Crystal Clear (22 page)

Cindy grinned, her friend knew her too well.

Garrett
and
Montgomery
were headed
to blow off some steam at the gun range.  Shooting things was good for the soul. 

Cindy stretched after a minute of moving around her sore muscles,
and
closed down the computer.  Evidently, Halverson was in on this for a while.  She felt sick that one of their own could betray them like this. 
Cindy
knew now that it was possi
ble her own father was sold out
. 

Damn it
, she didn’t want to think about her father.  It brought back too many bad memories.  She headed to the room they assigned her on the twelfth floor making a pit stop by the vending machine.

Cindy u
nwrapp
ed her favorite candy bar. S
he got in the elevator and bit down on the gooey goodness.  The elevator came to a stop and she exited, her taste buds in ecstasy she practically humm
ed,
her eyelids half closed in delight.

“I’m almost jealous.”  The deep voice played on her senses much like the rich taste of chocolate in her mouth.  Her eyes opened to take in Jack’s handsome and very dangerous body.  The man was built like a Greek statue, all hard planes and angles.  He lean
ed
on her bedroom door.  “I take it you’re happy to see me.”

Her mouth full of Snickers she could only nod.  He took the keycard out of the back pocket of her jean
s where she had slid it earlier. T
he movement br
inging
him so close she could feel the heat of his body through their clothes.  Sliding the card through the lock without looking he kept his hand on Cindy’s waist
and
pull
ed
her into the room with him. 

Jack placed his hand on her cheek and using his body, sh
ut the door behind them.  He
star
ed
into her eyes like he could drown in them, a
nd Cindy found herself
short of breath
that had nothing to do with her aching ribs
. 

“God, I thought I had lost you back there.” Jack’s voice was rough and she could feel the heat of his breath on her neck as he leaned in and started to nibble his way up her neck with little kisses.  “I don’t think I could take that, you’ve gotten to me Cindy.” 

He’d gotten to her too, but she wasn’t ready to tell him
,
yet.  Instead s
he showed him, her hand gripped
his head
and
pull
ed
him closer to the throbbing pulse in her neck.  The small spot where her collarbone met her jugular was so sensitive that when his mouth closed over the skin she felt herself go instantly wet. 

Then her Snickers got in her way.  She tossed it across the room to land with a thud on the vanity.  She could always finish it later.  She had a much more delicious meal to attend to.

Cindy’s hands moved to his front and started to undo his shirt one button at a time, pushing him back toward the bed.  With each button, she laid a kiss on
the
skin she exposed, followed by a small lick of her tongue. 

Mmmm, salty
. 

Cindy loved the look of his br
onze toned chest bared
in front of her ravenous eyes.  Anyone could tell he spent a lot of time outdoors.  She backed him up until she felt his knees brush up against the bed. She placed her hands on his shoulders.  They were broad, and strong, she ran her palms down the smooth skin and took in the feel of his strength.  Kneeling in front of him, she undid his cargo pants, and slid them down the firm columns of his thighs.  His briefs cupped him, and she could see the evidence of his arousal.  Her nipples hardened to tight arrows, the nerve endings coming to life. 

Even bruised, sore, and tired as she was, she wanted to jump him.  But this time, she was going to take it slow.

Standi
ng, she moved in close.  He
watch
ed
her with eyes that had deepened to a rich dark
chocolate
.  C
indy c
los
ed
her eyes just as her mouth took his and her hand found his erection.  She closed her fingers gently around the firm shaft and squeezed, rubbing up and down in a firm
slow
motion.

“God Cindy, are you trying to kill me?”  His breath was hot against her cheek as he tore his mouth from hers.  He stilled her hand.  “If you keep that up, this isn’t going to last very long, and I want to take my time exploring you tonight.” 

His fingers went to her shirt. 

“You have a lot of places that I need to kiss better.”  His mouth found the first of her bruises on the corner of hers and she let out a small moan of pleasure. 

“Yes please.” 

His lips went to her neck again and this time she felt the swirl of his tongue as it found another colorful spot just below her collarbone. 

Her hand left his erection in favor of holding his head to her.  His mouth doing wonderful things to her skin, setting each nerve ending alive, her nipples tingled and ached longing to be free of her bra, wanting
instead his hands to cup
her.  He slid her shirt off her shoulders, his hand going to the clasp in the back of her bra.  Her breath hitched as her breasts released from the restraint.

His hands and his mouth covered every inch of her, every bruise, in sweet torment.  He rid her of the rest of her clothing, and groaned when he cupped her sweet spot.  Her damp heat coating his fingers he lifted them to his mouth and tasted her. 

“You taste like sweet spice I don’t think I can ever get enough of you.”  He grasped her by the waist and switched positions with her, using the bed to bend her backwards until she lay down, her naked body displayed before him. Beautiful. 

The ugly bruises marring her flesh only reminding him of what a special gift she was, he knelt before her and spread her thighs apart.  Pulling her to the edge of the bed he inserted a finger into her damp heat watching her face.  He leaned forward and placed his mouth on her, swirling his tongue over her clit in gentle strokes savoring th
e taste of her. H
e dipped his tongue deep into her heat only to go back to lave on her clit more, sucking until it was pink and swollen.

Cindy didn’t think she could take much more.  She squirmed against his mouth an
d tried to push his head deeper. S
he wanted m
ore, needed more.  Her body
quak
ed with pleasure. H
er breasts
ached to be pinched and tweaked, h
er clit getting all the attention.  His eyes widened then darkened as she reached up and started to pinch and pull on her own nipples as he gently bit down on her clit.  She almost came off the bed and felt a rush as she came into his mouth. 

Jack ate her up like she was the best kind of dessert.  He slowly made his way up her body with his mouth, and replaced her hand with his own.  He pinched gently at first.

“More, Jack, harder.”  He increased the pressure and she moaned, arching off the bed.

“I want to see you touch yourself.”  He move
d back so he could watch. His hand still played
with her nipple, pinching and squeezing, but not touching her anywhere else
.

Cindy was on fire.  Her fingers found their way to the
breast that he was not touching. S
he took a moment and licked her fingers, circling her nipple with the moisture and then pinching hard.  She moaned again, and she could hear a low groan as if he was in torture come from him.  Her hand moved lower and she slid her fingers into the soft folds of her wetness.  Stroking and pinching her clit.

“Let me see you come.”  He moved his hand and joined his fingers with hers driving them deep into her.  “Taste it and know that I am the one who made you come.”  The pressure built and the speed of her own fingers combined with his hand shoving
into her as the
driving need rose her over the edge.  He eased his fingers out of her and raised them to her mouth. 

He t
rac
ed her lips. “T
aste yourself.” 

Cindy opened her lips and he slid his fingers inside.  She tasted the savory cream, and practically came again. 

“See how good you taste?  I could eat you forever.”  He slid his fingers from her mouth and licked off the remaining cream.  “Again.”  His fingers found her again and this time started to flick her swollen
nub
.  His mouth found her nipple and he bit down. 

When her hand moved to the back of his head to push him further, he bit down harder.  Pulling back for a minute he looked her in the eyes, “You’re still hurt, I don’t want to be too rough.”

“Please Jack, I need this.”  She pushed his head back to her nipple
.

H
e bit down so hard she almost screamed, but that wouldn’t be good in a place like this.

She almost laughed at the thought of agents running in and finding them.  Instead, she grabbed his erection and pulled licking her lips, “Please Jack.” 

“Oh yes.”  He smiled at her and moved so he kne
lt
over her
face
.  She opened her mouth and took his swollen flesh deep into her throat. 

Rocking back and fourth he moved in and out of he
r wet mouth, her lips worked
a sucking motion at the same time.  She felt his hands on her again and gasped as his hand came firmly down on her, her clit throbbed.  She released his shaft for a moment.

“God, yes, Jack yes, like that, harder.”  Her lips closed around him again and his hand came down again as he shoved himself down her throat.  Cindy couldn’t breathe he was so deep and she reached for his ass to shove
him further down her throat,
the sensations in her body deepening. 

He
spank
ed
her clit hard and she jerked with each slap, the sting adding to her pleasure.  She came hard, her mouth sucking back and fourth on his cock savoring the salty taste of him.  He pulled out, and she gasped for breath. 

Before she could say anything he reversed positions and drove into her, grasping her breasts with both hands.  He pushed into her as if possessed
. H
er legs held in the air, his h
ands on her ankles holding them. S
he was completely at his mercy.
  He was big enough that he hit her sweet spot each time. S
he came
again and again.  Her gaze
locked with his,
until her eyes rolled back in her head from pleasure
.

“No, I want you looking at me as I take you.  You’re mine Cindy.”  He said roughly.  He drove deeper and she nearly cried out in ecstasy, he leaned down and took her mouth with his, their tongues stroking and driving deep. 

She was in the middle of another climax when she felt him
thrust deeper than he ever had. H
e let out an animalistic sound as he came, his body shuddering.  He moved slightly to the side, still joined with her.

“God woman, I think you’ve killed me.”

Her eyes sought his and there
was a glint of amusement there. “W
ell, I hope not, since I think I’ve just found my new favorite candy bar.”  She leaned over and kissed him, the taste of their love-making still on her lips.

“Mmmm, mine too.”  He pulled her in his
arms to lie
on top of him.  She straddled hip lean hips. 

“Cindy, I don’t think I could take it if anything happened to you.  I think I’ve fallen in love with you.  I know it may be too soon, but I feel like I would be losing my soul if you left.”

She leane
d her head against his shoulder. They were alone. S
he could let her guard down. 

“Me too.” 

He si
ghed in deep contentment. “Good.”

The damn alarm clock was going off and Cindy rolled over to smack the snooze button.  Her arm came into contact with a bare muscular chest.  She sucked in her breath for a moment until she remembered she had fallen asleep with Jack the night before. 

It was the first time she ever actually slept with anyone before, and she found that she really liked the sensation of waking up next to him.  It made her feel safe.

The damn alarm wasn’t turning off itself.  She propped herself up and realized it was actually the room phone ringing incessantly.  Climbing over Jack was difficult and he grumbled as she did so making her smile.  He was so cute, but she would never tell him that or his macho ego might
get offended. Y
ou don’t tell a SEAL he’s cute.  Grabbing the phone off the receiver, she clipped into it.

“Agent Hawke, what?”  Cindy heard a giggle on the other end of the line.  It could only be
Montgomery
.