Page 75 of Covert Affections (Shadow Agents/PSI-Ops #5)

Her hands gripped the counter to steady herself, but it didn’t help.

His first thrust was so strong it rocked her and the RV.

The force of it jolted her, making her teeth rattle.

She gasped, her darkness clawing at her, wanting to be free.

He pulled back and slammed into her again, making the entire RV rock back and forth.

Lindy moaned as her inner walls clenched greedily around him, as if wanting to hold him to her.

He didn’t let up. There was no time to readjust or ready herself for his sexual onslaught. He thrust again and again with ruthless precision.

Deep.

Hard.

Unforgiving.

It was what her darkness craved.

What it needed.

Pleasure rushed through her, tearing a scream of delight from her lips, as her body tightened around his.

Jesse lost his rhythm for a second, grunting, holding her hair in a death grip. “Fuck!”

Her body pulsed around his cock, each thrust bringing aftershocks of pleasure.

His mouth pressed to her ear. “Mine!”

She nodded. “Yes.”

His teeth sank into her flesh where her neck met her shoulder, marking her as he drove into her with one final thrust.

She cried out and thought for sure the RV would flip. It didn’t, but it did feel more like they were in a boat on rough seas than in a trailer on land.

Jesse lifted his mouth from her shoulder and licked the spot he’d bitten. He stayed pressed deep in her, his cock twitching as he found his own release.

Lindy panted, her breathing fast. “That was…amazing.”

He chuckled. “Thanks. It was, wasn’t it?”

She laughed. “Oddly, I feel like I should clap. You know, give you a round of applause.”

He stiffened behind her. “Really?”

Nodding, she glanced back at him before doing just that—she clapped.

Laughter erupted from him, and he kissed her shoulder, where he’d bitten her.

There was no sign he’d broken the skin, but she was sure he had. “You bit me.”

“I did,” he said with a wag of his brows. His expression grew serious. “Did you get enough?”

“Of you biting me?”

He chortled. “Feeding from the sexual energy. Do you need more?”

“You sound like you hope I say yes to needing more,” Lindy said.

The thousand-watt smile he shot her left her fighting laughs.

He pushed his hips against her backside, his cock still inside of her.

“I’m really, really, really hoping you say yes to needing more.

” His smile faded. “But I need to know you’re taken care of—that you have what your body requires.

If not, take more—take everything from me. ”

Her heart, which she had spent a lifetime guarding, felt as if someone was there, chiseling away the wall she’d erected. She reached over her shoulder and put a hand on his scruffy cheek. “Thank you. I’m full. I promise.”

“Wrong to admit I’m disappointed?” he asked, pumping in and out of her slowly to start.

She grinned and then thought more about everything he’d said to her earlier. “How do you know what I like to read?”

He stopped moving. “Um, about that…?”

“And what do you mean by me finally getting a guy who stalks me, sneaks into my house, and has cameras watching me?” she questioned, wondering if it was bedroom talk or if it was something more.

Jesse released her hair and wrapped his arms around her, still inside of her. He cupped her breasts and toyed with her nipples as he kissed her shoulder.

“Are you trying to distract me?” she questioned.

He laughed a little. “Is it working?”

“Not really,” she stated firmly. “Jesse, you said all those things and then made it sound like you’re doing them to me. Are you?”

He tensed, holding her so tight it was hard to breathe.

“Gentle.” She tapped his arm.

He eased his hold fast. “Sorry.”

She looked over her shoulder at him. “Are you stalking me?”

“No,” he said as he nodded .

She blinked, her eyes wide.

“I swear to you that it’s for your own protection. Not some weird perverse way to jack off looking at your image or…shit…I mean, it started that way, but then I was worried about The Corporation and the hybrids and…”

She couldn’t help but laugh.

His brows shot up. “Are you laughing at me?”

“A hundred percent.” Lindy laughed more.

He rolled his eyes and began to move slowly in and out of her. “Mmm, so long as I can stay right here, doing this, laugh away.”

The sound of tires crunching on gravel sounded from outside, the equivalent of a bucket of ice being dumped over the fire smoldering between them.

Lindy gasped.

Jesse groaned. “Of course that fucking dick would interrupt this.”

“Jesse,” she whispered, trying to wiggle free.

He moaned, his hands tightening on her hips. “Gorgeous, you keep moving your ass like that, and you can bet I’m not leaving. In fact, I might just take you again—this time louder—so our guest knows exactly what he’s interrupting.”

Pounding sounded on the RV door.

Lindy’s eyes widened as embarrassment flooded her face. She was sex-positive, but being caught in the act on the side of the road was a bit much, even for her.

Jesse withdrew from her, his cock wet and hard as he stormed toward the back of the RV. Every movement radiated frustration and he muttered something about killing someone. He yanked open a small closet and pulled out a dry pair of jeans. He put them on, struggling to get his erection in them.

The pounding continued.

Lindy scrambled for her clothing, which was thrown everywhere. She found her shirt in the sink, of all places, still soaked from the bar sink incident. Her jeans were still too wet to get on.

There was more pounding on the door. Whoever it was, knocked like someone on the inside owed them money.

“Fuck off!” Jesse yelled toward the door. He turned Lindy to face him and then lifted her arms, putting a dress shirt on her as if she were a child. He buttoned the blue shirt once in the middle, which left most of her cleavage showing as well as her crotch.

Jesse narrowed his gaze on the door area, nostrils flaring. “What in the hell do you want now? And why aren’t you in Denver?”

“I was on my way and spotted you here.”

Lindy gasped at the sound of Robert’s voice coming from outside the RV.

Jesse touched her shoulders lightly and kissed her forehead. “Relax.”

She stared blankly up at him, wondering if he thought telling a woman to calm down ever really worked.

He licked his lips, clearly suppressing a grin. His jeans were undone, and his hair was tousled in a way that made it clear what he’d been doing. “It’s fine. I got this. Have a seat.”

She shook her head, mouthing the word “no.” There was no way she was about to sit there passively while her ex stood right outside the door.

“Gorgeous, I’m positive he’s figured out you’re in here,” said Jesse. “He can hear us and he can smell us.”

“He’s not wrong.” Robert tapped on the door again twice. “Everything is all right, though?”

Jesse stared down at her. “Gorgeous, he’s waiting to be sure you’re all right. That I didn’t hurt you. He doesn’t give a shit if I’m all right or not.”

“Again, he’s not wrong,” said Robert.

Lindy tried to button the shirt more. Her breasts were too big. She could only button the lower portion, and the rest made her look like a porn star.

Jesse’s gaze was on her cleavage.

She snapped her fingers and pointed toward the door of the RV. Her patience was gone.

He blinked. “Right. Yes. Sorry. Lost my train of thought.”

“Lindy, if you don’t answer me about being all right or not, I’ll rip the door off the hinges,” warned Robert.

“I’m fine!” she said, her voice rising in pitch.

Jesse sighed. “We’re on our way to her place. I plan to tell her everything there.”

“Lindy, do you want me there too?” asked Robert, vulnerability in his voice.

She cringed. “Honestly, I want to crawl under the table and hide right now.”

“Why is that?” asked Robert.

She started for the door, unable to believe he was acting so calm about everything. He’d spent five days ignoring her texts, calls, and now this?

She reached for the door handle, and Jesse was suddenly there, wrapping a blanket around her.

“What are you doing?” she demanded.

“Covering you,” he said evenly. “He doesn’t need to see you naked.”

“I’ve already seen her naked!” Robert shot back.

Lindy cringed. “Could this get any worse?”

Jesse tipped his head as if listening to something she couldn’t hear.

He held up a finger as if telling her to wait and walked by her.

He bent and lifted her cell phone. He brought it to his ear.

“Um, hi. One second. I’m sorry, what?” He blushed.

“Yes. I’m that guy.” His eyes widened. “I’d rather not send you a picture of my equipment. ”

It took Lindy a second to realize who he was speaking to.

Teresa!

“Ohmygod, she was on the line and heard everything?” she asked, mortified.

Jesse nodded. “Yep, and asking to talk to you. Seems proud of you.”

Groaning, Lindy dropped her face into her hands.