“You’re mine,” he whispered against her lips right before he took her mouth in a kiss that put all the others they’d shared to shame. Sensations exploded through her body, and pleasure rippled across sensitive nerve endings that all seemed to lead to her clit. When his hand slipped into her pants, Ryan’s head fell back on her shoulders, the feeling so incredible that when she closed her eyes, colors were dancing behind her closed lids.
“Sweet Jesus,” he growled as his finger found the bare flesh between her legs and swiped through the proof of her desire. “Look at me, Ryan. I’m going to taste you, lap up every bit of that cream that’s drenching my fingers. You’ve been driving me crazy, imagining it was me fucking you instead of that damn vibrator.”
Ryan was sure she would be mortified by that statement later, but now was not the time. Her head dropped to his shoulder, and mewls of pleasure escaped her throat from the sensations rioting through her body. She breathed in sharply as his fingers plunged inside her in one smooth stroke, stretching her and driving her crazy, the pleasure mixed with the slightest tinge of pain, bringing her right to the edge. She cried out as he added a third finger, his thumb rubbing in gentle circles around her clit. It was impossible to think with him tormenting parts of her body. His fingers curled inside her, and her eyes rolled back into her head as new sensations assaulted her battered system. Desire like this should not be possible. He groaned, taking her lips in another hot kiss.
“I want you to come all over my fingers. I need to be inside you, Ryan. I’ve never needed anything so damn much.” Withdrawing his fingers, he drank in her disappointed cries with a gentleness she hadn’t expected. Ryan tightened her legs around him as he made love to her mouth with slow, sliding thrusts of his tongue, and her fingers tangled in the length of his hair, reveling at the silky softness. Sucking on his tongue, she ground her pussy against the denim of his jeans, so close to an orgasm, she thought she’d lose it by the time he finally got inside of her.
Brick took a couple of steps, carrying her until he laid her back on the table, unwinding her legs from around his waist. His hands roaming her body. He undid the button on her pants and pulled the zipper down. Within seconds, her pants and underwear were pulled down her legs, and she was bare to him from the waist down. When he sank to his knees in front of her, Ryan’s breath hitched as his tongue glided through her folds, then she screamed. Brick reveled in her cries as he alternated between sucking her clit and spearing her with his tongue. Ryan tangled her hands in his hair, and her legs widened, bracing her feet on the edge of the table, so she was able to thrust against his face. Brick pulled back, smiled at her briefly before alternating between gentle caresses and hard thrusts, keeping her just on the edge of fulfillment.
“Whose dick is it that you want, Ryan?” He traced his fingers along the seam of her pussy before sinking one long digit inside, pushing her closer to the edge.
The sensation was too much, making Ryan scream out his name, “Brick!” as her pussy clamped down on his finger.
“That’s right, baby, say my name. It’s the only one you need. Fuck! You’re so tight around my finger. I can’t wait to feel you on my cock. You’ll be swollen from the orgasm I’m about to give you, and I’ll have to push my way inside you inch by inch as your pussy grips me like a vice.”
“Oh God, please, Brick,” she begged, almost sobbing with need. He withdrew his finger, making her whimper but added a second as he pushed back inside, his mouth clamping on the tight bud of her clit and sucking it hard. Ryan’s back bowed off the table as her orgasm rolled through her body. The sensations were more than she could handle, and she exploded against him in a symphony of light and color, screaming his name as shudders rocked her body.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Brick whispered, kissing his way from her breast to her lips. “My hand is soaked with your cum. Do you know what it does to me to know you wanted me that much?”
Ryan’s body shaking with tremors, she didn’t have the strength to do anything more than lift her eyelids a fraction of an inch. She watched him straighten, then unfasten the buttons of his jeans, the rigid length of his cock, causing her to gasp in admiration. Chimes echoed in her head as if she was having an out-of-body experience just looking at the magnificent piece of man-meat.
“God, I need you, Ryan.”
Ryan watched in fascination as he stroked himself. The chimes sounded again as Ryan spread her legs wider for him. When they went off a third time, she finally realized what it was, sitting up or trying to with two hundred pounds of horny male posed and ready.
“Brick! Stop! Brick!”
His muttered curses made her smile and groan at the same time, but this was it, what they had been waiting for. Once he moved out of the way, Ryan got up and practically ran the couple steps to the computer.
Perez had finally taken her bait.
Chapter Ten
Brick was in deep shit. It took him a solid two minutes for him to figure out what the fuck just happened. Seeing Ryan go off had scrambled his brain. Watching her jump up bare-assed and run to the computer with her fingers flying across the keyboard, he finally caught up to reality. Pulling his jeans up, he started the painful act of putting his more rigid than steel dick back behind its denim prison, not even bothering to zip up all the away or attempt to try to close the button.
“What do you need?” Ryan’s focus was on the screen in front of her.
“Those printers over there, just keep them loaded with paper. I’m going to print everything I can get and save it to hard drives. That way, if I get caught, we still have something.”
Brick didn’t like the sound of that.
“Do you think you’re going to get caught?”
“Nope, just a precaution, a failsafe. I always plan for every possibility.” She looked up briefly. “Well, except maybe one.”
Paper started shooting out of the two printers. Brick started to walk that way but stopped when he heard a knock on the door. Damn it! He knew all the guys would have the alert Perez took Ryan’s bait, but no way in hell was he letting anyone in this room with her bare-assed.
“Hold up,” he yelled out as he looked around for his shirt, thinking he could at least cover her up some, but it wasn’t anywhere to be found.
“Are you sitting on my shirt?”
Ryan looked up at him again, biting her slightly smiling lip.
“Well, yeah, I didn’t want to ruin my chair.”
“Shit.” Going to the door, he opened it just enough to squeeze out. Junior was standing there, looking at him questioningly.
“What is going on? The alarm went off?”
“She’s working on it. Can you go and get me a towel, blanket, or something?”
Junior looked over Brick and started to laugh.
“You do realize in about a minute, Caine, Roo, and Axel are going to be beating down this door to see what’s going on.” Just as the words left Junior’s mouth, Brick heard boots on the stairs.
“Give me your shirt.” Junior didn’t look happy about it but stripped off his tee and handed it to Brick. Brick slipped back into Ryan’s office, draping and tucking the cotton over her lap. Ryan laughed, but her fingers kept on moving over the keyboard.
“What’s going on?”
“I told you that ass is mine, and I’m not about to share even a look with the other guys.”
“Caveman.”
“I’ll let you watch me beat my chest later.”
“Oh, you can beat something for me later,” Ryan joked, scanning his body with her eyes quickly before turning back to her computer screen.
Ryan worked for almost an hour. Brick filled the paper in the printers as Ryan’s fingers kept moving. The guys came in and out, picking up stacks of the printed sheets. It was crazy how much information she was getting. Brick had skimmed several sheets and knew in the right hands; this information alone would put Perez in jail. Too bad, this fucker was one of the few people who would only benefit from being in custo
dy. It wouldn’t stop him, and because of backdoor deals, it would probably make him even stronger.
It took him a couple of seconds to realize the room was quiet. Looking back at Ryan, she was stretching her fingers, and the look on her face was puzzled. Brick picked up her pants and handed them to her, not asking any questions just yet, giving her time to sort through her thoughts. Ryan had just bent over to pull up her pants when Caine came in through the door.
“Nice ass, Ryan,” Caine growled.
“Yeah, I thought you might benefit from seeing a nice ass since you’re such an ass all the time, King Caine.”
“Cute,” Caine laughed, looking at Brick. “I think the auxiliary member initiation will definitely start with a spanking from now on.”
“Not happening,” Ryan said, smiling as she leaned her luscious ass against the desk. “I know you’re not here to talk about my ass or you being one, so let’s get down to business, shall we?” Caine smiled back at Ryan and sat down in the chair in front of her.
“The first run went as planned. I was able to get a lot of the information, but most of it will be junk. Personal emails, phone records, stored documents, even bills he paid online and bank account information.”
“I wouldn’t say that information is junk, Ryan. It’s more than other people have been able to get on the man,” Brick said, leaning against the table. She gifted him with a small smile, but he noticed something was bugging her. All the playful banter was gone, and she looked puzzled. That bothered Brick, but he didn’t voice it. They could talk about it later.
“The more he opens the link, the better chances I have to define the perimeters to get to the information we really want. Like I told you before, the virus grows stronger each time, but the risk grows with it. The more information it grabs, the more visible it becomes. Or I should say the more visible it becomes to someone trained to know what to look for. So, if there’s something specific you want, you’ll need to give me the details, so I’m ready.”
Caine nodded his head and asked, “What else?”
Ryan scratched her head, looking down.
“There are several encrypted files I downloaded to a separate storage unit, including an extremely large video file. It’s going to take me some time to make sure they’re safe to open.” Ryan bit her lip. Caine looked at him with a lifted eyebrow, but Brick shrugged his shoulders, not sure what was going on.
Ryan looked up at Caine, “Talon Frost was in there.”
“What!” Brick barked, not liking the idea of anyone figuring out what Ryan was doing. He knew Talon was an expert hacker, and for all intents and purposes, so was Ryan, but…
Ryan crossed her hands over her chest.
“Every hacker has a signature, and before you ask, I have modified mine enough, even if Talon were able to detect me, he wouldn’t have the first clue who I was. The thing is, Tal and I have been playing war games, for lack of a better term, for years. We challenge each other to a hack, and whoever can get into a system the fastest wins. We’d push it further by trying to find a specific file or person.”
“What’s got you bothered, Ryan?” Caine asked.
“Talon was slow and sloppy.”
“Could be part of his cover?”
“I don’t think so.” Ryan shook her head at Caine. “Something was off, call it a gut feeling or whatever. I think he purposely led me to that video file.”
“Son of a bitch!” Brick didn’t even try to hold back his anger. “This was the last time. If he or Perez even suspect who you are or what you’re doing, he’ll put a price on your head. I knew this was a fucking bad idea.”
“I didn’t say that right.” Ryan stood and faced him. “He didn’t know I was there. Specifically, he didn’t track me, and there is no way for him to do that right now.” Ryan glared at him before turning back to Caine. “This was just the beginning, and my virus is sound. What I’m trying to say is the video file could be a trap or a plant, but he could also want that information in someone’s hands, a failsafe, so to speak. I need to work it on a separate isolated system, preferably at a remote location where I can bounce my signal off any number of satellites. I won’t know anything until I actually take it apart. The question is, do you want me to? I don’t think it will lead me to what I’m looking for, but it could have a bearing for you and the club.”
“Hold off, for now. We have enough to go through and concentrate on, but if you can safely get into it...”
“That is the other thing. You have the hard copies, but once I spend some time with the data and determine it’s safe, I can sort it and catalog it any way you like. It will be easier to narrow things down. If there’s a name or business that keeps popping up, I can pull every document containing them.”
“Good work, Ryan.” Caine got up. “But it sounds like we still have a hell of a long road to get anything any of us needs.”
“That is putting it mildly.” Ryan laughed without humor. “Can I ask a question?”
“Go for it,” Caine responded.
“It really bothers me. If Tal is there undercover, doing whatever he is doing, I’m not even going to try to pretend I understand. Why wouldn’t he just do it himself? He has the means, the ability, and possibly the backing. That file was basically red-flagged with neon lights flashing around it.”
“Like you said, it could be a trap or a lure. Talon is Tuck’s boy or was until he went off-script. I wouldn’t trust a man who so easily turned his back on his club, regardless of his reasons.” Caine left the room.
Brick was still sorting through everything in his head. He hated the thought of Ryan being in danger and wanted Caine to pull the plug on this project, so he could get her the hell out of there and somewhere safe. When his t-shirt smacked his face, he caught it before it hit the ground and turned, facing a very pissed-off Ryan. She glared at him as she sat back down in front of her computer.
“I’m good at what I do, Brick, very good. One of these days, you’re going to have to start trusting me. Until then, there won’t be anything else between us.”
She looked at the computer and started typing, her way of dismissing him, and it pissed him the hell off. Walking behind the desk, he spun her chair around, placing both his hands on the armrests, and leaned in close.
“It’s not a matter of trust, Ryan. I know you’re good, but when it comes to your safety, health, and welfare, you seem to have an off switch. I’m not going to let you get hurt or let you hurt yourself. Be pissed off at me, I’m fine with that, but baby, this thing between us is going to happen.”
Pushing the chair back, Brick walked out of the office, needing a little space to cool off. Ryan was under his skin, and in the past week and a half, she had managed to do something no other woman had ever done before—made him care and possibly want something more than just a quick fuck. Hell, he was already following her around like a puppy and panting every time she threw him a bone. Brick wasn’t sure he liked any of it.
Going to his room, he showered quickly and changed his clothes, thinking through all the possibilities. Remembering just some of the information that had come out over those printed sheets made his jaw tighten. This was a cluster fuck with Ryan’s ass on the line. He ran the probabilities around in his head. The only conclusion he came up with was getting this operation done as soon as possible and getting her the hell out of there, which brought a shit ton of other problems. Brick wasn’t sure if he could let her go so easily, even for her own safety.
Shoving his feet into his boots, Brick left his room, still pissed off when he made it to the meeting room. The guys were around the table, looking through the stacks of paper, each with the same grim look. Brick hadn’t even sat his ass down when Caine held up a stack of papers in his hand.
“There’s enough information in this stack of papers to use as leverage against the Perez family for a lifetime. The question is, what are we going to do about it?” The room was quiet until Axel responded.
“Does it matter? You
said the Perez family, not specifically the head of the cartel, who is the one that we want and have to stop. Mickey Perez, Cin, and the other brothers have put themselves at risk to help us and the RBMC at one time or another. They might not be stellar people, but neither are we.”
“We all know this information holds no bearing because of the way it was obtained,” Roo put in his two cents, leaning back in his chair. Brick wasn’t ready to say anything himself, so he just listened. “We can’t turn it over to the authorities. We could leave breadcrumbs for the right people to find it legally, but we know that wouldn’t do any good. Our problem will still be alive and breathing. So, how far do we look into this, and what outcome are we trying to get?”
Caine slapped the papers down on the table, but it was Junior who said exactly what Brick had been thinking, and that bugged the shit out of him.
“Ryan is at risk every time she goes into that system to retrieve information. We all know what she’s looking for, and we all hope she doesn’t find it because that means we left a brother behind. I also have a feeling if we shut her down, Ryan will just find another way to get the information without our protection. How long do we let this go on before we shut it down?”
Caine looked at Brick. This was the way they worked—they all voiced their opinion and hashed out the end game. Brick weighed everything everyone, including Ryan, had already said and surprised himself when he responded.
“I think we need a definitive timeline, but I also think we should let Ryan do her thing. Information is our business, and she’s handing us a goldmine. The Perez family isn’t our ally, regardless of past associations.” Brick looked directly at Caine. He and Cin had a history, hell, Cin had a history with all of them, but when it came to business, it was a moot point. When Caine didn’t say anything, only nodded his head slightly, Brick continued.
“Anything we can get will be useful either now or later, and if she does manage to find information regarding Tiny, we owe it to him and Ryan to follow through. Do we let the RBMC in on what we have, or do we keep it to ourselves like they did by not telling us Talon went under in Perez’s organization? Tuck might be your brother, but I, for one, am sick of him yanking our chain.”
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