to claim her lips again she slid a hand between them to cup him through his pants, then stilled. He was hard, and huge. She swallowed as he pulled back to look into her eyes, wry amusement in his.
“That’s right baby…it’s all down to you. You drive me nuts…”
He molded her breasts like a connoisseur, lifting, squeezing and kneading as he pressed hot open-mouthed kisses on her flesh. His thumbs flicked her nipples through the fabric sending lightning bolts through her body. He slipped his hands under the side of her dress in order to touch her directly.
“God… I’ve always thought you had the most fantastic tits but…fuck…” He groaned as he pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers.
“Okay guys, you can give it up now, I got enough to give our viewers enough stroke material.” Ko’than’s amused voice broke through the sensual haze surrounding her and for a moment she just paused and orientated herself. The mission. The safe. Jason’s hands still on her breasts.
Fuck.
Heat washed through her as she realized how out of control this had gotten. Fighting back her instinctive reaction, searched her eyebrow as he leaned back. His eyes were dark, heat and lust fighting for dominance. For a second the urge to say screw the mission and just carry on struck her but she fought it down and buried her feelings and the hot need surging through her body under layers of self control. She was his boss, she shouldn't be thinking this way about one of her men.
“Taking liberties there. Move them or lose them, slick.”
Chapter Six
“That got way out of hand mate!”
“It was supposed to be for cover man! What the hell was I supposed to do? Keep it clean for the kids?”
The mission had been over hours ago. They’d gotten what they needed and the principal hadn’t been the wiser. After the moment in the office when he and Arita had gone hot and heavy, he had completed the rest of the mission on autopilot. Not only did he think that he had absolutely fucking lost it during a mission but he had also been left very frustrated.
And it went on until the debrief when their actions during the entire mission were analyzed and critiqued. No one said anything regarding what happened between him and Arita but the video on the screen had been way too graphic and Jason could feel Drew’s eyes boring into his back. He knew it wouldn’t take long for Mr. Sensitive to corner and confront him about it, but he didn’t expect it to be just after the debrief and in the corridor on their way back to their quarters.
Drew blocked him just outside the office, the expression on his face like a bulldog chewing a wasp.
“That wasn’t just about cover and you know it, Jason. You’re getting obsessed. Just because the boss has a nice face, perky rack and a great ass doesn’t mean you need to bang her like every other female on two legs that struts past you.”
Jason saw red and before he knew it, he threw a punch at his best friend. Fortunately Drew was quick enough to dodge it or he would have lost a couple of teeth.
“What the fuck man?”
Anger and surprise flared over the heavy-worlder’s face. This wasn’t the first time they’d come to blows, but it was the first time it had been in anger. On either part. Rage still rolling through him Jason squared up to his partner.
“It’s not like that!”
“Bullshit it’s not!” Drew stabbed an accusing finger at him. “I know you like a brother Jason, and I’ve seen what it’s like for you. You’ve just sighted your next target and you don’t give two shits that our careers are in her hands, and she’s worth more respect that you’re giving her.”
“I respect her!” he roared. “I respect her so much that I’ve done everything possible and more for that woman when I could. You say you know me like a brother but clearly you know nothing about what I feel.”
The door slid open behind them and the woman in question filled the frame. She