by B. L. Wilde
“I can imagine.” Just as I spoke, a rowdy group of females began to sing nearby.
“Jade, where the hell are you? Is that singing I hear?”
“I’m outside at a bar right now. My colleague and I decided to have a drink once we’d finished with our client.”
“Oh, okay. How about you call me when you get back to your hotel? I thought we could FaceTime.” I didn’t miss the suggestive tone in his voice. Mm, someone wanted to play tonight.
“Sure, that sounds good. I’ll talk to you in a bit.”
“I look forward to it,” Oliver cooed before we both hung up.
Drew was ready to take his target back to the hotel a few hours later. I’d already snatched the keycard from my target’s jacket when he’d gone up to buy my third drink. I didn’t even have to kiss him, which was why I loved these types of jobs—jobs when it was just about the steal and I didn’t have to give myself up as a way to complete the mission.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t like some company tonight, Mina?” my target slurred, running his hand down the side of my leg. What was it about men and always having to try and touch a girl when she wasn’t interested? Like being felt up by this idiot was going to make me want him? Stupid men.
“I just got out of a long-term relationship and I’m really not that kind of girl, but thank you for the drinks.” I smiled, grabbing my coat to follow Drew and his target outside. Mine was too drunk to ask any questions or even respond, or to work out that his keycard was missing. In the morning when he figured it out, it would be too late. He was so wasted he even let his friend leave with us—some friend he was.
“I’ll see you in the morning, Jelly Bean,” Drew winked, pulling his target into his room when we arrived back at the hotel. I had to giggle. I loved these easy missions with Drew; he was always a blast.
I messaged headquarters, letting them know that I had one keycard and that Drew would have the other by the morning. Minutes later, I received a message back with the name of the contact that was collecting the cards from our hotel early tomorrow morning.
Once I had the necessary information, I took a long soak in the bath before slipping into bed to call Oliver. Mm…this was going to be fun.
“You didn’t stay out long after I called you.” He smiled widely over the screen when I FaceTimed him. “Holy shit, Jade. Are you in bed already?”
“I thought you had plans for this call,” I giggled. “Oliver, some things never change. I’m still naked before you.” I watched his eye’s grow hungry on the screen.
“Show me, Jade,” he groaned. I lifted the covers, moving my phone so Oliver could see all of me. “Fuck, you are so sexy.”
“I’m not sure how good I’ll be at this,” I admitted, biting my lip while looking into the camera. Oh, poor, shy Jade.
“Jade, just seeing you naked is enough. You have no idea the effect you have on my body.”
“Maybe you should show me,” I suggested with a giggle.
“How much have you had to drink tonight?” he questioned with a frown.
“Just a few cocktails.”
“Oh, drunk Jade is back. I know how fun she is,” Oliver winked, licking his lips.
“I think it’s time you got naked, too, Oliver.”
“Is that an order?” he questioned with a glint in his eyes.
“It is if you want to see anymore.” Oh, I loved teasing him.
“Give me a few seconds.” I watched the screen go blank for a moment before I saw Oliver move over to his bed. Damn, he was such a fine sight. I wanted to be there with him more than anything. “Is that better?” he smirked, showing off his well-defined chest.
“I think you should go a little lower,” I whispered, biting my lip and stretching, trying to get a better glimpse of the screen.
“What have I turned you into?” he mused as his eyes darkened and became more hooded.
“You know alcohol makes me bolder.”
He chuckled, shaking his head at me. “Yes, I’ve noticed that. How did your evening go?”
“Boring,” I sighed. “I miss you.”
“I miss you too, Baby.” I loved it when he called me Baby. “As soon as I’m free, I’ll fly you over to me.” I nodded, watching his eyes start to glimmer with playfulness. “But right now, if you’re feeling bold, why don’t you pleasure yourself while I watch?” Oh, he doesn’t think I’ll do it! Ha.
“You don’t think I will?” I questioned. “I did last time.”
“You did, but I wasn’t watching you last time.”
“So…I run my hands down my body, imaging they’re yours. Is that right?” I asked with a soft groan, slowly caressing my breasts.
“Holy fuck, Jade!” Oliver almost dropped his phone as he watched me. After a moment, I angled my phone, placing it on the bedside table so he could see all of me. “You’re really…? Oh, fucking hell…you are! Fuck, Jade, I wish I was there with you right now.”
“You need to tell me what to do. What would you do to me right now if you were here?”
“Pull those hard nipples, Beautiful. Keep teasing yourself but imagine your fingers are mine. You know how much I love pleasuring you with my fingers.” I did as Oliver asked, moaning as I closed my eyes and became lost in the sensation. “Shit, Jade. The things I could do to you if I was there.”
“Like what?” I yearned, stroking over my clit. Shit, I was so wet already.
“You really want to know?”
“Ugh…yes,” I begged, needing to hear his voice to bring me to my climax. I was so close already and I hadn’t really done anything—how was that even possible?
“I’d be eating you out right now if I were there…shoving my tongue so far inside your pussy, you’d be seeing stars.”
“Yes,” I moaned, struggling with the pleasure burning inside me as I set a frantic pace with my fingers. Shit, Oliver said pussy. He was driving me to the edge with just his words.
“Holy shit, Jade, you look so fucking sexy. That’s it, Beautiful…let go for me. I need to see you cum.” I fell at that moment, drowning in his command. When I finally gazed up at the display on my phone, he was still watching me with hooded eyes. “Do you feel better?” he smirked.
“Yes, but I can’t wait until you’re here to take over.”
“Me, either, Beautiful. Me, either,” he sighed deeply. “I should probably let you sleep now, though. When are you flying back home?”
“Tomorrow morning,” I yawned, glancing over at the clock on the nightstand. It was almost one o’clock in the morning. Damn, where had the time gone? “Don’t I get to see you climax?” I pouted.
“Not tonight. I want to be inside you the next time I cum.”
“Oh!” I gasped. “Now you’re making me horny again.”
“Call me when you get back tomorrow. I’m going to try and wrap things up here as quickly as I can.”
“You mean I might get to see you soon?” I beamed.
“Yes,” he grinned. “Sweet dreams, Beautiful, and remember to take some painkillers for your headache in the morning.”
“I’m not that drunk, but goodnight,” I giggled.
“Goodnight.” He was chuckling as we disconnected our call, and it was only a matter of seconds before he had sent me a text message.
You are so fucking sexy! I’ll be dreaming of eating out your sweet pussy tonight. ;) Night xxx
I was tempted to play along with his little game, but I wasn’t sure how shy Jade would react to Oliver’s dirty mouth, so I settled for a simple reply.
I can’t wait. Make sure it’s very soon. ;) Night xxx
“Why the hell do you have a big goofy grin on your face this morning?” Drew asked as we ate breakfast in my bedroom. He had just gotten rid of his target, minus her keycard, of course. We’d already met our contact and handed over the cards earlier, so our mission was complete.
“Maybe because I got a good night’s sleep last night, unlike some,” I teased, biting into my toast.
“I was on a job.”
“You didn’t need to sleep with her, Drew,” I pointed out. “You could have easily taken her keycard while you had your tongue down her throat at the bar.”
“But then my dick wouldn’t be as happy as he is this morning.”
“You are such a guy!” I laughed, shaking my head.
“Come on, Jelly Bean, eat up. We need to leave in half an hour to catch our flight. Then you can tell me what has you grinning so much this morning.” Childishly, I stuck my tongue out at him. There was no way I would be telling Drew about my call with Oliver. It didn’t matter how much he bugged me on the flight back home—my lips would be tightly sealed.
I was unpacking after my trip to Miami when my phone rang. When I looked at the caller ID, I automatically smiled; it was Oliver. Blushing from head to toe, I thought back to our FaceTime call last night.
“Hey,” I answered. “I was about to call you. I just got home.”
“Have you unpacked yet?”
“I was just about to,” I replied.
“I’m heading to Macon now. I can pick you up in the jet at Clearwater airport in a few hours.”
“Are you trying to show off with a private jet, Oliver?” I teased, feeling my heart deflate. This was it—my last weekend with him.
“It’s the quickest way I get to see you.”
“I can understand that. Where do I go when I get to the airport?”
“I’ll meet you outside the VIP lounge.”
“Okay,” I breathed, trying to calm my racing heart, “I’ll be there.”
“Are you sure? I know I’ve dropped this on you last minute, but I remembered you saying you were free for the week once you got back from Miami. That gives us what—four days together if I need to get you back home by Monday morning?”
“It’s fine. I don’t even really have to pack, either. I’ll just need to add a few clean clothes to my bag.”
“Oh, you won’t need that many clothes.” His tone was pure sex and I knew exactly what he was thinking. I had to hold my legs together as thoughts of what he would do to me flashed through my mind. This man could affect me over the phone in casual conversation. Um…wow!
“Oliver, I’m meeting your family. I’ll need nice clothes.”
“Oh, my father is in hospital right now, but he’ll hopefully be out by the weekend. I thought we could go get him together.”
“That’s fine with me,” I muttered, swallowing hard. Could I really do this? Could I play happy family with Oliver while stealing from his hard drive behind his back? His father had Alzheimer’s for Christ’s sake. Jade, you have to; you have no choice.
“Call me when you get to the airport. I’ll come and meet you after you’ve been through security.”
“Okay.”
“I can’t wait to see you, Jade. I’ve missed you so much.” It had only been just over two weeks since we’d seen each other, but deep down, I felt the same way.
“I’ve missed you, too,” I muttered, wiping my eyes before the tears began to form. I needed to get my shit together and soon.
“See you in a few hours, Beautiful.” After our goodbyes we both hung up.
Immediately, I called Sonia to let her know I was heading to Macon. She was pleased and wanted the mission closed up as quickly as possible.
In order to gain access to Oliver’s files and download the one I needed, I’d been given a new decoder from Intelligence when I stopped by a few weeks ago. They also gave me a new GPS tracker for my cell phone.
I tried to call Drew next, knowing that he’d gone out to get us some lunch. He was going to stay at my apartment for a bit of downtime until he was assigned to his new target. Like me, he hated spending too much time at headquarters.
He walked through the door just as I was dialing his number. “There’s been a change of plan,” I announced, moving to help him with the groceries. “Jeez, Drew, how much food did you buy?”
“I’m hungry. What’s the new plan, then?” he asked, placing the bags down on my counter.
“I’m going to Macon.”
“He called? Wait—is he the reason for your goofy grin? Did you know you might be seeing him?” Damn, he was asking way too many questions.
“No. He managed to get some free time, so he just sprung this on me five minutes ago.”
“When are you going?”
“Right now. I’m meeting him at the airport in a few hours,” I stressed, rushing around quickly.
“Jade, breathe. It’s going to be fine. Why don’t you go have a shower and get yourself ready, and I can drop you off at the airport when you’re done.”
“I’m not sure I’m ready for this,” I whimpered.
“Of course you are. I’ve just watched you charm the pants off a guy in Miami. You stole his access card without even having to take him to bed. You’re amazing.”
“You could have done that with your target, too,” I pointed out, crossing my arms.
“I know, but I was horny,” he snorted, “and I knew you wouldn’t give me any.”
“Eww! You know I don’t see us that way. It would feel like incest. Shit! You were joking about that orgy with Georgie and me last week, weren’t you? Drew, I think of you as a brother.”
“I was joking, Jelly Bean. I see you as a sister, too. Now go and get ready,” he ordered with a stern look.
Two hours later, I was heading to the airport in Drew’s SUV.
“Have you got everything? The decoder, your passport, your…”
“Yes, Drew,” I laughed, interrupting him while pulling my phone out to call Oliver.
He answered on the second ring. “Are you almost here? I’m waiting out at the curb. I wasn’t sure you’d know how to get to the VIP area.”
“You can’t wait any longer to see me, can you?”
“You know me too well,” he chuckled.
“I’m about five minutes away. I’ll see you very soon.”
“I’ll be waiting,” Oliver breathed before we both hung up.
“Damn, Jelly Bean. I’ve never seen you that smiley on the phone before. He was the reason for your goofy grin this morning, wasn’t he?” I didn’t answer him. “Please promise me you won’t do anything stupid.”
“Like what?” I frowned.
“Like telling him the truth. That guy is in love with your character, not the real you. Just think about how he would feel if he knew the truth—if he knew this was all a lie conjured up so you could steal from him. You can’t go into fantasyland thinking this could ever work out.” I knew he was right, but Oliver was unlike any lover I’d ever had. It was natural that I was going to miss him. Guys like him were a rare breed, and I didn’t mean the money aspect of his life. “You’ll find a guy when you’re out he spoke, my eyes fell on Oliver as he waited outside the airport for me. In a crowd of people, he still stood out to me. How could Drew think I’d ever find another man like him? Oliver was dressed in a well-tailored black suit with a white shirt and pale blue tie. Damn, he looked delicious!
“There he is,” I gasped at Drew. “You can pull over anywhere here.”
“Is that him in the suit?” Drew muttered as Oliver noticed us in the SUV. His face looked troubled for a few short moments before he quickly pulled himself together. Oh, was someone jealous of Drew?
“Yeah,” I replied, smiling and waving at Oliver.
“Damn, he looks seriously rich. Look at all those men behind him. Molly said he was a hunk, but even I have to admit he’s a hottie.” This conversation was turning a little strange. Drew crushing on Oliver, too—that was just wrong.
“You’re a married friend of mine, okay?” I quickly stated once the car came to a stop.
“Married? Oh, come on!” he complained.
“Please? For me?” I begged, moving to open the door. I needed to feel Oliver’s touch and I couldn’t wait a moment longer. Drew nodded, so I flew out of the SUV into Oliver’s waiting arms.
Our lips crashed together instantly, and his
cool, fresh scent washed over me as our tongues danced slowly together. I could feel his hands snake down my body, finding a place on my hips as the kiss continued. My own hands were wrapped tightly around his neck. Christ, I couldn’t get enough.
“Don’t mind the rest of us,” Drew coughed minutes later. Damn you, Drew! I haven’t had my fill yet.
“Hi,” I giggled at Oliver once we broke apart.
“Hi,” he grinned, a little dazed as he ran his fingers through my hair.
“Oh, this is Drew. He’s the husband of one of my good friends.”
“Nice to meet you, Drew,” Oliver smiled, shaking his hand while looking a little relieved by my comment. His men were quick to take my bags that Drew had left on the sidewalk.
“You, too. I’ll see you soon, Jelly Bean,” Drew winked, getting back into his SUV.
“Jelly Bean?” Oliver frowned at me.
“Don’t ask,” I sniggered. “I have no idea where that name came from.”
“Hmm…” he mused, pulling me back into his arms. “I’m not sure I like that he has a nickname for you and I don’t.”
“You do have a nickname for me,” I pointed out, running my hands down his chest.
“I do?”
“Beautiful?”
Oliver grinned, leaning down to kiss me softly. “That’s just a true statement,” he whispered against my lips. “You, Jade Gibbs, are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”
“Stop trying to make me blush.” I hit his chest and then looked away from him, avoiding eye contact.
“Come on, let’s get you to the jet,” he winked, letting his men lead the way with my bags.
I practically flew through security. It seemed that when you were with a multi-billionaire, you didn’t have to wait in any lines.
When Oliver escorted me onto the tarmac and I saw the private jet, my mouth fell open a little.
“It’s just a plane, Jade,” he muttered into my ear.
“But it’s your plane.”
“This is nothing—wait until you see the mansion back home.” He pulled me along with him, allowing me to step into the aircraft first.
It was absolutely stunning inside, with a huge plasma TV screen and six plush, white leather seats. I could also see a cabinet for drinks set in black marble with a gold trim around the corners.
