Free Bronco's Rough Ride (Bad Boys of Beta Squad, 0.5) by Siobhan Muir

her spinning among the stars.
    “ Sssoo…good, Lindsey.”
    The sound of his careful voice brought her back to herself and she met his gaze. The expression on his face warmed her thundering heart. He looked content, satisfied, all the good adjectives she’d ever learned in school. She tightened her internal muscles around him and bent down to kiss him, suddenly realizing she hadn’t ever done so.
    His lips moved under hers and opened for her tongue. Hot vanilla spice filled her mouth as his tongue slid past hers and her pussy spasmed with erotic pleasure. Damn, she’d already come hard, but the slick texture set her arousal on fire.
    Unfortunately, her phone pinged with her alarm for ten P.M. The club would be rocking and they could get out without being noticed now. It reminded her she actually had a job to do beyond enjoying the man between her legs.
    Lindsey sat up and gave him an apologetic smile. “Sorry, John. It’s time to go. You ready to get out of this prison?”
    His gaze slid over her face, down to her taut nipples pressing against the bodice of her dress, and back to her eyes. “Wish…could…savor. But…rready.”
    “Me, too, John.” She rose off his cock and headed for the bathroom.
    “Lindsey?”
    She paused at the door to the bath. “Yes?”
    “Liked it…when you…called me…Bronco.”
    “Yeah? It suits you.” She grinned at him then hurried to clean up. Her nerves still sang with the aftermath of her orgasm, but it was time to work and she had to be ready.
    When she returned to the bedroom, she used a warm wash cloth to clean his softening cock and smiled at his low, rumbling growl of pleasure. She made sure to remove the condom and stroke away his cum before tossing the condom and rag in a plastic bag. Show time.
    “Let’s get you dressed all the way and we’ll be out the door.”
    “Roger that.”
    “It sounds like you’re getting your voice back.”
    “ Little.”
    “That’s not how I’d describe it.” She winked.
    “Heh.”
    Lindsey laughed and worked his dress pants up to his hips, deftly tucking his damp cock and balls inside. John grunted with her touches, but didn’t protest. She buttoned his shirt and tucked only half of it into the pants before she secured the button.
    “Give me a moment. I think I have a belt for you as well as a tie.”
    “Tie?”
    “Yeah, you need to look ready for the Club, even if you’ve had sex before you got there.” Lindsey winked again as she searched the suit bag for the articles she’d bought. The shiny, mustard yellow tie matched his eyes and she laid it over his chest while she worked on his pants. “I think I found the right sized belt. Your hips are trimmer than I remembered. Don’t worry, you won’t have to wear it very long.”
    “Already…want…me undresssssed…again?” Humor laced his slurred words.
    Lindsey laughed. “Hell yeah, but I meant we can have you in sweats when we get to where we’re going.” She tucked in the rest of the shirt as she buckled the belt then added the tie around his neck. “There. You’re a pretty sharp dressed man.”
    John grunted. “No beard.”
    “Heh, smart guy.” She shook her head at his smile. “Okay, let me get your shoes on and dispose of my phone. Then we’ll be ready.”
    He dipped his chin in a small nod and she finished dressing him. Jeez, even his feet are sexy. Once she had the shoes tied, she took her phone into the bath and slammed it against the marble tub. The expensive screen shattered, a spider-web of cracks radiating across the face. She removed the battery on the back and the SD card buried under it, and shoved them in her purse. She dropped the phone in the wastebasket. Good luck finding us now.
    “Almost there.” She strode through the room and deposited her purse and shoes near the door. She scanned the suite for anything that could be traced back to her once she’d gone and nodded with satisfaction. All they had to do was get out into the