Tall, Silent & Lethal (Pyte/Sentinel #4)(120)

“Things that you should be ashamed off,” he growled, watching her, his eyes shifting from her br**sts to her fingers playing for his enjoyment as he reached down ran his palm down the underside of his cock.

“And what have you done in these fantasies?” she asked around a soft moan as she watched him tease his cock.

“Everything,” he rasped as she made a show of spreading her swollen lips apart for him again.

“Everything? That’s a little vague for me, Christofer. Why don’t you tell me one of these little fantasies of yours,” she suggested, tracing the tip of her cl*t as she gave her breast a squeeze, loving the way that he licked his lips as he took it all in.

“I’ve f**ked your pretty little ass,” he said, making her breath catch and just like that, she wanted him to do just that.

“And did I love it?”

“You f**king adored it. Begged me to slide my c**k in your ass again and again,” he said, moaning as he cupped the tip of his c**k and squeezed.

“And did you?” she asked, her h*ps shifting restlessly as she imagined just how good it would feel.

“No,” he said, shaking his head as he wrapped his hand around his large c**k and stroked himself, slowly, “I missed your pu**y too much.”

A gasp escaped her as she rubbed her clit. This man was so good at this. They needed those phones that Ephraim promised them, immediately. She’d probably never get anything done with him sexting her all day. Then again, she probably wouldn’t care, not as long as he kept driving her out of her mind.

“It makes me wonder,” Christofer said, continuing to stroke his c**k while he watched her.

“Makes you wonder what?” she asked, struggling to stay focused.

“If your pu**y misses me right now.”

“There’s only one way to find out,” she said, resisting the urge to slide a finger inside herself and end this torture.

“True,” he said, getting to his feet, his hand never stilling on his c**k as he walked over to her, but instead of crawling between her legs like she’d expected, hoped, he stood by her head, placed a hand against the wall, a knee on the bed and brought the tip of his c**k to her mouth. “I need it wet.”

“That’s funny,” she said, taking his hand away from his erection and bringing it between her legs, “so do I.”

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I will break you the f**k off if you come too soon, Christofer promised his c**k as his fingers traced between Cloe’s wet slit. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take. He loved playing these games with her, loved driving her out of mind until he was intoxicated on the scent of her arousal, but sometimes he was afraid he’d lose his goddamn mind if he couldn’t just slide home like now. She’d never smelled so damn good before. Normally the scent of her made him crazy, but today it was driving him out of his f**king mind until all he could think about was f**king her.

A strangled groan escaped him as Cloe wrapped her lips around his c**k and took him in her hot, wet mouth. Don’t even think about it, he inwardly snarled at his poor defenseless c**k when he felt his balls pull up tight. As he slid a finger inside Cloe to find her ready, he tried to think of something, anything that would keep him from-

Shit!

Too late, she had him ready to come the second she traced the slit of his c**k with her tongue. Refusing to come anywhere but between her legs, he pulled his c**k free, removed his hand and moved between her legs, slammed his c**k home, pulled back and……

Froze.

“You’re fertile,” he blurted out as realization slammed into him.

The reason why he hadn’t been able to keep his hands off her, more than usual, was because she was ripe. Shit! They’d never talked about a future, never mind children. His focus right now was to protect her and keep her safe, happy and crying out his name when he made love to her. They weren’t ready for kids.

Not yet.

They were being hunted, didn’t have a home of their home, but the main reason that he didn’t want children yet was because he hadn’t won her heart yet. He didn’t want to force her to stay with him because they had a child and he sure as hell didn’t want to risk losing her and their child if she ever decided to walk away.

“It’s okay,” she said, her expression guarded as she wrapped her arms around him to stop him from pulling out.

“We need to talk about this, mein Schatz,” he said, reaching up to gently take her hand away, but the stubborn woman simply shook her head and tightened her hold around him.

“You’re not going to get me pregnant,” she said, threading her fingers through his hair in that way she knew drove him out of his mind and pulled him down for a slow, passionate kiss that had him groaning in defeat.

“Are you sure?” he asked as realization dawned on him. She probably had an IUD or something to keep her from getting pregnant.

“Yes,” she answered against his lips, and with that he gave in and slid back inside her until his balls rubbed against her ass.

After that he stopped thinking altogether. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him as he thrust inside her, loving the way that she suckled his tongue while her body tightened around his, refusing to let him go.

As he rolled his hips, he stared into her beautiful red eyes and realized that he couldn’t go another minute without telling her that he loved her.