Page 84 of Chaos has a Name (An FBI Romance/Thriller #66)

Oh, and perfect didn’t describe it enough. He was thick, long, and she wanted him in her body in the worst way.

The man was rock hard, and she couldn’t wait to see him lose control.

It turned her on knowing that she could make him feel this way.

The way his body reacted?

It was perfection.

“I wonder how many times you can cum?” she asked, finally reaching his erection and licking him.

He moaned.

“I’m going to bet a few,” he admitted, enjoying how her hair cascaded down across his abs and erection.

When she looked up at him, Caspian fell into her eyes, and felt like he was going under.

Maybe he was.

All he could do was watch her lips teasing the head of his erection as she licked that glistening bead of cum from the tip of his dick.

His mouth went dry, and he couldn’t think straight. Yeah, he was going to die from this—without a doubt.

As she took him between her lips, sliding him down her throat, he moaned, and stared up at the ceiling.

Yoga had taught him control, but Rayna had destroyed it with just a blowjob.

He was already to the point he needed to cum. As he did battle, so did she—just for opposite reasons. He was trying not to explode three seconds into head, and she was trying to make that happen.

When she snapped her fingers, he took that moment to glance down, and all he saw was tits, his dick, and her mouth devouring him.

Oh, shit.

He was so screwed it wasn’t funny.

It had been about nine months since he’d slept with a woman, and now, she was making it difficult not to embarrass himself.

What he wanted to do was cum.

What he was going to do…was cum.

She made eye contact with him, and the whole time, they stayed locked like that. His grass-green eyes never leaving her gold-flecked ones.

As she slicked up his erection, Caspian licked his lips. He was borderline desperate.

His teeth were clenched, and he begged for mercy because he was teetering.

“Please,” he muttered.

Only, Rayna didn’t stop.

She couldn’t.

Instead, she worked him harder, making him whimper, beg, and moan. There was a sexy red flush creeping up his skin, across his tattoos, and to his neck.

And it was damn adorable.

Yeah, she liked this man way more than she should. Rayna wanted to get used to this. Seeing his big, muscled, and tattooed body on her bed…

Delicious.

When he closed his eyes, he said one thing.

“Cumming,” he muttered, teeth clenched as his body betrayed him spectacularly. Nine months of pent-up sexual frustration exploded from him, and it did one thing.

It made him want more.

Caspian wanted all.

As she swallowed all of him, it was when he moved so fast that she gasped, nearly choking on cum.

In that moment, Rayna found herself on her back, him above her. Oh, and his ridiculously sexy body had her pinned down.

When he lifted his head, and grinned wickedly at her, she could see the real man that he hid beneath the fear and worry.

And he was ridiculously handsome.

What got her even wetter was that he had both of her hands locked to the bed in only one of his.

God.

She loved a man with big-ass hands. She loved it even more when he used them on her.

“My turn,” he admitted, enjoying the way her body was covered with goosebumps.

This wasn’t faked.

Rayna was having a good time, and that made him relax the rest of the way. The nerves were gone, and so was his stutter.

It was nowhere to be seen.

Thankfully.

“Oh, Caspian, show me what you’ve got,” she said, teasing him.

That was the plan.

Finding her mouth, he made love to it, driving up the heat in the room with that tangle of tongues. The whole time, she was trapped beneath him.

And it was the best place to be.

He kept her locked down, and took his time, kissing the woman to get her ready for the invasion.

Because he couldn’t wait to be buried in her.

When he set her mouth free, he began making that same trek south.

He couldn’t wait to taste her.

In that moment, she was his sole focus.

At her breasts, he teased and tormented her, making her body arch as he did his best, and worst.

When she moaned, he glanced up, her nipple between his teeth.

The visual alone made her even wetter. Trapped beneath him, Rayna couldn’t wait for him to reach his destination.

As he went back to tormenting her, Caspian released her hands, and they went right into his hair as he moved lower down her body.

Across her abs, he took his time, enjoying the silkiness of her skin, and the scent that overtook him.

She smelled like the woods.

And he loved it.

At her hip, he left a kiss, and then maneuvered his body between her thighs. It was a tight fit, as he spread her wide, revealing the prize.

Her clit.

When he saw the piercing there, he grinned.

“Kinky, Chief.”

That made her laugh.

Mostly because that was the LEAST kinky thing about her. This was first date sex. If they ever did this again, she’d turn up the heat and give him one hell of a show.

“You found my secret,” she admitted. “College.”

Well, that intrigued him. So much, so, that he teased the little bar with his tongue, making her moan. In fact, it must have felt so damn good because her thighs quivered.

Oh, he liked this a little too much.

As he caged her clit with his teeth, he went to work, enjoying every second of it.

The whole time, Rayna’s hands were still in his hair, and she was bowed from the pleasure.

Caspian was giving her the works, and he was pretty sure that she was going to cum a few times.

Call it a hunch.

He feasted.

He devoured.

When he drove her up, and over the edge, the quivering became full-blown shaking.

The whole time he worked her clit over, Caspian made her shout his name three times as she came and came again.

The woman’s body shook as he drove her up and made her fall deeper and deeper into the pleasure with each tumble.

On the last one, she fought to get back in charge, and somehow, she did.

Rolling, she got the much bigger man beneath her, and she suspected he wasn’t even fighting it.

That’s when she slid down his dick, when he least expected it.

“Oh, fuck,” he muttered as his eyes went blurry in pleasure.

One minute she’d been kissing him, and the next, she was taking what she wanted.

HIM.

Caspian couldn’t argue that.

There was a clear winner here, and it was him.

As he moaned in pleasure, she knew it was time. Rayna wanted him in the worst way.

As she pulled him upright, so he was sitting, and she was straddling his lap, she began moving.

She.

Rode.

Him.

The way her body felt surrounding him…it was almost too much to think straight. The only thing Caspian was focused on was the tight, wet, warm grip she had on his cock. There had never been a better feeling.

As she rode him, they were both breathing erratically. They were mouth-to-mouth, and it was so difficult to not succumb to cumming.

The way Rayna moved her body, he was hypnotized. That was the bottom line.

She had him by the dick.

For sure.

As Caspian fought not to cum, he couldn’t remember why he wasn’t supposed to. His brain had gone fuzzy from all of the pleasure, and his erection…

He was doing battle.

Part of him wanted to cum so badly, but the rest of him never wanted this to end. It felt amazing to have someone enjoy his body, and let him enjoy theirs.

He was lost in that moment.

Perspiration glazed his body as he fought to stay in control and get her to the point where they could fall together. That was his only goal.

If he didn’t cum soon, he was going to die.

As her breasts bounced, he was her willing playground, offering it up to her. If he was lucky, she’d let him have more moments like this with her.

“Caspian!” she shouted, as she slid down his erection and hit that spot over and over again.

For the first time, in a long time, it wasn’t his speech impediment that had him silent.

It was his brain not able to think.

“Close,” she whispered, knowing she was barely hanging on.

“God! Me too! I’m ready,” he hissed between clenched teeth as his balls tightened, and he needed to desperately cum. Rayna was too much for him to handle.

As she ground down on his lap, he knew he was slipping, and slipping fast.

“Caspian!” she shouted, as her world broke apart and Rayna came so hard that it stole her breath.

And he was right behind her.

That bright explosion of lights popped behind his eyes as Caspian fell into that glorious orgasm.

His body emptied.

His heart filled.

And he knew he’d never be the same again. Leaving her was going to kill a piece of him, and he knew it.

On that reservation, he’d found a miracle, and no way of making it his.

God, but his life sucked so badly.

As she was laying above him, Caspian used his whole body and all of his strength to slide them up the bed, and to the pillows. There, he reached for a blanket and covered them both.

As she slipped off of his body, she nuzzled into his side, spent, and exhausted.

And that’s when he felt it.

Wetness.

The whole earlier conversation with the Blackhawks came back, and he’d realized he’d not put on a condom.

Fuck.

He hadn’t even thought about one.

“Rayna, protection,” he said, feeling like an idiot for not bagging up.

Without a word, at first, she put her fingertips over his lips as she relaxed into his body.

“Shhhhh, birth control,” she muttered as she felt his whole body relaxing. “We’re safe.”

That was all he had to hear.

Reaching over, he flipped the light switch, making the room dark.

Caspian never slept with a woman all night long. Most of the time, he fucked, and got out so the awkward morning wouldn’t be a problem.

Only, he wasn’t thinking about that.

He was thinking about her leg over his, and her head on his shoulder.

And how nice if felt for the first time in his life not to feel like he didn’t fit in.

Because he did.

Now, he had to hope a miracle happened, and Elizabeth didn’t solve this case.

Because he didn’t want to go home.

Caspian was curious enough that he wanted to stay.

With her.

Just a little longer.

* * * The Blackhawk Family * * *

The Reservation

Same Time

Outside, they were lurking.

For them, there was no doubt that she needed to be handled. The Chief of Police had started this by inviting that white woman in, and it caused all of this.

The Hollow was going to be angry.

If they didn’t get this under control, this had the potential to explode all around them.

And that was bad.

For every Native there.

She would have to be finished off, and they knew it. Going closer to the back door, they peeked inside, and that was when her dog started barking.

Well, shit.

They couldn’t get in there.

They wouldn’t be quick enough.

If they couldn’t get to the Chief of Police, they knew who they could get to.

And they would.

Because someone had to pay.

Damn the meddling women.

Damn them right to Hell.