Nothing Left to Lose (52 page)

I nodded and
fumbled in my pocket, pulling out my wallet intending to find the
condoms that I’d purchased from the bathroom of the club, but her
mouth closed over mine and she shifted her hips on me, crushing
herself against me tightly.

“What are you
waiting for, you want me to beg?” she asked breathlessly.

I grinned
against her lips. “That would be pretty hot,” I admitted.

Her teeth sank
into my bottom lip in reprimand as her thighs tightened around my
waist. I chuckled wickedly, but her hand started stroking my
erection gently and I knew I was done for. Now almost desperate, I
dropped my wallet carelessly and took hold of her hips, lifting her
higher and positioning myself at her entrance. I could feel the
heat that was waiting to envelop me. I held my breath, waiting for
the intense pleasure of her as I pushed her panties to the side and
pulled her down onto me, forcing my body inside hers. She threw her
head back, accidentally banging it on the wall behind her as she
moaned my name. I hissed through my teeth as her inner muscles
instantly gripped me in a vice-like grip. She fitted me like a
glove. It was like she was made for me. Slipping one arm under her
ass, I held her still as I used my free hand to tug off the T-shirt
that she was wearing. She squeezed herself tighter to me, forcing
me in another inch, taking my whole length inside her. The pleasure
of her was so immense that it was almost dizzying.

She gasped and
gripped the back of my head as she pressed her forehead to mine,
looking me directly in the eye as she spoke. “This still counts as
last night.”

Disappointment
rushed through me at the thought of not being with her like a real
boyfriend tomorrow, but the disappointment soon faded as she
shifted her hips, making me move inside her.

I groaned and
lifted her hips, starting up a rhythm that seemed to suit her. I
kissed her passionately, wishing I could make her love me like I
loved her – even half as much would still be more than I thought it
was possible to love anyone. I loved her with everything I had;
everything that was important to me just disappeared in a puff of
smoke when she came into my life. I would do absolutely anything
for her. She felt something for me too, deep down I knew it, but
she was just scared of getting hurt again. I could wait though; I’d
wait as long as she needed.

Her inner
muscles started to tighten with each thrust; it was getting harder
to move inside her as her moans became louder and more frequent.
Suddenly her hips bucked and her whole body jerked as her eyes
squeezed shut. Her inner walls tightened and convulsed around me,
trying to force me to finish too, but I couldn’t allow that to
happen. In the back of my mind, I was acutely aware that I hadn’t
put on a condom, so I needed to be careful. At the tip of her
climax, she gasped my name. The sound of it made my heart ache. I
panted through her orgasm, trying to remain in control as the
pleasure of her coming apart at my touch was becoming almost too
much to bear.

Once her body
started to relax and she slumped against me, I held her still
against me and carried her over to the bed. Laying her down gently,
I pulled out of her and just stared down at her in awe. She was
gasping for breath with a look of pure pleasure and happiness
stretched across her face. Pride swelled inside me that I had made
her, the broken and emotionless girl, feel happy. Reaching out, I
snagged my camera from the side and took a picture of her face.

“Hey! What are
you doing?” she protested, trying to grab it from my hands.

I smiled and
held it out of reach. “I just love that look on your face, and if
I’m not gonna get to see it again after this trip, then I want to
be able to have a picture of it,” I explained, shrugging. I didn’t
need a photo though, I was confident that I’d be able to see that
face every time I closed my eyes. As she smiled up at me and ran
her fingers through my hair, I silently wondered why I couldn’t
have met her four years ago before all that terrible stuff happened
to her. Maybe then I could have stolen her from Jack, and she
wouldn’t be afraid to fall for me.

Suddenly her
smile faded, replaced by a horrified expression. “Oh no! We didn’t
use a condom!”

I smiled
reassuringly. “It’s okay, I didn’t finish.” I brushed her hair from
her sweaty forehead.

She gasped.
“You didn’t?” She looked both relieved and angry at the same
time.

I winced,
knowing that she was going to chew me out for not using a condom.
“I was going to put one on, and then I got distracted. You said
now, and I just, I don’t know, I lost my thoughts. I remembered
though, I didn’t finish, it should be fine,” I rambled, trying to
explain my irresponsible act.

She put her
hand over my mouth, stopping my garbled excuses. “Just shush,” she
whispered, lifting her head and brushing her nose up the side of
mine. She gripped my shoulders and pushed me onto my back, moving
to straddle me. “So you haven’t finished?” she asked, grinning
wickedly.

I shook my
head, watching her, waiting for her reaction and scolding. Instead,
she stood up on the bed above me, one foot either side of my hips.
She unclasped her bra, sliding it off slowly, making my breath
catch in my throat as her breasts came into view. She swung her bra
on one finger teasingly before dropping it in my face. I groaned
and moved the material quickly so I could watch her. She was
grinning as she ran her hands across the waist of her panties
before slipping her hand inside the hips of them, pulling them down
slowly, running her hands down her legs as she did it. With every
inch that the panties moved down, my heart rate seemed to speed up.
With every inch of creamy flesh that her hands traced over, I felt
my arousal heighten. She didn’t once take her eyes from my face.
This was killing me slowly; it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen
in my life. I moaned as she kicked them off, standing stark naked
above me, making my mouth water as she exposed all of her
brilliance.

“Anna,” I
breathed, I couldn’t summon any more words than that, my brain was
like mush. Clearly I’d unleashed a sex-crazed freaking monster.
Whatever the hell she was doing was almost painful. I gripped my
hands around the back of her knees and pulled, making her knees
buckle. She fell onto me, giggling. I could feel her naked skin
pressing on every inch of my chest making me tingle with
excitement. I ran my hands up her legs, from her knees, following
the curves of her body, all the way up to her breasts.

She pushed
herself up to sitting, straddling my chest, looking at me sternly,
grabbing my hands from her body and pinning them above my head. She
shook her head forcefully. “No, Agent Taylor, I’m in charge, and
you’ll do as you’re told,” she scolded, grinning wickedly. My
stomach clenched and, impossibly, my dick got even harder.

“Yes, ma’am.
I’m sorry, ma’am,” I replied, knowing she’d like that.

She narrowed
her eyes and moaned breathily. “That is so damn hot, Ashton,” she
purred, licking her lips slowly. I smiled at how turned on she was
too, it seemed like she was loving this just as much as I was.
“Now, where are your handcuffs, Agent?” she asked.

Holy
fuck.
“Seriously?” I asked breathlessly. My excitement was
spiking to new heights at the thought alone.

“I’m serious,
Agent. Where are your handcuffs?” she repeated, biting her lip.

“Over in my top
drawer on the right,” I answered quickly. I was so excited that I
could barely breathe. She grinned and climbed off me, walking naked
to my drawers. I watched her pert ass sway as she walked. The
little red hickey that I’d put there the previous night actually
made my mouth water. As she pulled the drawer open, she giggled
excitedly as she reached in and produced my SWAT tactical
waistcoat. Her eyes lit up as she looked back at me and raised one
eyebrow as if silently asking my permission. I gulped and nodded.
Almost instantly, she slipped it on and zipped it up. I groaned
loudly because of how hot she looked in that. I’d never be able to
look at my uniform the same way again. She sashayed her way back to
me, crawling on all fours over the bed, her eyes playful. Every
nerve in my body was on fire with desire as she climbed onto me,
straddling me before kissing me deeply. She held up the handcuffs
and smiled as she reached my hands, pushing them through the bars
on my headboard before clipping the handcuffs around my wrists. I’d
honestly never seen anything more beautiful than her sitting on top
of me, wearing just my waistcoat, and that sexy smile.

She grinned at
me wickedly. “I’m gonna go play PlayStation with Nate,” she smiled
teasingly, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Don’t you
dare,” I warned.

She laughed and
put her finger to her chin, pretending to think. “Hmm, actually I
think maybe I’ll have more fun here with you,” she purred. “I’m
gonna tease you until you beg for mercy.” She grinned wickedly, and
I knew then that I would probably die before this night was
over.

“As long as you
fuck me after, I don’t mind,” I answered.

She bent
forward, tracing her nose along the edge of my jaw. “Oh I will,
don’t you worry about that, Agent Taylor.”

My heart was
crashing in my chest. I loved this girl so much; I really wished
she knew it.

Once she’d
finished with me, she slumped down against my chest, pressing her
face into my neck, breathing heavily. Our bodies were slick with
sweat. I bit my lip when I wanted to confess my love for her, she
really didn’t need to know that.

I turned my
head and kissed her temple, still feeling my heart fly in my chest.
“That was freaking awesome,” I muttered breathlessly. Annabelle
Spencer certainly had a wild side, and although some of the time
she’d looked a little insecure and had silently asked my permission
for stuff, she had undoubtedly been liberated by what we had just
done.

She sighed
happily and ran her hands up my arms, pushing her hands through the
bars of the headboard and interlacing our fingers. “Mmm,” she
mumbled.

I gripped her
hands tightly, afraid to let go. The sad truth was that I wanted
her forever, but she just had no idea.

After a few
minutes, she raised her head and smiled lazily at me. “That was the
most fun I’ve ever had,” she whispered, kissing my mouth.

I grinned;
she’d taken the words right out of my mouth. “I’m glad, Baby Girl.
Now, can you take these damn cuffs off me so I can wrap my arms
around you?” I asked, looking at her longingly. I needed to touch
her, hold her, make the most of every second of her before this
agreement was over.

She laughed and
sat up on me. “Hmm, I’m not sure I want to let you go just yet.
Where exactly did you put your camera?” she teased. I looked at her
warningly, and she giggled. “Okay, okay. Where are the keys?” She
bent down and kissed me, making my world spin faster. I needed to
get these cuffs off and hold her, my whole body was aching for that
closeness, that reassurance that I wasn’t going to lose her.

“Same drawer
where you got the cuffs,” I mumbled against her lips. She climbed
off me, looking somewhat reluctant, and went to the drawer. I
glanced at the clock, shocked to see that it was quarter to three
in the morning, which meant that we’d been at this for over an hour
and a half.

She came back
with the key, smiling teasingly. “So, what’s it worth, Pretty
Boy?”

“Whatever you
want.” I’d give her anything she asked for – not that I’d tell her
that though because she already ran rings around me.

“How about I
have a girls’ night at our place when we get back,” she blurted
quickly, a hopeful expression on her face.

I looked at her
curiously.
She wants some girlfriends over? I don’t mind
that.
“Sure.” I shrugged. I was getting off easy with that
one.

“You’re not
allowed to be there. You have to wait next door with Dean and
Peter,” she added, grimacing.

“What? No way,
that’s not happening!” I said sternly.

Her shoulders
slumped with disappointment as she crawled to my side. “Please? Not
all night, just for a couple of hours. Maybe a movie and some
drinks?” she suggested, pouting and shooting me the face that I had
serious issues saying no to.

I swallowed
hard, trying not to give in. “Anna, I can’t do that,” I said
apologetically praying she wouldn’t keep asking.

She sighed
sadly, and my heart sank. I hated telling her no. “Okay, never
mind, it was just a thought,” she muttered, reaching out and
unlocking my hands.

As soon as I
was free, I grabbed her into a hug and rolled to my side, pulling
her close to me. I ignored the fact that her naked body fitted
perfectly against mine and that her breasts were pressed tight
against my chest. “Please don’t be upset, Baby Girl. I just can’t
let that happen,” I whined, feeling awful.

“I know. I
shouldn’t have asked. I just wanted to be a normal girl for a
change. Don’t worry about it; it was a stupid idea anyway. I knew
you wouldn’t go for it,” she shrugged, smiling weakly, but it was a
forced smile and I could see the disappointment in her eyes, even
though she was trying to disguise it.

I groaned,
knowing I shouldn’t allow it but not being able to stand the look
on her face. It wasn’t even as if she was asking for the world, it
was only a couple of girls. I’d just have to pray her father didn’t
hear about it, otherwise I’d be in trouble for neglecting my
duties.

“Okay fine,” I
agreed. “But not all night,” I added quickly.

Her head
snapped up. “Seriously?” A smile crept onto her lips and her eyes
widened with excitement.

I grinned; I
loved seeing her happy. “Seriously,” I confirmed, nodding and
hooking my leg over hers, pulling her closer to me.