Free Cinderella Undercover by KyAnn Waters

trailing his fingertips across her collarbone until he cupped her full, smooth breast. Her chest heaved as she drew in a breath. He curved his other arm around her hip, brushing his fingers against her curls, then lower. He reached between her legs where their bodies joined. Cream soaked his hand, and he touched his cock as he slid between her pussy lips, feeling them stretch to accommodate his girth.
    She sobbed, breaking into shivering convulsions, and crumpled in his arms.
    “Hold on, princess.” Sliding his middle finger between her folds, he grazed her clitoris. “We’ll come together.”
    “Can’t stop,” she panted. “Oh god, I’m coming again. Yes! Together.” Her pelvis tilted, and she rose onto her tiptoes. She trembled for him.
    Wet sounds of their slapping bodies matched the rhythm of his pounding heart. Faster, short strokes kept him inside of her. He circled her clit, keeping her upright with his arm, and held her close. His balls tightened. His mind numbed to everything but the incredible sensations surrounding his dick and traveling through his body. Muscles flexed, and he ground his teeth.
    A string of curses flew from her mouth. Her knuckles whitened as she gripped his forearm, her nails digging into his flesh. Convulsions clamped his cock in her quivering core. He locked his jaw and came. He felt each hot spurt of shooting cum. He groaned, pulled her tighter, and showed her with his body, his kiss, and his cock how much he wanted back into her life.

Chapter Five

    Victoria pulled her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her shins and simmered in the warm afterglow of sex. She listened to Jaron speak into the satellite phone he’d found below deck. He’d planned to use the radio, but the phone was faster and easier. After dialing into a secure relay, he’d finally contacted ES headquarters.
    “ETA?” he asked. He gave her a reassuring smile, but she wasn’t at all reassured. She didn’t like the somber tone of voice.
    “Yes, we’ll be ready,” he continued. “You can tell him she’s fine, if not a bit cranky.”
    Victoria furrowed her brows. Under present conditions and the events of the last twenty-four hours, he was lucky to get cranky. She’d come into headquarters after a three-week rest. After a day with Jaron, she’d need six months. Her thoughts sobered. She’d just had six months away from him and here she was getting involved again.
    He disconnected and wiped down the phone. “HQ was able to pinpoint our location through the satellite connection. We need to drop anchor.”
    “How long?” She still wore the silk robe and would need to change back into her grubby dress before the extraction team arrived.
    “ETA thirty minutes.” He sat next to her and rubbed a smudge of dirt from her cheek. “I couldn’t get details, but something is wrong.”
    “Do you think it’s the assignment? Maybe the computer feed isn’t working the way you had hoped.”
    He shrugged, stood, and began to lower the sails. “That would be my guess. Someone will have to go back in. But it won’t be us.”
    She chuckled. “I think that’s a given.”
    “Maybe, but I’m not talking about the assignment. I’m talking about you and me.”
    You and me. Her pulse jumped, and her chest hurt. Twenty-four hours couldn’t erase the pain and betrayal of his leaving. However, she also knew she loved the stupid jerk. As long as they both stayed busy within Echelon Shield, perhaps they could find time to explore whether they had anything more than great sex. ES could tear them apart, but they’d just proven they could also work together.
    Assignments could take from a day to several months. During downtime, if they agreed to give each other space, with no expectations, she’d be willing to give them another chance. This time, she’d be the one to set the terms. He’d have just as much to lose, because she never wanted to wake, thinking she was safe in his arms, and find him gone