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THEO HELD ME IN HIS arms, and I lost sight of everything we were fighting for. All the information about the missing agents and the mole at MI6 disappeared from my mind, leaving me with only the sensation his proximity created.
I slid my hands up his chest, easing my fingers beneath his jacket. Helping him shed the heavy thing, I didn’t bother to pay attention to where it landed. I knew that what we were about to do could make things even more dangerous, but I didn’t care. For too long, I had been operating all alone. Ever since Ryan died, I had a hole in my heart that I couldn’t fill. For once, I felt like I wasn’t a gaping wound and that I had something to offer someone.
All the sex I’d had with my marks before killing them was just a pale reflection of the desire I felt for Theo. He was the real deal, a competent, charming, and handsome man who knew the real me. I couldn’t wait to lie down with him, to feel his body next to mine, to love him so completely that everything else drifted away.
His hand skimmed my hip, smoothing the cheap fabric against my skin. I opened my mouth up to him, welcoming his tongue against mine. He tasted like the stout beer he had been drinking, like barley and hops. He smelled like some kind of manly soap mixed with the distinctive bouquet of a London night.
I sealed the kiss, reaching for the button at his throat. He held me gently at the waist, allowing me to undress him. I had long wondered what he looked like beneath his undershirt. I was sure that he was stacked, either through gym workouts or on-the-job exercise. I wasn’t disappointed.
Tugging his outer shirt off, I tossed it effortlessly onto the arm of the sofa. I fit my hands beneath his T-shirt, feeling the heat of his naked skin. Closing my eyes, I skimmed my fingernails around to his abdomen, marking the ridges of his muscles as if they were words in braille.
They spoke of manual labor, of solid experience and intense passion. I eased his shirt up over his head and then opened my eyes to take in the sight. Without a single hair on his chest, he stacked up to be just as muscular as Ryan, maybe even more so. The suits he wore didn’t do him justice. I almost wanted to pull him into the shower so that I could watch rivulets of water drain down his pectorals. But there would be time for that later.
I pressed my lips to his skin and kissed, loving the tension that his taut skin produced. He watched me carefully, finally reaching a breaking point. He tilted my head up so that he could kiss my lips, and with the same level of care that I’d showed, pushed the straps of my dress down to reveal my shoulders.
Now it was his turn to break the kiss and bury his lips in my flesh. I tilted my head back, the crown of my skull connecting with the window at my back. If there was anyone watching, we were giving them a full show. I wanted to move to a more private location, but I couldn’t summon the energy. The only thing that seemed to matter in that moment was exploring each other’s bodies. We would deal with the question of privacy at another time.
I wrapped my fingers around his biceps, feeling the bulge there as an added incentive to moan. He was so perfect, so ripe for conquest. I didn’t have to worry about killing him afterward or about him killing me. There were no secrets between us, and that made what we were about to do so much sweeter.
As if answering my unspoken request, Theo reached around to my backside. He pulled me into his arms, turning away from the window. I wrapped my legs around my waist, lowering my forearms to his shoulders. And I kissed him as he moved, taking us into the depths of his penthouse apartment, past the sofa and the fish tank, to the silky darkness of the bedroom.
Theo had a king-sized bed. Whether it was to attract playmates or if he just enjoyed the ability to stretch out, I didn’t care. He lowered me to the mattress, coming down on top of me. I felt a thrill as he sat back to remove my shoes.
One after the other, he held my legs gently and slid the pumps off. It was such a tender action, I could feel my heart swell within my rib cage at the sight. He never took his eyes off mine, as if we were partners in more ways than one. Instead of a fight or a conquest, our time together was a collaborative effort. We were searching for a way to get closer, to love one another completely.
I opened my arms and welcomed him in. His lips were hot as they brushed mine and his body firm on top of me. I still wore my dress, so I couldn’t feel him the way I wanted to. With the utmost tact, I pushed him away, creating just enough space to work the garment up over my head.
I had to raise my hips to do so, and he took advantage of the situation to kiss my belly. He gripped my hips, rubbing his thumbs across my hip bones toward the bikini zone. I wiggled my shoulders to remove the dress entirely, pushing it aside onto the vast recesses of the bed.
He didn’t allow me to put my hips down, wrapping his hands beneath my waist and holding firm. With his teeth, he dragged my panties away from my crotch, helping himself to a close-up view of my privates. I’d never had a man employ that particular tactic, and it struck me as funny—until he kissed the mound and made all the air rush from my lungs.
I closed my eyes, twisting my head away to allow myself the satisfaction of pure sensation. I could feel his lips against my intimate skin, and then his tongue, warm and rough, lapping through the folds.
My thighs quivered. I felt the tension building in my core, his every stroke pushing me further toward the gates of heaven. This wasn’t like anything I’d experienced before. I felt like a meal on a platter, all the agency taken away from me, at the mercy of Theo’s intentions. He circled my clit with his tongue, licking me toward ecstasy. His grip on my hips tightened, holding me in place as my body shuddered.
It was wonderful, and yet something was missing. When he pressed two fingers inside me, I knew what it was that I desired. The momentum doubled. I could see stars in the darkness behind my eyelids. He took me to a place that few men had ever witnessed, playing my body like a wind instrument.
I crashed over to the other side of reality, my breathing ragged, my fingernails digging into the sheets. A rush of hot liquid soaked my pussy, alerting Theo to his success. He licked his lips, peeling my panties the rest of the way down and tossing them to the floor.
As I lay, completely spent and burning up inside, he removed his belt and pulled down his pants. I watched as his cock sprang to life between us. He stroked it twice, priming it for the journey that lay ahead.
I eased myself up a little farther on the mattress so that my legs no longer hung off the side. He followed me, poised to enter my body with his massive length. An expert in bed, he scooped me up by the ankles, spreading my legs and draping them over his shoulders. Completely exposed and at his mercy, I lay beneath him, ready for the next chapter.
He eased his way inside me, the width of his dick sparking joy deep in my bones. I ached to consume him, to wrap myself around him and hold him tight. But he wouldn’t give me that pleasure just yet.
Instead, he rocked deep enough to spear straight through to the mattress below. My hips sagged beneath him, my legs stretched high above me. In that position, the only thing I could do was take his cock as hard as he wanted to give it. I gave up everything to be with him, opening myself fully to his passion.
He gripped my thighs, pressing against me again and again, working himself into a lather. I released the desire to be on top, to do things my way, to have the final say. He took me to a place I seldom saw, riding me harder than I thought I could manage.
I came again, this time under the sheer weight of his manhood. He must have felt my pussy clench around him because an instant later, he rammed himself home. His dick clenched and shuddered, releasing its payload deep into me. We pressed our bodies together as the magic worked its way through us until the moment passed with unparalleled intensity.
Theo released his grip on my legs and lowered his head to my shoulder. I eased my backside into a more comfortable position, shifting my weight beneath him. He pulled out, rolling over to lie beside me. I stretched my arm around him, not wanting to lose touch altogether. We had been through a lot, and my body still felt like it was glowing, the embers of our passion still alive with radiant sparks.
We lay for a long time without talking before Theo got up to get a glass of water. I stirred after he was gone, rolling over onto my stomach to check the time. I’d left my phone in my purse, so I went out into the living room to fetch it.
I didn’t feel the need to put any clothes on. It was just me and Theo, and we’d just established a new level of intimacy. He was nowhere in sight, and the great big picture window that consumed the far wall was something I wanted to avoid. Not that I was shy; I just didn’t want any nefarious actors scoping me with their rifles while I was undressed.
I snatched up my purse and hurried back to the bedroom where there was more privacy. Theo walked in a moment later with two glasses. I took one gratefully. After such a workout, I was thirsty.
I found a message from a number I knew by heart. It was Z, my contact at the CIA. I called her back, and she made me jump through a few hoops to prove that I was who I said I was. The code words changed daily, and they were a bulwark against compromised agents.
“Yellow,” I said.
“We have a location for Lukas,” Z announced.
“Where?” I asked.
“Germany,” she said. “I’m sending you the coordinates.”
I glanced down at my phone as the text came through. My maps showed me the exact location, one that would take me anywhere from six to eight hours to reach depending on flight availability.
“We’ve got Lukas,” I told Theo.
“I’m not sure,” he said, cozying up to me again. “The whole thing smells rotten. I don’t buy that Dark Sparrow is even involved. Vinny was a red herring. I don’t know about Lukas.”
“Well, I’m going to find him,” I said, reaching for my dress.
“Then I’m coming with you,” he decided.
“I hoped you would say that,” I replied, giving him a kiss.
We didn’t have time for another round, although I could definitely have indulged again if the situation had allowed. We would have to put it off for later. Maybe after we interrogated Lukas and found the missing agents, Theo and I could take a vacation together. The thought of spending uninterrupted time in bed with my new partner was intoxicating. I couldn’t wait for another chance to make love. But in the meantime, we had a job to do. Dark Sparrow wasn’t going to catch itself, and if we didn’t move fast, we would have three dead bodies on our hands.
