at the house, my bedroom was like an icebox, but mounds of quilts were heaped on the bed. There wasn’t a whole lot else in the room besides the bed—I’d never been one to collect shit, and this hadn’t been my last home on the reservation anyway.

I undressed quickly after pulling back the covers. “It’s nothing fancy. Sorry.”

“Four walls and family. Does anyone need more than that?” Jade climbed in beside me, her naked body heat combining with mine.

“And you, Jade. What about your family?” Drawing her to me, I kissed her on the forehead and just below her mesmerizing eyes.

“Didn’t you do your research?”

I stroked across the high crests of her cheeks. “I’m not sure how much about you is legend and folklore.”

She reclined next to me, curling her hands beneath her cheek. “It’s really terribly boring to be honest. Not nearly as charming as your background.” She switched into an overly posh accent.

I nudged her with my shoulder, “And?”

“My dad works in the City—British
uppah
crust—and he met my mom during a business trip. She was
not
interested in him one little bit—”

“Sounds familiar.”

“Watch it, you.” She moved her head around enough to drag my earlobe between her teeth. “I bite.”

A hot pulse skittered from my ear to my cock just like that. “I like it when you bite.”

“So, my mom wasn’t interested in the dashing English banker.” Jade’s eyes sparkled, and her tone warmed. “He asked her to dinner. She turned him down. He had flowers delivered to her house. She gave them to her friend. He waited for her every day after work so he could escort her home, and she threatened to get the cops on him. The last evening before he was due to leave the country, he waited for her again, but as soon as she opened her mouth he silenced her with a kiss.”

I laughed. “That
definitely
sounds familiar.”

Jade squinted at me, her smile sly. “She told him she’d just been waiting for him to show some backbone, that she’d heard all Englishmen were pushovers.”

My laughter intensified. “Guess I know where you get it from.”

“The best part is when he wants to rile her up.” Cuddling closer, Jade grinned.

“What’s he do?”

“He calls her his little geisha.” Giggles bubbled from her. “Mom has a notorious hot temper.”

“No surprise there.”

“Hey!” She whipped a pillow at my head.

Grabbing it from her hands, I stuffed the cushion under my head, my chest still rumbling.

“They’re actually quite lovely together,” Jade said.

“That doesn’t explain the whole Ministry thing.”

“I just wanted to make a difference somehow.” She moved into my embrace, hugging her arms around me. “And I had an aptitude for languages, like you. And later, weapons.”

“You don’t say,” I said drily.

“My parents seem to buy my story for being out of country so much of the time.”

“What story would that be?”

“I’m an international aid worker, Walker. What’d you think?”

Deep chuckles rolled out of me. “I guess that’s one way of putting it.”


Mmm
.”

We lay quiet and still for a few minutes, listening to the house settle and snow seeming to sigh from outside. It wasn’t long before the loud stomp of footsteps crossed the porch and entered the cabin. Dad, Mom, and Madge. I recognized each of their walks.

I caressed Jade’s cheek and tapped the tip of her nose. “And you’re a single child.”

“What makes you say that?”

I laughed again, that time from my belly.

“Are you implying I’m spoiled?” She rose up on elbows above me, indignation shading her expression.

“More like seriously headstrong and willful.”

“What about you, Mr. Tall Dark and Mysterious Spy? Siblings?” Jade straddled my lap, her long legs like silk against my thighs, her breasts dangling in front of my face.

“You’ll have to work harder to find that out.” I smirked at her.

Kissing the hollow at the base of my neck, she brushed her nipples against my chest. “I bet I know one way to make you talk.”

My dick, which had been throbbing at a low hum, suddenly shifted into full hardness right beneath Jade’s warm body. My pelvis rolled uncontrollably.

Her change of tactics, I really liked them, but . . .

“Jade, the walls are really thin here,” I rasped out.

“Then you’ll just have to find a way to stay quiet, won’t you?”

Fuck it. I’d probably bite off my own tongue if I had to.

“You were sexy earlier.” Her voice was a hot whisper on my skin.

Jade’s fingers walked across my chest, and by the time her lips moved from my neck to the nipples she flicked, I felt like I was already one rough lick away from shooting off embarrassingly early.

My cock was timber-hard, a thick long roll of flesh tapping against her belly as she meandered down. Down. Down.

Jade’s hair was soft and fine and glorious, fanning out all over my torso, and the tips of her tits pointed into me, the cushion of her breasts soft and yielding. She pushed back the covers as she traveled along my body, and I could see her ass rise from the blankets that pooled around my calves.

I shivered almost out of my skin when she handled my cock in a loose fist, holding it aside so she could tease me with more moist kisses in the divot of my belly button, along the line of hair bisecting my abs.

Funny. The shivers weren’t from the cold. I no longer felt a goddamn thing except the fast blast of tension and heat that connected me to Jade, my skin to her mouth, my aching, pulsating cock to any warm wet recess she’d plunge me into.

Her mouth.

Her pussy.

Her ass.

She released my shaft from her fist—her husky laugh when it slapped against my stomach drawing me up to a half-sitting position. I watched as she pointed her tongue into the deep ridges of muscles formed alongside my groin. My eyes rolled back when she bit the inside of my thigh, catching the black hairs with her teeth and tugging.

I goddamn jumped when she slowly closed five fingers around my length.

Softly sliding her hand up and down, she tilted her head. Her breath washed across the rigid shaft so blood-engorged she had a hard time gripping it.

“Your cock looks primed and ready.”

I garbled some kind of response, rocking into her clasp.

“I thought you were supposed to be quiet.” Her tongue—that talented weapon—swiped across the head of my dick, pulling more slick precome from the slit.

“Impossible.” I fell back, punching up from my ass, silently begging her to squeeze me harder, jerk me faster. “Fuck, Jade. Suck me. Suck me off. Wanna come in your mouth.”

She lowered her mouth over me, her tongue rubbing the veins on the underside of my cock all the way down, and all the way back up. Warm and sloppy, she blew me, my jizz and her saliva keeping me wet.

“Yes.” I wound her hair around my wrist.

Jade hummed with approval when I used the handhold to guide her up and down. The soft suctioning sounds grew louder. My thighs quaked. I spread them up and wider for Jade to get as close to me as possible. My toes curled into the bed sheets. I felt like I was coming apart one hot, loud suck at a time.

The head of my dick swelled, and my balls tightened.

Jade murmured something, her hands sliding beneath me. She pulled me up, engulfing me even farther.

“What?” I growled out.

Squeezing my ass between her two hands, she popped me from her mouth. “You’ve got one hell of an arse.”

I collapsed back, thrusting my cock up.

“When I saw you shaking it tonight I really wanted to do this.”

“Wasn’t shaking my ass.” I groaned, the last thing I said because she abandoned my cock to lick all around my balls.

The heat enflaming me rose several degrees higher. The pleasure roaring when she moved lower to lap at my taint—the hot tight stretch of skin between my ass and nads.

I twisted my fingers in the sheets.

Jade held my cock in one hand—pulsing her grip around me—and suckled farther, farther, farther down until her tongue was at my hole.


Fuuuu
!” Intense pleasure blinded me.

I tried to get away. I bucked back for more.

Holy hell.

She waggled her tongue against my ass, relaxing and teasing the tense ring of muscle. Tightening her grip on my cock, she drew the come out of me the moment her tongue pressured inside.

My neck cranked back. I tried not to roar when blasting ropes of seed catapulted from my cock.

Vaguely aware of her dropping back to kiss and massage my shaking legs, I almost passed out.

“Fuck. Fuck, Jade.” My breath ratcheted out in hoarse sounds. “No one’s ever done that to me before.”

She kneeled between my wide spread thighs. “So guys do like it.”

A spasm rocked all over my body. “Fuck.”

“I bet no one’s ever done this either.”

My eyes opened. She was naked, all that glorious skin just out of reach because I couldn’t fucking move a muscle. Apart from the one in her hand apparently. My dick still stood firm and hard. Her hand and my cock were coated in milky, dripping come.

“Done what?”

I knew I was in trouble by the way her sensuous mouth tipped up at the corners, promising more wicked things to come.

Literally.

“Two blow jobs back to back.”

Holy shit.

I was shivery and sensitive, but oh hell yeah.

First she ate the come off her fingers and then from my cock. She sucked my aching rod as softly and gently as she could. Somehow that made it worse. Or better, or . . .

Fuck.

My body was a ball of tautness beginning and ending with the thick meat she slipped in and out of her mouth, feeding me just onto the tip of her tongue before sliding me out.

My abs rippled. My cock pounded with blood and yet more come. I writhed on the bed, feeling like my body was turning inside out, torqued within her warmly wet and welcoming lips.

The harsh sounds grunting from my mouth were more suited to an animal in rut.

“Maybe you need a pillow over your face to muffle yourself?” Jade skimmed her hair over her shoulder, pouting at me with my cock a hairsbreadth from her lips.

“Got something better in mind.”

“Is that so?”

Curling up, I swiftly manhandled her until her knees were planted on the bed beside my head and her slick pussy saddled above my face.

“Yeah. Gonna feast my face on you.”

Jade’s back arched, and I dragged her wet sex to my mouth.

Just before eating her out, I reached below, pushed down on the back of her head, and ordered, “Keep sucking.”

Her heels kicked when I grabbed her hips and slanted her hot gash against my mouth.

She squealed.


Shhh
.” I smacked her ass, smiling while I filled my mouth with her cunt.

Talk about fucking primed and ready. She soaked my mouth, my lips, my tongue, coming quickly.

Amazingly, Jade panted against the side of my cock for only a few moments while shudders ran up and down the backs of her thighs before she took me back inside.

Too close to losing it, I shoved her forward on her knees. I crawled from beneath her, held her down by her shoulders, and finger-banged her with rough thrusts counterpointed by soft tics of my thumb against her wetter than wet clit.

Jade broke apart with a wail captured against the bedding, her pussy milking at my fingers.

She collapsed onto her stomach, but I wasn’t done yet.

When I walked around the bed, hard cock in hand, she rolled over.

“You dirty, dirty man.”

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