“Morning,” I breathed as I sidled up next to him at the kit
chen counter, lifting a mug of coffee to my lips, and sighing happily when I gulped it down. “Ahh, just the way I like it.”
“As if I’d ever give it to you any other way.” Isaac flashed me a smirk as he slid a plate of fluffy scrambled eggs, bacon, and lightly buttered toast in front of me. “I know what my Sunshine likes. My only sunshine.”
“Have I told you lately how much I love you?”
“Not since we got out of bed,” he murmured against my lips before claiming them in a deep kiss. “Although, I’m still not sure why you’re up and dressed so early in the morning.”
“About that,” I mumbled after shoveling some eggs into my mouth and swallowing them down in an effort to buy myself some time while I figured out how to word what I needed to tell him. “I have an appointment downtown.”
As he leveled me with a knowing glare, I didn’t know why I bothered trying to slip anything past him. “What kind of appointment?”
I took a few more bites of my food, well aware that I needed the fuel for the battle I was going to have on my hands. “At FBI headquarters.”
“Tell me you didn’t do what I think you did.”
“It’s not anything bad, Isaac,” I quickly reassured him. “I just put in a call to Agent Taylor and let him know I had a possible lead on some corporate corruption.”
“I should have known you weren’t going to let the matter drop as easily as it seemed last night.”
“If you thought a few orgasms would distract me, then you don’t know me as well as I thought you did,” I grumbled.
“We don’t even know if SO&G has done anything wrong,” he tried to reason with me.
“Maybe it’s the hacktivist side of me that’s seeing corporate greed around every corner, and all this will come to nothing,” I conceded. “But I know you, Isaac. You’re a good judge of people. When you sat across from that man and listened to his story, something in your gut told you that he’s innocent. If he didn’t do it, then someone else did. And they did a bang-up job of framing him while they were at it. So either I hack the credit card and phone records on my own and run the risk of getting picked up again, or I call in the favor Agent Taylor owes me for saving his badge and do it with a little CYA on my side.”
Per the terms of the deal Isaac had brokered for me, I worked with the FBI on cases from time to time. It wasn’t often, thanks to my husband’s negotiating skills, but I’d worked with Agent Taylor on all three cases that I’d helped them with. On the last one, a few months ago, he lost his temper and punched the owner of a textiles company in his face when he’d discovered that not only had the man imported kids from overseas to work as slave labor, but that he’d also sexually abused several of the girls. Luckily for Taylor, the video evidence of that interaction was mysteriously corrupted—courtesy of moi— and the defendant’s word hadn’t gone a long way in convincing anyone that he hadn’t just gotten banged up when he resisted arrest. I hadn’t done it to earn myself a favor, but I wasn’t dumb enough to turn one down either.
“Fuck!” he groaned. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
“Nope.”
“Then I guess it’s better that you help with an FBI agent on your side than without one.” The big grin I flashed him wavered as he glared at me. “But you don’t do a damn thing without me knowing what’s going on. And at the first hint of trouble, you’re out of this. I don’t want you going anywhere near SO&G. If they really did kill Whitney because she stumbled across something they want to cover up, then they’ve already proven the lengths they’ll go to protect their secrets. You’re the most important person in my world, and I’m not willing to risk your safety for anyone or anything. Understood?”
It was more than I’d thought he’d budge, so I had no choice but to agree. For the time being at least, because what my darling husband seemed to forget was that he was the most important thing in my world and I’d do whatever it took to keep him safe too.
Chapter 4
Isaac
I was buried in paperwork and ready for a fucking break when the light of my life pranced into the conference room. “Hey, Sunshine,” I greeted with a smile. She walked right into my open arms, and I kissed her as I lifted her small body onto the table, ignoring the files that scattered to the floor. “You have perfect timing,” I mumbled against her lips.
“I do?” She leaned back and looked at me with a raised brow.
“I’m starving,” I informed her with a perfunctory nod.
She smiled brightly and started to dig through the purse she’d flung beside her when I hoisted her up. “Me too. I can’t seem to stop eating lately.” She pulled out her cell phone and opened up a food delivery app. “What should we order?”
Nabbing the phone, I tossed it back into her bag and grabbed her chin. “What I’m craving, I already have right here.” A sweet red blush crossed her cheeks and it only made my hunger grow. I gently pushed her shoulders until she was lying on her back. A slightly frantic look crept on her face as she glanced at the door, and I couldn’t help giving her a naughty grin.
“You’ll have to be quiet while I eat my snack,” I purred as my hands slid from her knees, up her thighs, and under her skirt. Hooking two fingers into the elastic of her panties, I drew them down and off of her completely.
“Isaac,” she hissed. “Someone could walk in!” She lifted onto her elbows and shifted, as though to get up. Swiftly, I pinned her back against the table with my body hovering over hers, my arms caging her head. “I better hurry then.”
She opened her mouth and her eyes darted to the door once again but before she could lodge another protest, I was already kneeling at the table’s edge with my face buried between her thighs.
“You have the sweetest fucking pussy, baby,” I growled before sucking her folds into my mouth. She moaned and I pulled my head away. Her legs clenched, trying to bring me back, but I pushed her knees until she was spread as wide as possible. I waited silently until she lifted up onto her elbows and glared at me with turbulent blue eyes. “I told you to stay quiet.”
Eden huffed in obvious annoyance and dropped her head back. When it came back up, she was biting her plump bottom lip. I raised an eyebrow and she nodded her agreement.
Diving back in, I feasted on her and with every lick she got wetter and wetter. Her little bundle of nerves was swollen and tight and when I bit down on it, she sucked in a huge breath, her body tensing for half a second. Then her back bowed off the table and her mouth opened in a silent scream. I plunged my tongue deep inside her before licking back up to her clit and sucking it hard. Her orgasm was wracking her body with shudders.
She was so fucking sensitive lately. Rising swiftly to my feet, I unbuckled and whipped out my dick in record time. I tugged her forward and lifted her upper body into my arms. My mouth sealed over hers and I gripped her ass as my hips punched forward and I sunk balls deep into my wife.
There was no place I’d rather be than buried inside my woman. Her pussy gripped me tight, her cream coating my cock as I dragged it along her walls and then thrust back in.
I leaned forward and while I’d intended to unbutton her blouse, I got impatient after the first button and tore it down the center instead. Eden squeaked in surprise and I covered her mouth with my palm. I popped the clasp on the front of her bra and her tits spilled out. I tweaked each nipple and enjoyed the clench of her pussy around my cock with each pluck. As much as I wanted to show her breasts plenty of attention, I was already too close to coming. I refused to ever come without her. Removing my hand, I returned my grip to her ass, lifting her lower body a little so I could penetrate even deeper.
“Help me out, Sunshine,” I demanded in a low, gravelly voice. “Play with your tits, baby, and squeeze that pussy—fuck!” I nearly shouted when she bore down and she froze.
“Shhhhh!” she snapped, but her warning got lost in a quiet moan as I bottomed out inside her once again.
“Do what you’re told, Sunshine. Pinch your nipp
les and pretend it’s my teeth. Pull on them like I would when I suck them.”
Eden slid her hands up her torso and cupped her tits. Pressure at my spine warned me that I was too close and I sucked in a few deep breaths in an attempt to regain control. But when she began to mimic my mouth on her delicious mounds, come spurted from my cock.
“Fuck, baby! Come now!” I furiously whispered. I withdrew suddenly and dropped to my knees again. The millisecond my tongue pressed on her clit, she blew apart. I surged up, back inside her tight heat, and her orgasm gripped my cock like a vice. I grunted and just barely kept from bellowing her name as I exploded.
I filled her to the brim and when I finally slid out, my come spilled from her. It marked her as mine and I resisted the temptation to smear it all over her thighs and pussy, rubbing it in to her skin so she would smell like me, wear me on her all day.
The far off sound of voices floated into the room and Eden sprang up, shoving me away with surprising force. Once she was standing, she looked down at herself in horror, just then realizing I’d ruined her shirt and there was no way to fix it.
“Isaac! What the fuck? I can’t leave here like this. Not unless you want the world to get a nice look at my goods!”
I growled and yanked her body up against mine. “First of all, you’re going to get yourself a spanking if you don’t watch your mouth, and second”—I leaned down until my face was only centimeters from hers—“no one sees what’s mine.”
Her eyes narrowed as she glowered at me. “What exactly am I supposed to do? And put that thing away!” she snapped. My dick was clearly appreciative of the look and feel of her naked tits pressed against my chest. Despite the mind-blowing orgasm I’d just had, he was up and ready for another round.
The voices drew closer so I stepped back, tucked myself back in, and snatched up my suit coat. I held it open for her to slip her arms inside and it engulfed her. She looked so damn cute.