Page 113 of Allegiance

Only, she wanted more.

Again.

As he slowly opened his eyes, he found his wife staring down into his face, and she was grinning like a Marine who just conquered a hill.

Him being that hill.

She laughed.

“Was it good for you?” she asked back, using the words he’d just used.

“I think I am dead. That might have killed me, Jinx.”

Oh, well, then she had bad news for him.

She.

Wasn’t.

Done.

She found his mouth with hers and rolled, putting him above her.

“Oh, look,” he admitted. “I trapped a sexy Snake in someone else’s den,” he said, smiling down at his wife.

She laughed.

“Have you now?” she asked. “Maybe prove it to your wife. I like you between my legs.”

He grinned.

“Oh, I’ll do just that,” he said, loving how his wife tasted. There was no other place he wanted to be than with her, or at home with their kids.

If they ever found Chevy.

“Hurry, Rogue,” she whispered. “Your wife needs you.”

Well, that was all she had to say.

What the lady wanted, the lady got.

He found her wet and ready for more, so he feasted on her already swollen clit.

Rogue would be lying if he said this wasn’t his favorite part of sex.

Because it was.

Rogue loved giving just as much as he enjoyed receiving—maybe more.

Because she’d tortured him, Rogue paid her back.

He spread her wide, held her open, and did his worst. A thief had a gift with using his fingers, and this one had that same gift with his tongue.

Jinx held on, her body awash in nothing but pleasure.

With her hands in his hair, Jinx held on, moaning in pleasure as soon as he began feasting on her clit.

“More,” she begged. “I need more.”