Free Save Me If You Can by Christina C Jones

to a thick, gorgeous, heavy-looking erection.
    Also mouthwatering.
    “Turn around,” Savi whispered, and Harrison narrowed his eyes, even though the corners of his mouth twitched like he wanted to smile. He did as she said though, and Savi bit her lip at the sight of his muscled ass and back.
    Damn, he is delicious .
    While his back was turned, Savi reached for her phone, plugging in the secure code to unlock it. She navigated to her CIA database, typed in another series of passwords, then typed in Harrison Cole when the screen she wanted came up. There was indeed a hit, but she frowned at the information that came up.
    “This says you’re a cop. A detective , but that’s still not the same thing as DEA.”
    “I know what my files says,” he replied, his voice edged with annoyance. “There’s a reason for that. Can I put my damned clothes on?”
    “No.” Bringing her phone to her ear, she make a quick, hushed phone call. When it was over, she smiled. “Come around here, to the couch. Sit down.” She wiped the grin from her face before he turned around, and pointed the gun at him again even though she’d already decided she didn’t need it.
    It wasn’t that hard to figure out that Harrison was probably deep under cover, hence the deception in his file. He probably was on vacation, with whatever piece of shit criminal he was supposed to be shadowing, and seeking a break. Searching for respite, just like she was, and as far as she was concerned… now that she knew who he was, they could get back to what they were doing before.
    She tossed her phone back onto the table, placed his gun beside it, then rounded the couch to stand in front of Harrison. He didn’t look at her, keeping his eyes pointed toward the ceiling as he relaxed his head on the low back of the couch. Without a word, Savi started stripping off her clothes, and then he gave her his attention.
    Even though he watched until she was completely nude in front of him, his expression didn’t change. He looked positively bored, if she only went by his face, but he couldn’t hide the reaction of his body. His body was hard – impressively so – and he was sticking straight up, ready and waiting. With her Ruger still in her hand, Savannah lowered herself onto his lap, with his erection between them.
    He draped his hands behind his head, swallowing hard as Savi pushed the barrel of the gun against his jaw. “Special Agent Savannah Briggs, CIA. I won’t hold you here against your will, Agent Cole. If you wanna get your gun, get dressed, leave… you can. Or …” she smiled, biting her lip as she glanced down at his hardness pressed against her flat stomach, then reached over him, pulling a condom from her purse on the table. She held the little plastic package up in front of his face. “You can stay.”
    Harrison scoffed, shaking his head as his eyes drifted over her body. “You are crazy . Sexy as hell… but crazy.” Still… he made no move to remove her from his lap, lowering his hands to instead cup handfuls of her ass and squeeze. “Or maybe my ass is crazy, for not getting the fuck out of here.”
    Giggling, Savi leaned forward, trailing kisses over his neck and chest as she gripped him in her hand and gave a gentle squeeze. “It’ll be worth it… promise,” she whispered into his ear, then pulled the soft cartilage between her teeth.
    In one swift motion, Harrison disarmed her, then flipped her on her back on the couch, positioning himself between her legs. Savi may not have been as in charge as she thought, but that didn’t matter, not any more. All that mattered was the sweet, sweet friction between her thighs as Harrison sheathed himself and then pushed inside of her, burying himself deep as he propped her legs around his waist.
    It was so good, skirting the line of pain and pleasure, filling her up, igniting a gratifying tingle that touched her all over as he began to move. Slow, confident, deep strokes that made her whimper a