Free Walker (Bad Boys of X-Ops #1) by Rie Warren

Forget it.”
    She tugged my arm away, sensuously rubbing her breasts against me. “Come on. Don’t be shy. What about my eyes?”
    “They’re . . .” I squinted at her, considering. “Scary. Eerie. Kind of demonic.”
    “Walker!” She slammed her hand over my mouth.
    “Sexy,” I mumbled. “Definitely haunting.”
    “You’re terrible. You’re not even a very good spy. And I can’t believe I let you talk me into bed with you.”
    I flipped her onto her back, using my weight and naked heat to press her down. “Woman. You were practically begging me to bed you last night.”
    “Once again you have the wrong end of the stick.” She squirmed beneath me, and I didn’t mind that at all.
    Her sexy body hit me in all the right places, her legs parting so my thick cock wedged against her more than wet heat.
    Leaning down, I kissed her raw. Kissed her rough. Took her moans and her tongue and her hungry little licks.
    Her arms wound around my neck, her legs over my hips, and she slid her cunt up and down the underside of my cock.
    I pulled back with a grunt. “I’m more than ready to give you the right end of the stick.”
    Jade wrestled me off her, rolling me over and leaping from the bed to land—absolutely completely naked—on the floor. Her eyes sparkled, and her grin grew as she stood, staring down at me.
    I laughed uproariously. Without doubt, she was a worthy opponent in every sense of the word. Sex. War. Intellect. Espionage.
    “Think that’s funny, do you?” She slammed me in the face with a pillow until the seams burst and feathers floated all around us.
    I hooked an arm around her waist, tumbling her down to me.
    “Oh, bugger. Allergies!” Her eyes watered, and she sneezed five times in succession.
    “I don’t even know how you can function as an operative, lady.”
    She came up, completely clear-eyed, with my previously hidden KA-BAR in hand. “Gotcha!”
    All kidding aside, I rose to my feet. “Give me the blade, Jade.”
    She didn’t. Instead she stepped closer, doing something dangerously sexy.
    Jade drew the sharp, sharp blade up the flexed muscles of my inner thigh, testing the cool edge against the tendon at the top, really goddamn close to my ballsack.
    Heat erupted throughout my body, and—unbelievably—my cock pulsed with obscene need.
    Jade’s eyelids drooped over heavily dilated irises. Her tits rose and fell with fast panting breaths as she admired her handiwork.
    “You like being taken to the edge, Walker.”
    The tip of the knife moved lightning fast with the slightest bite just under the head of my cock, and— Wakan Tanka help me—I almost came on the spot.
    The cords of my neck strained. Muscles tensed all over my body. My seed was ready to spill over.
    I fucking widened my stance and pushed into her touch.
    “Not gonna hurt you. What a waste of an amazing cock that would be.” Her voice dropped, her free hand too.
    She cupped my tightening balls in her fingers, gently rolling them, while she drew the cold blunt side of the blade down my dick. It bumped over the rigid veins all the way to the base.
    Jade lowered to her knees, holding the flat of the knife against the tensed flesh of my thigh, and my cock towered above her parted mouth.
    My breath chugged in and out.
    I grabbed her hair in a white-knuckled fist. “You bite me, I’ll make you bleed.”
    She sent the KA-BAR end-over-end across the room until the tip planted into the wall with a quiver.
    “I already made you bleed.” She licked her lips before pressing her mouth to the tiny drop of blood beneath the thick ridge of my cock.
    I groaned, on the verge of spurting all over her face.
    She engulfed my cockhead with a soft kiss before gliding back and jumping to her feet.
    My cock arched from my groin, ready to blow. I clenched and unclenched my fists. “Next time my dick’s that close to your mouth, I’m coming inside it.”
    “Should I take that as a warning?” Jade wiggled her ass as she burrowed into