EXPLOITING AJ

by Tl Reeve

  He has?

  Scotty nodded. He received a tip. Came here. We came too. To help. I was taken. He drew in a deep breath and let it out slow. The next part would either make them or break them. I’m working undercover to find you. If she didn’t believe him, the minute AJ, Thomas, Murray, and Jaqueline came through the doors, they’d be killed, right along with Scotty. He had no doubts about it.

  You’re here to save me? She tilted her head. My brother, too?

  Scotty bobbed his fist. Yes.

  When? She pressed

  Tonight, at the auction. Your brother will bid on you.

  Why are you telling me now?

  Because you need to know. Because if you react to seeing your brother it will blow the whole mission. We have to play it cool.

  She folded her hands together so tight, her knuckles turned white. Scotty placed his hand over hers and tried to give her a reassuring grin. Hannah had been through hell in the last ten years. Laying this on her lap wasn’t fair, but it was necessary. Tears gathered in her eyes and Scotty shook his head. No one could know what they talked about or how it affected her. She had to leave the room exactly how she entered, oblivious to the whole situation.

  I know you want to cry. I know the pain you feel. But, not yet. Not now. Not here. Be strong, not submissive. Hold tight to this. Don’t say anything. He wiped away the few tears that escaped and pressed his forehead to hers. Be strong.

  Hannah straightened her shoulders and lifted her chin. Be strong.

  Good girl. Be careful with Oscar. I don’t trust him.

  I will. She turned then and headed for the door. A second after she knocked, Oscar opened it for her. Oscar stared a hole in Scotty, but he didn’t look away. He wouldn’t. Not now. Not ever. He was finished playing the submissive. It was time to show all of them just how submissive he wasn’t.

  When the door closed behind Hannah, he opened the box and pulled out the suit. A smirk tugged at his lips. It would be a little snug in the chest, ass, and groin area, but he figured that was done on purpose to showcase his body. On the bedding also lay a golden collar with a buckle closure. He hated the thin strip of leather, but also didn’t fear it. Because of Thomas, he could wear it for a few hours at least. After all, Scotty had to stay in character.

  However, when the shit hit the fan, the collar was coming off and then, he’d seek his revenge.

  AJ stood in the room she shared with Thomas and stared at her reflection in the tall mirror. The dress hugged all of her curves to perfection, and she hated it. The red dress accentuated her features and transformed her into someone AJ didn’t know. Jaqueline or Murray would call it, looking like an adult. She, on the other hand, wasn’t ready. Which was stupid. She’d been forced into adulthood the minute her parents died. She’d been shoved into it again when Samael molested her, and once more when she’d been arrested with Scotty after they tried to hack the NSA.

  She wanted her childhood back. She wanted it all to be simple again. To be filled with wonder and to be oblivious to the dangers of the world. Who am I kidding? Going backwards wouldn’t fix a damn thing and she knew it. So, she had to keep moving forward, even if it made her uncomfortable and feel inadequate.

  Like the dress she wore.

  Her boobs didn’t fit it properly. If she bent forward, they’d slip free, then she’d be boobie waving at everyone inside the club. She frowned. No, she couldn’t wear this. She had to find something else.

  “You look amazing,” Thomas said, standing at the door of their room.

  “My boobs are too small.”

  “They fit in my palms perfectly,” he murmured, closing the door behind him. “May I help you?”

  She frowned as she continued to stare at his reflection. “I suppose you can.”

  Thomas stopped behind her and tsked. “Here’s the problem.” He slipped his hand into her dress and palmed her breast. “You don’t have them in the proper place.”

  She bit her lip to keep from whimpering. “Oh.”

  Thomas groaned. “You are a temptation.” He squeezed the supple flesh and teased her nipple until it was hard and achy.

  “Thomas, we don’t have time.” They had a half hour before they were supposed to leave, and she still needed to do her hair and makeup while Thomas needed to put his suit on.

  “There’s always time for a quickie, Amelia. It’s part of the spontaneity of being in a relationship.”

  She glanced up at him. After the way she saw him that morning, she doubted he wanted anything to do with her, let alone have sex with her again. As they prepped for the coming mission, it gave her time to think about everything. Arousal didn’t make a relationship. Each time they’d had some kind of sexual relations the passion grew to a fevered pitched, but everything that came afterward was a bucket of cold water.

  He pinched her nipple. “Stay with me, Amelia.”

  She closed her eyes and whimpered. “I don’t think—”

  “Don’t think. I’ll think for the both of us,” he whispered before drawing the lobe of her ear into his mouth. “It’s a quickie, Amelia. To relieve the stress. To get both of us loosened up. We walk into that club cinched up and someone will be able to figure it out.”

  Her eyes fluttered closed when he began tugging on her other nipple. “I’m not a sex doll. I’m not here to be a cum receptacle.”

  Thomas chuckled. The rough sound sent tingles of pleasure through her body. “No, you’re not.” He pressed his cheek to hers, forcing her to stare at him. “But, then again, I’ve only come inside you once, haven’t I?”

  “Yes.” She closed her eyes again.

  “Ah-ah-ah,” Thomas chided. “Open those sexy doe eyes. You’re going to watch us this time, baby girl. You’re going to feel me throb deep inside you. You’re going to say thank you when I fill you up.”

  She gasped.

  Thomas removed his hands from her dress then tugged it upward, exposing her waxed pussy. Even with the sun setting, the low light of the room captured the slickness of her excitement. She should have been offended by Thomas’ vulgar terms, yet, since the night in the hotel room, she’d seen him in a different light.

  “Do you remember your safe word?”

  She swallowed hard. “Langley.”

  “Good, girl.” He placed her hands on the points of the mirror, bending her forward. “Don’t move.”

  “Where are you—”

  “You’ll see.” He walked into their bathroom and when he returned, he carried the mirror that’d been on the counter between the two sinks. “I believe you’re going to enjoy this.”

  “Uh...”

  Thomas positioned the mirror between her legs, angling it for her to see how wet she’d become. The sight turned her on. “Now, where were we?” He stepped up behind her and unzipped his pants. The hard length of his cock rubbed at her slit and her knees went weak. “So sensitive. So fucking wet and responsive. Told you, you’d like it.”

  Her breath hitched. She couldn’t take her eyes off of the smaller mirror on the floor as Thomas shoved his dick inside her an inch at a time. “Thomas...”

  He smacked her ass. “Naughty, baby girl. Who am I?”

  “D-Daddy,” she moaned.

  “Yes, I am.” His fingertips dug into her skin. “Watch us.”

  He didn’t have to tell her twice. She couldn’t look away. The way their bodies fit together. The soft noises he made each time he thrust. She was drowning on the sensory overload. She trembled from head to toe as she tightened her grip on the mirror, afraid she’d fall because of the blinding pleasure.

  “You’ve been worried,” he murmured against the shell of her ear.

  “Uh...” She licked her bottom lip.

  “You don’t have to answer.” He groaned. “I saw it this morning. When you woke.”

  Confused was a better term for how she’d felt. Thomas was a hot and cold person. He didn’t have a warm setting. Seeing him at the window, it made everything real—or realer than the night befor
e. She turned off her mind and concentrated on them. “I—”

  “You want to know why I pulled out?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered.

  “I want you to crave it.” He pressed a kiss to the space in front of her ear. “Your pussy is so tight right now. Look at how you’re getting my dick all wet.”

  “Is—is this a punishment for what happened with Scotty?” For her using her safe word, is what she meant to say, but couldn’t get the words past her lips.

  Thomas stilled. “Hell, no.” He pulled almost all the way out then in one thrust filled her again. “We already talked about it. I pushed you too hard. We went too far. I hurt you. I never want to see that type of fear on your face again.”

  “I wasn’t afraid,” she said. “I let the memories creep in.”

  “And you had a panic attack while Scotty was coming inside you. Kind of hard not to remember the smaller details.”

  “Should we stop then?” She glanced over her shoulder at Thomas. “Should we be doing this now?”

  The corner of his mouth kicked upward. “We’re already doing it, Amelia.”

  She huffed out a laugh and he groaned. “I can never peg you.”

  The sexy as sin sound he let loose with, caused her belly to tingle with satisfaction. “Don’t say peg or pegging while I’m fucking you.”

  “W-why?”

  “One day, I’ll explain it. For now, I want to fuck my sexy baby girl.” His thrusts increased in their intensity. “Fuck yeah. You’re so fucking warm and juicy. Tell me you want me to stay inside you, baby girl. Tell me you want Daddy’s cum.”

  “I do, Daddy. I want it.”

  “Such a good girl,” he murmured. “Don’t take your eyes off of the mirror.”

  Anticipation coiled around the arousal burning a trail through her veins. Her breath came in soft pants while her heart pounded. The erotic visage of them connected, his dick gliding deep within her excited her to the point she ached for him to allow her to climax. Yet, he didn’t. Instead, he kicked her feet farther apart, opening her up more. She gasped and shuddered as he slipped deeper inside her.

  He wrapped an arm around her and lowered his hand to her sex. When his middle finger touched her hard clit, she cried out and went to her tip-toes. It was too good. The exquisite pain mixed with pleasure. Everything was centered on where they were joined together. AJ’s eyes slipped closed and Thomas smacked her clit. Her eyes slammed open, and she let loose with a cry of pleasure.

  “Please, Daddy,” she whined.

  “Please what?” He circled her clit and pressed down. “What do you need, baby girl?”

  “T-to come,” she moaned. “Please.”

  “If you climax, so will I. I won’t pull out, Amelia. You ready to try this again?”

  She nodded.

  “I need your words, baby girl.”

  “Yes. Please.” She caught his gaze in the mirror. “Please, Daddy, give me your cum.”

  “Fuck, baby girl.” He manipulated her clit while picking up the pace. “Watch us.”

  She did, too. She wouldn’t look away. He pressed down on her clit and began to milk the little nub. Her breath left her on a whoosh as her orgasm slammed into her and she shook. But it was when Thomas groaned, pulled out, and the first two drops of his release hit the mirror that she flew. He filled her again, rocking his hips against hers as he pulsed within her. Because of the lighting in the room, she could see him twitch. The space right behind his balls throbbed while he buried his face in her neck and cried out.

  It was all so much to take. She didn’t even realize she’d been primed for a second orgasm until she was sobbing through the smaller release. Thomas’ arm cinched around her, holding her upright as they came down together. Holy shit. She couldn’t speak or think for that matter. She sank into his embrace, absorbing the moment they were sharing. A new sense of peace filled her. The out of control mania of losing a piece of herself all those years ago settled. Sex wasn’t a cure all and she would still have moments; she wasn’t stupid enough to think Thomas had fixed her, however, she enjoyed the minute of quiet.

  Thomas held her in place when he pulled out. She missed his warmth instantly and wished they could stay like they were. “So fucking pretty.” He ran his thumb along her slit. “I think I enjoy seeing my cum inside you more than I anticipated.” He smeared their combined release on her rear before gathering more and pressing his thumb into her ass. “The next time my cum is in your ass, while Scotty is fucking your pussy.”

  Surprise filled her.

  “Baby girl, you’re killing me here. Did you honestly still think I’d be letting you go once the mission was over?”

  Well, yeah, she had. It was all a game until they could rescue Hannah and Christian. Scotty ending up in the arms of the enemy had been a fuck-up of epic proportions. “I mean, I guess I might have. Sure.”

  “Shit, Amelia.” He gathered her into his arms and carried her over to the bed. “Last night—fuck, that night at the club and in the hotel, I knew I couldn’t give you or Scotty up. I was worried you’d reject me.”

  She buried her face in shirt and inhaled his crisp scent. “I thought I was too young for you. I thought...I couldn’t choose. I—It’s what Murray and I were talking about.”

  He kissed the crown of her head. “You have a way of bringing me to my knees. You don’t have to choose.”

  “What about Scotty?” She lifted her face to look at him.

  “I think Scotty would say the same.” He glanced at the clock. “However, this will have to be continued after we retrieve Scotty, Hannah, and Christian.”

  “Okay.” She pressed a kiss to his chin then nipped at him.

  He groaned. “Insatiable. I fucking love it.” He stood her up and she wobbled for a second. “You good?”

  “I’ve been fucked properly. I think I’m better than good.”

  Thomas laughed. “Damn straight you were.” He pressed a chaste kiss to her lips. “Finish getting ready.” He went to closet and grabbed his garment bag. “Wear panties tonight. Also, pack a pair of your jeans and a shirt.”

  Again, shock filled her. “Why?”

  “If shit hits the fan, I want to know you can get changed and be ready to kick ass.” He pulled off his shirt, exposing the expanse of his chest. “Plus, I don’t want anyone but Scotty or I seeing our pussy.”

  She ran her tongue over her bottom lip. “Fine, then you better wear some underwear, too. I don’t want anyone accidentally seeing my cock.”

  Thomas sucked air and let out a groan. “I could get used to you calling my dick yours.”

  “Well, it is, right?” She shrugged. “Anyone else touches it besides the three of us, I start cutting off hands.”

  “Possessive. Such a turn on.” He smirked and headed for the bathroom. “I’ll be out momentarily.”

  “I’ll be ready when you are.”

  When they stepped into the library, the team was already there. Noah nodded in their direction while Murray smirked at her. Like Thomas, Murray wore a suit, and like her, he wore a thin black collar around his neck. When Thomas put hers on, a calmness settled over her. Besides the turmoil of not knowing what would happen between her and Thomas when the mission was over, she also worried about Scotty and what might happen when they arrived at the club. A number of things could go wrong and she hated the idea of her best friend getting hurt or anyone for that matter.

  “Good, you’re here,” Noah said, hooking his thumb over his shoulder. “We had a straggler.”

  “Duncan?” AJ couldn’t believe the man traveled to Mexico. “When did you get here?”

  Duncan glanced at his watch. “About thirty minutes ago.” He glanced at Thomas. “I figured since this was our case, I couldn’t allow you to take all the credit.”

  Thomas laughed. “Of course not.” He tucked AJ into his side. “We ready to do this?”

  Noah nodded. “You know how this will work. Luca has a car out front for you. You’ll take the invitation
with you. Drive to the museum and follow the directions inside the envelope. Once you park, you’ll be sent through the security checks. We’ll be with you every step of the way. While Duncan is at mobile command and control, I will be up on the roof of the adjacent building, because no way in fuck you’re all having fun and I can’t pick off a few fuckers if things go south.”

  Murray laughed. “You can’t just be a leader, can you?”

  “Nope,” Noah answered. “I have always been R.O.O.T.’s eye in the sky, tonight will be no different.”

  “The Federales will be at the exits by the time the auction starts,” Luca said. “When the bidding on Scotty, Hannah, and Christian begins, the countdown to get out will start. However, you are required to try out your merchandise. My advice, use the time to explain quietly what’s about to happen. Then get the fuck out of there. Follow the tunnels back to the museum. When the Federales breach with Duncan and Noah, you should be long gone.”

  “If anything goes sideways, use the front door. Get the fuck out the quickest way possible, I’ll be watching your six,” Noah said. “We want this to go down as smooth as possible and if we do this right, Luca’s cover won’t be blown.”

  Luca handed a key fob to Thomas. “It’s a Lotus. Enjoy it.”

  Thomas turned the fob over in his hand. “We will.”

  “Then let’s get on the road.” Noah grabbed his pack and headed out of the library.

  “When we’re inside,” Thomas stated, lifting her chin, so she stared at him. “Only speak in sign language.”

  “Will do,” she said.

  “Watch me and stay by my side.” His grip tightened and for the first time since they arrived, uneasiness swirled in his green eyes.

  “I will.” She gave him a small smile. “I’m not leaving your side.”

  They stepped out into the crisp night air and got into the vehicle left for them. The Lotus fit Thomas to a T. She laughed to herself. She could see him driving something like it. It added to the distinguished air surrounding him. The car started with a vibrated growl of power and a moan slipped from between her lips.