Radiant Surrender (CSA Case Files Book 6) (33 page)

“That’s good to hear. I’ll expect delivery by mid-week.”

Just like that, Gavin had concluded his business. He set his phone down and turned back to face her, giving her a look that reminded her of their time at the lake house. He wasn’t pleased that she hadn’t taken her seat and something inside of her wanted to push him a little further…at least until she remembered that she needed to talk to him. She resisted rolling her eyes as she used the foot rail to hoist herself up onto his robe that now covered the stool.

“So what is it you want to tell me?”

Jessie looked at Gavin in surprise, astonished that he’d picked up on her impatience. She thought she’d hidden it well and now that the time had come she was a little hesitant to find out his reaction to the ball she’d set into motion.

“John paid a visit to Sarah last night.” Jessie could see a stillness come over Gavin’s movements before he decided to pick up his fork. He methodically slid the utensil into the fluffy food and took a bite, slowing chewing and savoring the food. She had no choice but to continue telling him what had taken place. “Briggs allowed me to use one of the burner phones to call Sarah. She said that John was there with an excuse of having heard what had happened to Mom and Dad. I talked to him.”

“What did this conversation entail?” Gavin asked before wiping his mouth with a napkin. His green eyes were almost cloudy from mistrust that wasn’t aimed at her. “And what is the byproduct?”

“First off, don’t get angry with Briggs. He didn’t know anything other than I called my sister, which you thought would be fine.” Jessie didn’t want to get another agent in trouble for her actions and when Gavin seemed to agree…relatively, that was, she relayed pieces of the discussion. “We talked around the subject as much as we could without actually stating facts. John understood that I wanted Mom and Dad out of the US and into a country that has no extradition. He said, in a roundabout way, that it would take a week or two. He’d be in touch.”

“I wish you would have waited on that,” Gavin said, pushing his plate away. Jessie had only managed a few bites as well before her appetite faded. “I told you that Lou had something in the works and the email I received from him this morning indicated that he was going to speak with your parents today.”

“In the works?” Jessie pushed her plate away as well, anxious now to hear what Lou had planned for her parents. “I thought Lou said there was nothing to do but await a sentence hearing. They technically already pled guilty with their statement.”

“Political asylum.” Gavin leaned back with his coffee cup, looking at her over the rim. He got what he wanted when she finally allowed herself to smile at those two words, which had been thrown around before. The difference now was his tone. “It’s not guaranteed and there’s a lot that Lou needs to research before presenting to the court that they were in fear of their lives if they hadn’t followed orders, but if your parents seek political asylum on the basis that their lives would be in danger should they return to their homeland, along with the fact that they were never technically activated and did not commit any crimes while living in America, I think Lou stands a chance of getting the charges dropped. Your parents never wanted to be spies for Mother Russia. It was forced onto them and they only saw it as an opportunity to escape to the United States. Lou also feels he can get their original statement thrown out for not having had a lawyer present in the beginning.”

Jessie felt hope surge within her but it immediately got doused when she thought about what she’d put into motion last night. What if John slipped up and it appeared as if her parents had been trying to escape? Technically, that’s what Jessie had wanted…but seeing the potential backfiring of such a plan made her wonder what would happen if it was discovered. She would have to take the blame.

“Don’t even think about it,” Gavin warned, setting his coffee on the counter before reaching for her. Jessie couldn’t help but wonder how he knew what she was thinking, but she didn’t resist when he pulled her from the stool and positioned her between his legs. “Did John give you his contact information?”

“No,” Jessie answered with a shake of her head. “He said that he would contact me and until then just keep everything status quo.”

“I’ll still have Taryn keep working on locating him, along with trying to crack the code of the numbers on the piece of paper we found. Things got sidetracked when we had to deal with the fallout last night. It would be best if we found him first. In the meantime,” Crest said, his green eyes deepening into a mossy pond that pulled her to him, “I have a few hours before I need to meet with Schultzy and I’m thinking I’d like something else with my coffee—a little cream.”

Jessie wasn’t sure how Gavin had maneuvered it, but she found herself lying on the counter in front of him before she could utter a word. He’d used his arm to move the dishes out of the way and arranged her feet very specifically to where her toes curled over the edge of the granite.

“If you move or try to prevent me from enjoying your special cream with my coffee, you’ll have trouble sitting down for dinner this evening. Am I understood?”

“Yes, Gavin,” Jessie barely breathed out, not sure he even heard her. She reached behind her for something, anything, to hold onto. She found nothing but the other edge of the counter, but it would have to do. She bent her fingers underneath, preparing for what it would feel like to have his mouth on her. He parted her legs farther until she almost whimpered in need. Her clit was throbbing for what it knew it was about to receive. “I understand.”

Gavin took his coffee black and to say she was surprised when he poured the warm brown liquid over her pussy was an understatement. It wasn’t burning hot, since it had been sitting while they’d eaten breakfast, but it was warm enough that her clit’s temperature had risen a few degrees. His fingers separated her folds and when his tongue lapped up the droplets that were clinging to her swollen nub, she bit her lip in order not to move her hips. He wanted her to lie there and enjoy this, but that was so much harder than she would have thought possible.

“Very good, Jessica,” Gavin murmured, the vibrations of his voice traveling over her sensitive flesh. He pushed a finger inside of her, hooking it at just the right angle. “I want more cream.”

Jessie felt his tongue glide over her clit—up, down, and around—over and over as he continued to slowly and repeatedly drag his finger over that sweet spot that carried her further and further toward an incredibly high precipice. His lips sealed around her nub, lightly sucking until she wanted to lift her hips. She didn’t and the harder she restrained herself from moving, the faster she sped up that mountain slope. He sucked harder and she tightened her fingers on the granite as he continued to draw her orgasm to the top. When he flicked his tongue in a manner that she couldn’t ascertain, she screamed his name.

“Hmmm,” Gavin hummed, lapping up her cream and removing his finger. When she felt more coffee being poured over her clit, she barely kept herself from moving. “I need a lot more cream, Jessica.”

Before Jessie could ask how he thought she could come again so soon, Gavin once again lapped up the liquid. He didn’t leave one droplet and this time he slid two fingers inside of her. Twisting and turning them to get the angle just right, he was merciless in his pleasuring. Her toes and fingers gripped the granite harder upon the realization that he wasn’t letting up. She was so sensitive that it didn’t take him long to elicit another orgasm from her. To her amazement he pulled back but continued to slowly thrust his fingers in and out of her. When he removed them and brought them up to her clit, she shook her head back and forth in denial. He wouldn’t. He did.

Pressing his fingertips firmly against her clit, he used her cream and rubbed the bundle of nerves in a circular motion. It was too much, but she knew what would happen if she moved. She tried to even out her breathing, which only made her inhalations shallower. She stared at the ceiling and tried to think of something else so she could control the overloading sensations, but she started seeing bursting lights and got a bit lightheaded.

“Do you like coming, Jessica?” It was a trick question. She loved having orgasms, but this many in a row was almost too painful. “Your pussy is opening and closing all on its own, as if it’s searching for my cock. I like that you’re giving me the cream I need and I find I’m still thirsty. We shall satisfy each other.”

Jessie felt her eyes tear up as Gavin spilled more coffee over her clit, indicating he would have his cream. She curled her toes and gripped the counter to prevent herself from moving away when his mouth closed over her clit once more. He suckled her nub gently and torturously slow. Her mouth parted in a silent scream when he used three fingers to penetrate her entrance. The walls of her pussy closed around him, trying to keep him inside of her. It was useless and when he timed his suckling to his thrusts, he didn’t give her an option of
not
coming. Her body exploded once more.

“I-I can’t—”

“Jessica,” Gavin said, pulling away from her to speak. “Did you just say something?” To make his point that Jessie wasn’t in control, he brought his thumb up to continue manipulating the bundle of overly sensitive nerves until her inner thighs were shaking and she felt another tear fall. “You can and will orgasm as many times as I desire to make you. Shall I show you?”

Jessie lost track of time as Gavin proceeded to do just that. Her clit was like an electrical switch and the moment he touched it, currents ran through her body and ignited multiple explosions until she was screaming his name over and over. Her hair was stuck to the side of her face, whether from tears or perspiration she didn’t know, and exhaustion had claimed her by the time he’d had his fill of her cream. She thought it was because he was out of coffee, but she didn’t have the energy to look. What did surprise her was when he finally pulled her up and onto his lap. His cock was covered in latex and even though she was more than lubricated with her own bodily fluids, her pussy stretched to accept his width.

“Arms around my neck,” Gavin ordered, taking over and tucking her knees onto the stool around him. “Now grind your clit into my pelvic bone.”

Jessie wasn’t coming again, no matter how much he wanted her to. Gavin thought this angle would work, but she had nothing left in her. She rested her head against his shoulder, knowing he wouldn’t agree with her while proceeding to show her otherwise. She closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the fullness he created inside of her and the warmth of his arms. His hand pressed firmly on her back and made her breasts flush with his chest, although she was able to keep herself tucked into him. In a very gradual and deliberate movement, he used his right hand on her hip to guide her.

“Take your pleasure from me, Jessica,” Gavin murmured against her temple. She did as he asked, not sure if she did so to follow his orders and forgo a spanking that would have it hard for her to sit this evening or if she just wanted to keep this tender bubble that surrounded them intact. “Wrap your arms around my neck and let your body guide you.”

Jessie did just that and snuggled deeper into him, her body awakening slowly while sustaining the gentleness and affection she needed. His warm fingers stroked her back while he pressed his soft lips to her neck. How was it that at times she craved inflexibility from him and other times this mild mannered lovemaking? She shut off her thoughts and continued to grind leisurely against him, soaking in all of his caring caresses and needing to feel more of this side of him. Her clit was beginning to feel almost painful from too much stimulation and she pulled back slightly.

“Don’t,” Gavin warned, nipping the sensitive flesh in the curve of her neck and shoulder. “I promise that you can come again. Do this for me.”

Jessie held on to him tighter and forced herself to keep circling her hips so that her clit would feel the abrasion of his heated skin. She was so overly sensitive that the throbbing felt like needles being inserted everywhere, yet somehow that sped her closer to the unwanted orgasm she feared would physically break her. She dug her fingers into his back, clinging to him and needing something more. Her pussy was snug tight around him and with each movement the nerve endings at her entrance were stimulated, which caused her clit to swell even more. Her body could only take so much and he wanted more from her. The moment she felt the swell of her orgasm, a sob bubbled up at the devastating release that shook her body.

“That’s my girl,” Gavin whispered, gathering her closer and securing her in his embrace. Her pussy squeezed his cock over and over, unable to stop. She felt his shaft swell and was aware that he’d also claimed relief, but her teeth had started to chatter. Her entire body was experiencing the same thing and the tremors that overtook her voluntary movements were soothed by his strokes. She couldn’t stop this tidal wave that he’d unleashed. “Relax into it and breathe. I’ve got you.”

Gavin’s words and rich tone were like a beacon she mentally gravitated toward. Jessie wasn’t sure how long the spasms continued and she didn’t care. He was holding her in such a way that she felt like she was one of those little fragile china cups that she used to play with and he was treating her with the adoration and care that was warranted. His lips were still pressed against her neck and his arms were wrapped around her waist as she was finally able to relax into him. She felt as if nothing could get to her here in his arms. She was protected from anyone and anything. She knew what she felt, but she wasn’t sure he would have given it the same name she did. He made her feel loved and after having given him everything she was capable of giving, she didn’t question her love for him—that included the light and the dark. What she did doubt was whether or not he would see what was before him.

Chapter Thirty-One