Page 35 of Echo, the Sniper (Men of PSI #2)

Blowjobs and Car Sex

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Rory

E DWARD TERWILLIGER was in the tiny ranch house with Josiah Armstrong.

Finally.

It had taken Echo less than ten minutes to do his thing around the house—he called it recon—including texting me from their backyard with the instruction to get into the backseat.

Apparently my hair was a neon beacon that could be seen for miles, and only huddled in the shadow-darkened backseat was I invisible from the street.

Great.

There I was, having kittens about Echo’s safety, and all he was worried about was whether or not my hair glowed in the dark.

We really needed to get on the same page.

For what it was worth, I did get where he was coming from. He was a bodyguard, first and foremost, and he’d been hired to do the job of keeping me safe. It wasn’t his fault that I’d done the stupidest thing ever—aside from marrying Dane, of course—which was to fall in love with said bodyguard.

I’d tried not to. Every step of the way I’d lectured myself about the whole bodyguard crush problem, to not mistake his fierce protectiveness as any type of genuine emotion he felt for me.

I thought I’d been really clear on that boundary.

I fully understood that his protective actions didn’t equal caring emotions.

Then he’d kissed me like his life depended on it before becoming my personal porn tour guide.

That was when all the lines got blurred.

And the situation I’d thought I had under control?

Pfft. It spun me around until I didn’t know which way was up.

I didn’t know who Echo was supposed to be with me anymore.

I didn’t know who I was to him. Was I a job?

A protectee? A lover? I wondered if he even knew for sure.

There was only one thing I did know. My heart had decided Echo was the solution to all the problems in my life, and now all it wanted was happily ever after.

I had the stupidest heart in the world.

That was why I’d wanted to go with Echo when it was time to confront Edward.

Not because Dane’s business partner had decided to break into my garage and destroy my late dad’s car.

In that moment, all I’d wanted was to watch Echo’s back and keep him safe.

I hadn’t even thought about my own safety.

No wonder Echo had looked at me like I’d lost my damn mind.

Clearly I had. Didn’t the poets refer to love as a kind of madness?

So there it was, the long and short of it. I was now an insane person, and it was all my stupid heart’s fault.

When Echo had returned to the SUV, he’d climbed into the back passenger seat beside me instead of the driver’s seat, full of news.

Not only was Edward inside with Josiah, but Echo had seen them cuddled up together watching a movie and sharing a bowl of popcorn, clearly enjoying a stay-at-home movie date.

As much as I was relieved to have been right about their relationship, I had to steel myself from feeling remorse over putting their stolen peace and happiness at risk.

There could be no room for remorse. Edward had attacked me by destroying my car, and it was entirely possible Josiah had tried to kill me.

They were out of time, and I was out of mercy.

Tonight, I would get my answers, and I’d already decided that Edward’s days of being on the run were at an end.

“I have a question,” I said as the clock on my phone told me it was almost midnight. “On our way out of here, would it be possible to disable their car in some way?”

The look he gave me was impossible to decipher in the darkness shrouding the backseat. “Why?”

“Because they’re going to want to run after we leave, and I’m going to call the police with an anonymous tip that the fugitive, Edward Terwilliger, is here. He doesn’t get to evade his fate. Neither of them do.”

“So vicious,” he murmured, and there was no mistaking the savage delight in his tone. “I guess it’s a good thing that I went ahead and punctured all four of the Subaru’s tires while I was out there. They won’t be going anywhere.”

Surprise shot my brows up. “You already did it?”

“Yeah. You and I feel the same way about Terwilliger and Armstrong. I’m also hoping that when the time is right, you’ll press charges against Terwilliger for trashing your Bentley and scaring the shit out of you.”

“That’s the plan.” I had no idea if he could see my smile, but I couldn’t help it.

To know that we were so completely on the same wavelength made me almost giddy.

“How long are you going to wait until you head back to their house?” And break in, then wait some more in the dark to strike first one, then the other, while I imagined them finding him and killing him.

Fun times.

Not.

I stifled a shudder while he slung an arm over the back seat, his hand hooking on the headrest behind me. “I’m not going anywhere for another hour or so. I want to make damn sure they’re asleep.”

“So we have time to kill.” Instantly my thoughts went to earlier, when I’d promised him I’d return the favor if he would just eat me out and make me come. The memory of all but yelling this at him made my cheeks burn until my face felt scalded, but at the same time I couldn’t deny the obvious.

I owed the man.

Lush heat bloomed in my blood, flushing my skin until I half-believed he could see me glowing in the dark.

A needy ache began to throb between my legs, and it was all I could do not to squirm in my seat as the wetness dampened my panties.

I knew what I wanted to do, but I still wasn’t all that confident in my moves.

Sure, he might be cool with, “Hey, let me give you a blowjob,” but that was hardly romantic.

I wanted it to be special. Unforgettable. A fantasy come true.

Just plopping my head in his lap was hardly that.

Maybe if I made it sound like an opinion poll on what he might like to do to pass the time...

“You’ve gone quiet.” The hand at my headrest moved to thread through my hair. “Talk to me. If you’re worried about tonight, or you’re pissed off at me for not letting you come with—”

“I don’t know how to seduce you,” I blurted and immediately felt like an idiot when his hand paused in its caressing path.

“Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is? Most people figure out how to do this sort of thing in high school or college. But me? Nope. I had to be the perfect little girl, because my parents threatened me with horrific death if I ever brought any scandal their way. So now here I am a grown-ass adult, and I’m totally deficient when it comes to coyly dropping hints that I’ve got blowjobs and car sex on my mind.

You know what I came up with? An opinion poll.

Check box one for a blowjob. Check box two for car sex. I. Am. Ridiculous.”

There was a moment of silence, where I died approximately a thousand mortified deaths. Then he burst out laughing, and I died a thousand more.

Perfect.

“I... I...” He struggled to catch his breath between fits of laughter. “Can I have a box three, which is both? Where do I sign up?”

“Okay, I’m walking back to the hotel.” Never mind that it was twelve miles away. I could totally walk twelve miles. “Have fun breaking in.”

“No, baby girl, you’re not going anywhere.” Still laughing, he pulled my hand away from the door, and then kept on pulling until I was right beside him, my thigh touching his. “Not when things are just getting interesting. What made you start thinking about blowjobs and car sex, anyway?”

I sent up a prayer of thanks for the darkness blanketing the backseat, because my face now felt like it was boiling. “To be honest, sex is something I pretty much think about all the time, now that you’ve shown me how spectacular it can be. And as for the blowjobs, I... I owe you.”

It was so dark I could barely see his brows shoot up. “You owe me?”

“From this morning.” Seriously, this couldn’t get any more awkward. So much for making the moment a sexy fantasy come true. “I said I’d pay you back if—”

“I don’t want anything from you if it’s coming from a place of obligation that you’re feeling.”

His cool tone only made my failure as a seductress all the worse.

“Echo, it’s not obligation that I’m feeling.

It’s total, unmitigated lust for a man who is so much of a man that you make me think these thoughts just by existing.

” The words tumbled out of my mouth in my haste to convince him not to pull away.

“I want so much to bowl you over with all the hot words and even hotter moves. But all I can think about is how you might feel in my mouth, or how you might sound while I give you the pleasure I’m fantasizing about.

I get tongue-tied because I want all the words to be perfect.

I don’t even know what those perfect words would be, so that’s why I went silent.

I was trying to figure out how to tell you that just thinking about you makes my panties wet, and that my mouth actually aches to feel your cock in there.

But I don’t know how to say any of that. ”

“You just did.” The deep timbre of his voice didn’t sound anywhere near as cool as it did a minute ago, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

His hand caught mine and gave it a squeeze before putting it right over his crotch, causing me to gasp.

“And the one thing you’ll never have to worry about is trying to seduce me, baby girl.

From the moment I laid eyes on you, I’ve been helplessly, utterly seduced. ”

The temperature in the car skyrocketed. Or maybe that was just me as the hardness bulging under my palm made sweet tension curl deep in my belly.

The intimate flesh between my thighs throbbed almost painfully with need.

A thrill went through me as instinct took over, and I squeezed the bulge with greedy fingers.