Page 11 of Rescued By the Operative

I wait for him to consider this as my thumb strokes over the tip, smearing precum.

He pulls back, shivering at my touch. “There’s an abandoned mine shaft at the ranch. Once we discovered it, we turned one of the side tunnels into an underground evacuation route. It goes all over the compound,” he says. “The Wylie Gang is gonna get everybody out of here in one big final push, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”

I suck in a breath as his warm hand shoves down my panties and finds my pussy.

He slips one finger in.

“They’re gonna kill every single one of you,” I say.

He pushes in deeper with a low growl. “Not if you help me do it tonight.”

“You’re ridiculous,” I say, barely getting the words out because he’s now added a second finger and has started using this thumb on my clit.

His cock jerks in my hand, and I stroke it.

He feels so damn good.

“Am I?”

“Why—oh god—why would I help you?”

“Because you’re not about to let me tip off your leadership that their group has been infiltrated by a spy.”

I laugh, “I’m not a spy, but nice try.”

“Now you tell me something about yourself,” he says.

“I’m a Pisces.”

He laughs, and the rumble vibrates through my whole body.

“You can’t do a major evacuation through this tunnel. It’s not safe,” I say.

“Then help me figure out how to do it,” he insists, stroking me to the point of screaming.

“Is that good, sweetheart? Are you gonna come for me?”

“Yes.”

He suddenly stops toying with my clit and stops the stroking of his fingers. I feel a wicked tongue slick up the side of my throat.

“You want me to make you come?”

“Yes!”

“First, you need to tell me how to get to the single women’s dormitory from here.”

“I can’t tell you that.”

“Okay. Guess I’m just gonna randomly dig all over the place and cause a cave-in.”

“Idiot.”

“You really don’t want me to finish you off, do you?”

“Come on…”

“Tell me.”