"I feel how real it is for me."

"If it's real, why do you share who you really are with her and not me?"

"I think you know why."

I push my hands against his, and he pushes back, pressing my hands to the mattress.

"If it's real, you'll trust me," I say.

"You're in my home right now. I was about to sleep with you in here before you took off last week. My office is in this apartment, for fuck's sake. I feel stripped bare." His voice breaks with raw emotion. "What more do you want?"

"Give me something," I whisper, pushing my hips against his again.

My body is on fire for him. His words are hotter than anything physical, and I want more.

"I'm not the bad guy everyone thinks I am," he says in a low tone. He arches a brow, and a corner of his lips turns up. "Well, not as bad as everyone thinks."

"What do you mean?"

He shakes his head. "I just told you my deepest secret. The details aren't important. Just like the details of your work aren't important. I know enough. And you know enough about me, too. My reputation is my shroud, and without it, I've got nothing."

I catch a hint of soft vulnerability in his expression, but within a couple seconds, his control returns. He releases my hands and pushes himself up from the bed, standing beside it and looking down at me.

"Take off your pants and shirt," he says, his tone crisp.

I almost tell him to fuck off and ask nicely if he wants to see the goods. The words are an instinctive answer that any other man would get. But I stop them in my throat because I actually want to obey this command from Nix. I left him powerless and concerned for my safety for a week, and if this is how he wants to take back control, I'm all for it.

He walks over to a leather chair in a corner of the room and stands in front of it, just looking at me. I look back, admiring his dark silhouette. Only the glow of the New York City lights from outside illuminates him.

When I get off the bed and stand before him, my pussy clenches with desire from the hunger swirling in his eyes. I take off my shirt, letting it drop to the floor beside me.

He follows suit, pulling his T-shirt over his head and tossing it aside. My gaze is drawn to his erection, which is straining against his jeans.

A slight smile dances on his lips as he puts his hand on his cock and rubs it through his jeans. He sits down then, his legs spread, arms resting on the chair's arms, and his eyes on me.

My nipples harden as I kick off my shoes, slide my pants down, and step out of them. I've never wanted to be fucked so much in my life.

Nix reaches over to a table beside the chair and switches on a lamp, giving me a better view of his defined chest and the dark trail of hair running down into his jeans.

"Over my lap," he says.

I can't get there fast enough. My pulse is racing as I lie over his thighs, exposing my bare ass to him.

I'm wearing a thong, and he runs a finger over the lacy fabric lining the crack of my ass. His low hum of arousal makes my pussy clench again.

When he rubs his palm over my ass, I sigh softly, the pleasure of his touch immediate and intense.

"You like that?" he asks in a low tone. "A nice, soft touch?"

I moan and murmur that I do, and as soon as the words are out of my mouth, he wraps a hand around my hair and pulls back. I gasp with surprise. The tingling sensation in my scalp should hurt, but it feels incredible.

"You like this, too, don't you? Bad girls like you enjoy their punishments."

He tugs on the waistband of my thong then, and the fabric sinks into my wet pussy and bare ass.

"Oh, God." I moan and silently wish for more.

Nix doesn't give me more, though. Instead, he slides the waistband of my thong down my ass to my thighs. He pulls it all the way off, moving agonizingly slowly. Then he smooths his hand over my ass, still tugging my hair.

My skin tingles with the awareness of what's to come. I never got the turn-on of spanking before, but I do now.

He smooths his hand down my ass, one finger gliding into my slick pussy. I thrust my hips back and forth, my lips parted in silent pleasure. He adds another finger, and I moan with satisfaction. Every deliciously slow, deliberate movement makes me hungry for the next.

When he takes his fingers out, slides them into my mouth and commands me to suck, I go to town on them like a porn star sucking a dick. My body is aching to give in to him.

"Good," he says in a low tone, taking his finger from my mouth and moving it to...

Oh.

Fuck.

He's tracing the rim of the one hole no man has ever touched. I've told every other man who asked that there was no fucking way they were getting in there, but I tell Nix...

"Yes. Holy shit."

With an approving hum, he slides his wet finger inside me and I moan. My body clenches unconsciously with resistance, but he goes slowly and I relax after a few seconds.

I'm really getting into it when I feel a hard smack on my ass. I jolt with surprise, my skin stinging. The next slap actually feels good. I can't believe how much I like this.

Between his finger and his hard smacks on my ass, I'm lost in a haze of bliss. I'm moaning and begging for more.

I've never begged for anything. But Nix is unlike any man I've ever been with.

When I writhe on his lap, desperate to grind my throbbing pussy against his leg, his chair, anything, he holds me in place, prolonging the sweet agony.

"You'll come when I want you to," he says. "Understand?"

"Yes." My response comes out as a whimper, and I barely even recognize it as my own voice.

My ass cheeks are warm when Nix slides the hand he's been spanking me with down between my thighs. As soon as his fingertips circle over my slick clit, I come. His other finger is still in my ass, and it brings me to an orgasm unlike any I've ever had. It's so hard I have tears in my eyes when I finally go slack in Nix's lap.

I move one foot to the floor, and without a word, he helps me up and then stands up himself. The prominent outline of his erection awakens my hunger for him once again. I give him a seductive smile, and he grabs me around the waist, his expression feral as he carries me to his king-sized bed and tosses me onto it.

I land on my back, breathless as I watch him unfasten his jeans and drop them to the ground along with his boxer briefs. I only get a second to admire his long, thick cock before he's climbing between my legs.

"Good girl," he murmurs. "Spread those legs wide for me."

He enters me with a deep thrust, and I gasp hard from the feel of him completely buried inside me. Nix groans deeply, pulls back and gives it to me just as roughly the second time.

I'm getting the hottest, hardest fuck of my life when he surprises me by lowering his lips to mine and kissing me tenderly. I put my hands on his cheeks and hold his face close to mine. I don't just want to feel him-I want to taste him and hear every sound of satisfaction he makes.

He hooks a hand behind one of my knees and pushes my leg back, giving him deeper access. I don't know if it's the sex itself or his grunts and groans of pleasure, but I start coming again. Maybe it's everything. I've never had such completely uninhibited sex before.

As soon as he's milked every ounce of pleasure out of me, he flips me over and fucks me from behind. With every thrust, I feel his harsh frustration and his reverence for me at the same time. He's both pissed at me and relieved I'm okay.

Flipping me onto my back once more, he slides into me again, my ankles on his shoulders as he pounds into me. His thumb circles my clit as he gently sinks his teeth into my calf, the sensations making me come yet again.

Nix is close behind me, burying himself balls deep and groaning long and loud as he comes inside me.

He rolls to his back and throws his forearm across his forehead, breathing hard.

"You may fucking kill me, Kennedy," he says.

"Well, you'll die happy if I do."

He lets out a couple rich notes of laughter. "Very fucking happy."

"Me too." I snuggle against his side, and he kisses my forehead. "I should take off for a week more often."

"I wouldn't recommend it."

"Kidding." I wrap my top leg around both of his. "Hey, can we make a deal?"

"Only if it involves your ass."

I lean up on an elbow and arch my brows at him. "I'm serious. I'll stay in touch with you when I'm working if you promise me you won't ping my phone or trace me with it in any way."

He lowers his brows as he considers, and I'm positive he tried to track me when I was in Dubai.

"Okay," he says finally.

"Okay. Good."

"And we need to make another deal, too." His dark eyes are fixed intently on me.

I trace my fingertips over the lines of muscle on his chest. "What's that?"

"If you're in trouble and you need my help, you'll come to me. You'll trust me."

I nod slowly. "I do. And I will."

He kisses me softly. "Stay the night."

"I will. I need a shower, though."

"I'll join you."

I smile, feeling more content than I have in a long time. It would have been easier to fall for another Greenlight agent. Someone I already had inherent trust with. But opening myself up to Nix and feeling secure in his feelings for me is so much better.

He's got a lot to lose by being with me, but here we are. He wants me anyway. It feels good to be wanted just as I am. I'm not a dirty secret or a means to an end for him.

I'm risking a lot by putting myself on the line this way, but I have no choice. I fell, and he caught me. I just hope what we have will be worth holding on to for him when the shit hits the fan...because that will happen.

18.

Phoenix

When Kennedy finally slinks out of bed and gets dressed, she leans over and kisses me. "I have to run. I'll call you later." Her eyes search mine, waiting for my approval.

I pull her down on top of me, needing and wanting more of her mouth before she leaves. Tangling my fingers in her hair, I plunge my tongue between her sweet lips and take without remorse. Her tiny hands press into my chest, her fingernails causing a ripple through my system with their delicious bite.

"Nix," she moans and starts to push away. "I'm late," she whispers against my lips.

My grip tightens in her hair, pulling her face back enough so I can see it in its entirety. "It's only nine, Ken. Stay a while." My gaze drifts to her cleavage that's spilling out of her V-neck sweater as she presses against my chest.

"I can't."

Releasing her, I groan my dissatisfaction. "Who the hell does business at this hour?"

She rights herself, adjusting her fabulous tits, but the damage is done. "Most of the world is working right now," she says, running her hands over her hair and smoothing out the mess I made when her eyes zero in on my morning wood.

I pull myself into a seated position, resting my back against the headboard, and let the sheet fall away. "The world doesn't know the pleasure they're missing out on."

"Although I'd love nothing more than to stay here and suck your cock..." She pauses, licking her lips in a teasing fashion, knowing full well what she's doing to me. "I haven't been home in a week, and I need to get some shit done."

I wrap a hand around my stiff cock, slowly stroking myself as I gaze at her. "You're going to miss out on one helluva fuck, Ken."

Her eyes darken, and her tongue sweeps across her top lip. "Nix," she whispers huskily. "You don't play fair."

A smile slides across my face as I pump harder, squeezing my cock and moaning. "You can be twenty minutes late. Can't you?"

She's mindlessly stroking her cleavage with her eyes fixed on my dick. "I can do twenty." Her voice is soft but filled with want.

She sheds her clothes, folds them in a pile, and places them next to the bed before straddling me. Wrapping my arm around her back, I pull her breasts to my face and take her already puckered nipple between my lips, running my tongue along the tip slowly. My hand dips between us and grazes her clit as I slide two fingers through her wetness. "Always so willing and wet," I murmur against her skin. When I push them inside her, she moans her appreciation as my palm rubs against her sensitive nub and creates the right amount of friction to have her rocking against me.

"Fuck me, Nix," she says, her pussy clenching tightly around my fingers. "I ache to have you inside me again."