Page 36 of Hale Yes (Highway to Hale #1)

Her fingers tighten around me. “I guess you’ll do.”

With a playful snarl, I grab her by the waist and pull her to her feet before turning her body to face the table. I quickly grab my wallet from my back pocket and locate a condom.

“Bend over and let me see that ass,” I grunt as I tear open the package and sheath myself.

She does, looking like a wet dream, bent over and presenting her round bottom to me.

My hands are drawn to those pale globes, and I separate her to give me a view of the pussy I devoured a few minutes ago.

It’s swollen and flushed dark pink, and I can’t wait to sink into her.

Taking a step closer, I drag the head of my erection through her wet slit a few times, coating myself with her arousal, and we both moan.

“I’d like to amend my previous statement,” I say, and Nicolette looks over her shoulder at me. “I don’t always like it quiet in the lab. Sometimes I like it loud. Very loud.”

With one hard thrust, I’m halfway inside, and she gives me exactly what I need to hear. My name shooting from her lips in a resounding cry.

“Helix!”

“Fuck,” I spit out. “You’re so goddamn tight, baby.” Her pussy ripples around me, the inner walls like warm velvet surrounding my dick.

An overwhelming need to take her all the way overwhelms my body, but I rein it in, rolling my hips to stretch her out. I don’t want to push her past her limits. Not this time anyway.

Dammit to hell. There I go again, acting like this isn’t just a one-time fuck.

Nicolette’s fingers curl against the resin top of the lab table, and I work her slowly until I see them relax.

Licking my fingertips, I slide my hand beneath her and use two fingers to massage her clit.

That does the trick. She opens up for me like a blossoming rose, and I sink deeper.

Then I draw back and enter her again, looking down to see I’m almost all the way in this time.

“That’s it, baby,” I coo, rubbing her ass cheek with my free hand. “You’re taking me so well.”

“More. I want more,” she pants, her cheek pressed against the black surface, mouth agape.

Holding her ass with both hands, I pull back to the tip and then give her what she asked for, slamming the front of my hips against her ass. Nicolette’s scream echoes around the laboratory, and I could come from that sound alone.

She pushes back against me, and I grip her tighter, holding her in place as I begin fucking her with a fast, steady rhythm. The sounds of our flesh slapping together meld with our groans of pleasure, and I feel my balls tighten against my groin.

I can’t even describe how good she feels around me. I always enjoy sex, sometimes more than others, but this? It’s pure euphoria.

One of my hands snakes up Nicolette’s spine and tangles in the hair at the back of her head. Holding her down, I use my entire body to fuck her with one powerful thrust after another. This is what I love, what I crave. The complete control over a woman’s body.

Though my own control seems to be slipping, like a wild animal has taken over my body, intent only on one thing. I look down where I’m entering her, and the sight is mind-blowing. Her pussy is stretched to its limit around my thick intrusion.

“You have the hottest cunt I’ve ever felt, baby,” I growl, my fist tightening in her hair. “You’re taking every bit of my cock up this tight little hole.”

Her inner walls flutter around me, and I know she’s close. Hell, I’ve been right there since the second I got inside her.

“You feel so good,” she says on a moan. “So damn big.”

The sight of my fingers digging into the flesh of her ass pushes me closer, and I need her to fucking come. Now.

Sensing what she needs, I release her hair and slide my hand around to the front to cup her neck.

When I feel her vocal cords hum against my palm, I pulse out little squeezes around her neck to the same rhythm as my relentless fucking.

She seems to like it, shoving back against me and panting out little “oh” sounds.

The effort of holding back my impending orgasm has taken over my entire body. My hair prickles and my toes curl inside my Brionis. I barely recognize my own voice.

“Nicolette, I need to feel you coming. I’m not going to stop until you’re milking my cock with your pleasure.”

“Fuck,” she curses, and I feel it then. Nicolette is so tight around me, I can barely move.

Bending forward, I cover her back and pin her to the table, rutting like a beast.

“You’re fucking beautiful, baby. Let me hear you come,” I say against her ear.

A second later, my name is all I hear. Nicolette is loud, my name ripping from her throat over and over. The cleaning crew doesn’t come in until midnight, so we should be safe from getting caught.

My own roar follows as my release shoots from me, surrounded by her warmth. And all I can think is…

Once is not going to be enough.

Picking up my shirt and two loose buttons from the floor, I lift my eyebrows sternly at Nicolette. She giggles.

“Sorry, I got impatient.”

I walk toward her as she buttons her own blouse and use my destroyed shirt around her back to pull her toward me. Her hands immediately stop their task and rest on my bare chest.

“Don’t apologize. It was hot to see you lose control like that.”

“But how are you going to get out of the building now?”

My lips steal a quick kiss from her. “Don’t worry. I always keep a spare shirt in my office.” Then I think of something. “Shit, there are cameras in the hallway.”

“I can go get it for you,” she replies, and I snicker, dragging my fingers through the mess of her hair.

“You don’t look any less fucked than I do, queenie. But at least you're dressed.”

Nicolette’s lips twist to the side, and she hums thoughtfully. “I can turn the cameras off for a few minutes. I’ll grab your shirt from your office, and then I can go to the bathroom and fix my hair.”

I shake my head. “No, the cameras are only accessible from the security office in the other building.”

She pinches my cheek. “Oh, ye of little faith.” Then she pulls from my arms and strides to her laptop on the long desk along one wall. I follow behind her, curious.

“What are you doing?”

Her fingers fly across the keyboard so quickly I can’t even tell what she’s typing. “Putting the camera feeds on a loop for a few minutes.” She stalls and looks up at me with wide eyes. “As long as I have your permission to do it.”

I’m not sure what to say here. We’re not doing anything wrong, simply saving ourselves from a potentially embarrassing situation. So I reply, “Fine. You have my permission.”

“Okey dokey,” she says airily, going back to work.

I shake my head even though she’s not looking at me. “But there’s no way you’re going to be able to get access to the cameras. We have the highest level of sec—” I cut myself off when a view loads of the main corridor on this floor. “What the hell? How did you?—”

Nicolette shrugs, looking sheepishly up at me. “I’m really good with computers.”

My eyes dart between her and the screen, and I wonder if I look as astonished as I feel. “How do you know it’s on a loop and not live?”

She stands and walks toward the door. “Just watch the screen.” Then she exits into the hallway. There’s no sign of her on any of the cameras. She fucking did it.

A minute later, she returns with a crisp pale-blue shirt on a hanger. The one I had on earlier was white, but I don’t think anyone will notice. If so, I’ll just tell them I spilled something and had to change.

“I have to say, I’m impressed with your hacking abilities,” I say, amusement ringing in my tone.

“Hacking is such an ugly word. I prefer unsanctioned access . And I swear I don’t break into the Pentagon’s system or anything,” she assures me as she scoops bobby pins into her palm. “Plus, the laptop is hooked to the Hale server, so it’s a bit easier to do from the inside.”

I hold up one hand. “Wait, you can break into the Pentagon’s computers?”

Her cute nose wrinkles. “Of course not. It would take me days to get through all those layers.”

“So theoretically, you could.”

“Anything is possible when you put theoretically in front of it,” she shoots back. “I would never do that though. And I wouldn’t have messed with the cameras here if you hadn’t said it was okay.” Her gaze meets mine, and her green irises darken with worry.

“I know you wouldn’t,” I assure her, sliding my arms into my fresh shirt.

“The way this system is set up, the raw footage is still there if someone digs deep enough, but I figure no one has any reason to go digging.” Her teeth chafe against her bottom lip. “And if they do, I guess they’ll suspect what we did.”

Twenty minutes later, we’re in the parking garage, both of us fully dressed and Nicolette’s hair in a haphazard bun. I like her looking a little messy. Her assigned spot is directly beside mine, and we pause near the back of her vehicle.

“I’ll see you tomorrow. Thanks for, um, staying late to… work with me,” she says, a slight rosy tint blooming on her cheeks.

I stuff my hands into my pockets to keep from touching her, from pulling her against me and kissing her until she’s breathless.

“My pleasure,” I return, unable to hide the smirk on my lips.

A minute later, I shake my head as I climb into my SUV. I can’t believe Nicolette was able to get into our system so easily. Maybe I should tell security there’s a weakness?

Then again, I doubt anyone else would be able to tap in like that. Not many people have the mind of a genius. If it were anyone else, I’d be worried, but not with her.

Nicolette Bell doesn’t have a nefarious bone in her body.