Chapter 4

4

AIDEN

S oft ripples of warm flesh clench and release around my fingers. Lana’s walls welcome me, and my cock is desperate to be inside of her. Fuck, this isn’t how I wanted this to go, but the way she fights ... her strength and agility ignite the primitive urges inside of me like no woman’s ever done before.

I could sense she was taking it easy on me since I caught her by surprise. Her skills are better than most of the guys I know in the field, and I want her. I want her so badly I can taste it.

I pull my fingers out of her pussy and suck her juices off them. She whimpers for more. I push up onto one elbow, using the finger coated in her climax to pull her lower lip down. She opens her mouth for me, taking my fingers and curving her tongue around them.

Fuck me.

She mimics the act of sucking my cock and nearly brings me to climax in my pants, but I restrain myself.

“Dirty girl with a dirty mouth,” I whisper into her ear.

She chuckles with her lips still around my fingers and sucks them even more aggressively.

“You keep this up and I’m liable to have come stains all over my pants, Lana,” I warn her.

She pulls her mouth off my fingers with a pop. “So leave your come stains in my mouth, Aiden.”

FUCKING FUCK.

She doesn’t have to ask me twice as I hastily undo my zipper to let my erection spring free. Lana nudges me into the chair and inhales my shaft down to the hilt. Her tongue wraps around the head and sucks. My legs spread wide as my hands find the sides of her face to guide her movements.

The slurps and sucking noises blend with pants and groans of satisfaction. I’m not going to last long. She knows what she’s doing with me. Her mouth moves up and down like it’s custom-made for my dick.

Lana pulls away from me with a pop. She grips my shaft with her small, delicate hand and strokes it up and down as she reaches her other hand into my trousers to caress my balls. I have to white knuckle the arms of the chair to stop myself from fucking her pretty face. Fucking that pretty little mouth of hers. I want to slam my cock down her throat, but I keep my composure and let her stay in control.

My teeth bite down on my lower lip as she sucks the come out of me, drinking my essence down her throat like she’s sipping a fine wine. She keeps me in her mouth until she’s got every last drop between her lips and swallows.

I pull her up to kiss her; the scent of my body on her mouth has me getting hard all over again. Our mouths crash against one another, unable to fight this tension and carnal lust.

I push myself out of the seat, hoisting Lana into my arms and carrying her to the desk, where I lay her flat on her back. I spread her legs to return the favor. Her back bows off the moment my tongue flattens on her slit. She tastes as sweet as I hoped, and I waste no time devouring her and worshiping this heaven between her legs.

She moans too loudly, and I’m forced to use one hand to cover her mouth while I let mine coax another orgasm out of her. When I drag my tongue up her slit, she grips the back of my head to thrust her pelvis into me. Good girl. Her climax coats my chin, and it makes me feral.

“Fuck. Fuck me, Aiden. Please.”

I know it’s too little too late to hold back, but I’m not going to do that just yet. I use my free hand to slip two of my fingers inside of her while sucking on her clit, stroking the top of her walls with a come-hither motion to hit her G-spot.

Lana’s moans of pleasure are growing too loud for my hand to muffle. I have to pull my mouth away from her to silence her with a kiss. She strokes my cock and guides me to her entrance, and that’s when I realize I can’t resist her even if I try.

I let her pull my cock inside of her soft pussy and nearly come as soon as I thrust inside of her. Gritting my teeth and fighting for control, I move my hips, and my eyes roll to the back of my head when she begins meeting my drives.

In and out...

Back and forth...

Up and down...

I fuck the shit out of Lana on top of my desk until it sounds like we’re two animals rutting in a forest. The desk moves, and the phone falls off while anything not heavy enough to stay in its place rolls to the floor.

Her pussy envelops my cock, squeezing it to a climax I can’t stop.

“Fuck, your pussy was made for me. Where have you been?” I ask her between panting breaths.

She kisses me gently as I deliver my spend. “Belize.”

That draws soft laughter out of both of us, and I pull out of her, careful not to smear my seed on either of our clothes. Thankfully, I have an executive bathroom suite where we clean up.

With our clothes back on and my office somewhat put back together, the scent of our sex lingers in the air, which brings a smile to my face. I spare a glance at Lana as she smoothes her skirt down and sits in the chair.

I sit behind my desk and adjust my tie.

Lana smirks. “Now that we’ve got that out of the way, how long does it take for you to vet someone for the position you have in mind for me?”

I’m ready to position her over the edge of this desk, rub the curves of that firm ass, and slide my cock back inside of her. Yet, I know that’s not what she’s talking about. I appreciate her professionalism.

“I’ll have HR fingerprint you and honor everything we’ve discussed about this role. Whatever you need will be granted so long as you pass your background check. I should have all the information I need by tonight to make a permanent decision.”

The sound of my phone ringing breaks my train of thought, and a call and email come through at the same time. Scoffing at the name and number, I send Carl to voicemail, opting to read his email instead.

“Great, the security footage is here,” I tell her, pulling it up on my computer. “Come take a look. Maybe your expert eye can tell me anything I’m not seeing.”

Lana walks around and leans over my shoulder as I play the video. She’s close enough for me to breathe in the soft notes of vanilla and lilacs wafting off her hair. The ponytail is gone, and her black strands cascade over her shoulder. I want to wrap my hand in it, pull it back, and shove every inch of myself into her mouth again.

Deep breaths help me focus on the task in front of us.

Lana scrutinizes the video, opening her mouth to speak but closing it, letting out soft grunts of frustration instead. I move to the side and put her hand over the square mouse pad to let her navigate the video.

“This spans the entire week?” She sounds surprised.

“Yeah. Carl is efficient most of the time when I tell him to do something.”

“What’s the deal with you two?” She glances at me for a moment, studying my face as if our history’s playing on my forehead.

“When I first registered Jeremy for school, I showed up to a parent meeting. Carl treated me like I was some benefactor there for a viral moment. When I shrugged that off and asked about the programs in the school, he brushed me off and promised to send me literature.”

“That doesn’t sound too bad.”

I nod. “It doesn't, except the literature he sent were donation packages for big-dollar donors to the school. I could have a hall built and named after me with a large enough donation that would secure my son’s spot once the school year began. He even joked that a guy like me could pay someone on his staff to pay attention for me. I lost my temper that anyone would reduce what I feel for my son to the money I make for a living.”

“Yikes. Nothing like academic extortion.” She shakes her head. “Did you lose your temper with him physically?”

“Yeah, but luckily for Carl, my fist went through his wall and not his face.”

“Lucky for him indeed, but look at this.” Lana points to the monitor, showing a woman walking by the security guard at the front desk. “That’s her. That’s the woman I saw. That security guard is shitty at his job. I think the entire security staff should be questioned. Why do they just let anyone come and go?”

“Because the more money you have, the more freedom they give you. The parents and guardians complain about annoying security protocols, like showing their ID. The staff should know everyone coming in and out of the building since there’s only two hundred students at the school.”

“Money only goes so far.” She sighs. “Can you get Mr. Drummond to send you that woman’s employee records? And how’s your security at home?”

“It might be better if you see it for yourself.”

“Is there somewhere Jeremy can stay for tonight at least? With one thwarted attempt, they might try again. I want to be sure your car isn’t being tracked and that they’re not hacking into your system at home.”

“I’ll have my mother come get him.” Curiosity pricks at me. “What would you do?”

“What do you mean?”

“If you were Jeremy’s bodyguard and this morning happened. You stopped the kidnap attempt and are now reviewing the footage. What would be your next move if you already had the job?”

“If I’m being honest, Aiden, the way I felt about my last client ... The way Jeremy clung to my arm after I saved him, I’d probably have my team find these people and then handle them myself. No police. No bodies.” She sucks her bottom lip, her gaze narrowing. “I’m not just strong, Aiden. I’m lethal.”