Page 45 of The Fixer
He nipped her bottom lip, parting her lips with his tongue, as he tangled it with hers. They let their tongues dance together in a languid waltz. She moaned against his lips and continued enjoying the way she made him feel with every movement of her tongue.
“Jake, I need to feel you inside me. Please.”
Jake fisted her hair, tugging it to break the kiss. “First rule is patience.” He kissed her and started to inch down her body. “First, I need a taste of you.”
She pushed her head back against the mattress and noticed her body getting excited when she felt his warm breath against her skin.He kissed, licked and nipped his way down her body, pushing her legs apart before dragging his finger over her heated flesh.
His tongue circled her clit, and he thought she might come right then. Her entire body shivered and it was as if every cell in her body seemed to light up. He pushed two fingers inside her and continued to circle his tongue around her swollen, throbbing nub.
“Jake. Fuck. Oh, fuck.” she fisted her hands into the comforter.
He continued to suck her clit, suckling hard as he pumped his fingers in and out. Lyndsey’s entire body seemed to lift off the bed and go rigid as her eyes flew open and she cried out before falling back and closing her eyes, taking in the moment.
Jake inched his way back up her body. She let her legs fall back open, excited for what was next. Jake positioned himselfover her body and slowly pushed the broad head of his cock past her entrance. As he sank deeper, he pulled her legs up to wrap them around his body.
He stilled, and he looked down at her. “You’re so beautiful.”
Lyndsey reached up and moved her hand down the side of his face. “Please.” He didn’t hesitate. He pulled out and then thrust back in. He groaned from the feelings coursing through his body. Knowing she’d come and that he wasn’t in total control, he began to withdraw, only to drive back into her, picking up speed and power until he was pounding into her with a relentlessness he’d never known before.
Jake knew there would come a day when he would spend hours making love to her, forcing her to come again and again so he could feel the way her pussy spasmed around his length, but tonight was not that time.
“Come again for me, Lyndsey.” He lifted her ass until her legs were wrapped around his hips and she was almost sitting on his thighs. The movement positioned his cock at the perfect angle to hit her sweet spot.
Lyndsey cried out as she came, triggering Jake’s own release. “Yes,” he hissed as he ground himself against her, his cock spurting his cum and bathing the walls of her pussy.
He wrapped his fingers around her wrists and pushed her back against the mattress. He was careful not to fall on top of her. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her body and rolled them to the side, still connected.
“For a day that started out so badly, it sure has turned into something far better than I thought it would.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
LYNDSEY
The following morning, Lyndsey sat at the small table in the safe room, her laptop open and casting a soft glow over her determined expression. Papers and photos pinned to a corkboard were connected by a chaotic tangle of red strings, all leading back to a grainy surveillance photo of Lang in the center. His cold smirk felt like a taunt, a reminder of everything at stake.
Her fingers hesitated on the keyboard as Jake’s voice broke the silence. “This isn’t enough,” he muttered, his frustration palpable as he paced the room. His eyes fixed on the board as though willing it to give up answers. “Even if we leak this to the media, Lang’s too well-connected. He’ll bury it before it even makes a ripple.”
Lyndsey glanced up, her eyes sharp despite the weariness settling in her bones. “Then we need more. Something so damning it can’t be spun or ignored.”
Jake stopped pacing and turned to her, his jaw tight. “And where exactly do we find that? Lang’s been covering his tracks for years. Even with Marcus’s intel, it’s like trying to pin down a shadow.”
Her frown deepened as she stared at the data on her screen. “What about the auction bidders? If we can link Lang to them—show he’s facilitating deals with terrorists and hostile nations—it could force people to take notice.”
He leaned over the table, his presence heavy but grounding. “That’s risky. Those people won’t just sit back and let us expose them. If we dig into that network, it won’t just be Lang after you—it’ll be all of them.”
“I know,” she said softly, her voice steady even as her hands trembled. “But what choice do we have? Lang’s reach is deeper than I could have ever imagined because of Marcus, which is going to point a finger indirectly at me.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do. Few industries like something that smells like a scandal more than academia. If we don’t act now, more people will suffer. And that will be my fault.”
Jake’s expression softened, his frustration giving way to concern. He reached out, his hand brushing hers lightly. “This isn’t your fault, Lyndsey. You didn’t create this mess.”
“But I created the technology,” she said, her voice cracking as she met his gaze. “I built it. I shared what I was working on with Marcus, who made it possible for Lang to weaponize. He took something that was supposed to save lives and corrupted it. How can I not feel responsible?”
He crouched beside her, his eyes locking onto hers. “Because responsibility doesn’t mean carrying the burden of the world alone. This is bigger than you, bigger than any of us. And that’s why you’re not in this alone. I’m with you. Every step of the way.”
Her throat tightened as his words settled over her, a strange mix of reassurance and vulnerability. “I don’t know how you do it,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “Stay so calm when everything feels like it’s falling apart.”