Seducing Texas (So not Prince Charming #2)(60)

“Cameras. Bugs. Wong must be using the studio filming time to set us up. He wants to know where we are.”

“Once the feds have the drives, won’t they arrest him?” she asks.

“They don’t have enough evidence against Wong.” We need to get the Chinese off our backs. “So far I haven’t found any real names associated to the foreign bank accounts. The Chinese established shell companies to launder money.”

“But won’t they leave us alone? Why are they pursuing us?”

“I took 150 million back, and that drive has all their accounts,” I say, sitting down. The pain shoots into my side. “It’s only a matter of time before we connect them to the accounts and IP addresses.”

“Maybe there’s something we’re missing. My lawyer should get a deal, and it should reduce Dad’s sentence in half.”

“That’s good. Let’s go back through the files tomorrow. See if we find anything else, but let’s forget about that tonight.” I tug her onto my lap.

Her hand reaches for my crotch. “Aren’t you too sore?”

I wince from the intense pain in my ribs.

“You flinched.” Cyn unzips my jeans to release my cock. “Commando.” Her grin grows wider. “Too sore for this.”

“Not for head. That’ll make me feel better. My dick is just fine.”

Her hand wraps around it, and her tongue licks the crown before trailing down the shaft. “It most certainly is.”

My relationship started out with me being frustrated by this sensual woman, but the wait was worth it. My heart belongs to her, and I only want her. Every breath I breathe is for her. She is my smart-mouthed, strong-willed, temptingly tantalizing princess.

Her mouth covers my hard cock, and I groan from the intense pleasure. I will never love anyone the way I love Cyn.

She swallows my cock so that a good portion of the length goes down her throat, and I growl while her hand pumps the smooth sensitive skin. Her clever fingers stroke the ridge behind my balls, and my cock’s veins bulge. It’s so damn hard it aches.

I close my eyes and run my fingers through her silky hair. She works my cock until I’m almost ready to shoot. I stop her because being inside my princess is the best way to come.

I lift her up, and a twinge of pain stabs my side. “You’ll have to take it easy on me, princess.”

She smirks. “Just because you’re wounded?”

“Yes.”

Cyn leads me into the bedroom where she shucks her clothes all the way down to a lacy teddy. My cock twitches.

I step out of my jeans and tug the shirt over my head. “Don’t take that sexy underwear off,” I command, pressing her down onto the bed. “You’re beautiful.”

“I love you, Shane.”

“You are mine, princess, forever.”

She smiles and wriggles beneath me. Moving the thin thong aside, I plow into her, and she inhales sharply. That * squeezes on the hard ridge of my cock. The bundle of nerves in my cock electrifies.

“Too much,” I tease.

“I love your cock. It rubs and hits all the most pleasurable spots. It’s perfect.” Her eyes light with the same fire I saw on the day I met her. She’s the only woman I’ve ever known who wields enough strength to face the Alaskan Interior and the men who murdered her mother.

I ease out of her and then thrust back in. “You * is wet and hungry,” I growl.

“For you.”

She whimpers and scrapes my back with her nails, leaving the marks and proof of our untamed love. Her soft hands squeeze my ass to drive me deeper into her. She cries out, and the walls clamp down onto me.

I ram into her, and her plump breasts spill over to the sides, further exciting me. “Fuck, you feel good.”

I bury myself deep inside, plundering my Cyn. She is all mine, and I won’t let anyone take her from me, not even the Chinese. I will hunt Wong down and get rid of him permanently.

She encourages me to drive harder and faster by holding and pressing onto my hips. “Oh my God, Shane. Don’t stop.” She’s whimpering and her orgasm shudders onto my cock, crying its release and squeezing me so hard, my cock jerks and shoots out. Sweat and love spill over us, but I keep f*cking her.

Cyn pulls me into her, her cunt continuing to convulse and shake out another orgasm. My side hurts, so I drop down beside her. We’re both breathing hard and smell of sex and of our love. I can’t wait to see her pregnant with my baby.

“I love you and I want you to be my wife.”

She narrows the dark embers burning in her eyes. “Aren’t you supposed to get down on one knee?”

“I just f*cked you hard. Wasn’t that good enough? Making you scream my name? What do you say?” She better say yes. “I think I popped a stitch for you.”

She laughs. “I’ll think about it,” she says, giving me no indication that she’s teasing me.

Anger and hurt twist inside me. “I bet you agreed to marry your first husband right away.” It pisses me off.

“This is different.”

I don’t like her messing with me. I hope she’s messing with me. “You better love me a whole lot more.”

“I do, Shane, but I can’t leave Willa here by herself. In fact, where the heck is she? She should’ve been home by now.”