Exposed: Book 2 MAC Security Series (6 page)

“Shit, man.” I leaned back in the chair, blowing out a breath. “I didn’t even tell her about Serena.”

“Thought as much.” I flicked my eyes to his, knowing that he didn’t like this one bit. “What you gonna do?”

“Watch her? Keep tabs on her?” That was all I could do. I needed to treat it like any other case. Treat her like any other suspect and not as my wife. Ex-wife. Was she even that? She still hadn’t signed the papers so technically we were still married. I needed to get that shit sorted, and soon.

“You think she’s involved in all of this?” He asked, waving his hand to the board in the main room.

“I don’t know, after what happened with her dad?” I shook my head. “I’d like to think not.”

Nodding, he leaned forward. “Forget who they are, forget about how Kay might feel about it. You need to work this case like you would any other.”

He raised his brow as I said, “I know.”

“Those girls are still out there,” he reminded me.

I needed to keep that in the front of my mind. Whatever was going on in my life, there were still girls out there who had been taken and we didn’t have a clue where they were or who had taken them.

“Now, we need to sort a meeting out. All of us, gather all the information that we’ve all got and go over it all together. We need to find them.”

“Thursday,” I murmured. “Compound at nine.”

“See you then.” He nodded.

I pushed up out of the chair and pulled the door open, walking through the precinct and handing the homeless man a couple of bucks before I left.

I had to sort this with Kay and then I could focus on the case.

Me and Kitty spoke for a couple of hours before she had to get back to the warehouse. She apologized over and over again for not telling me, breaking some kind of girl code, she kept saying.

I understood, for how upset and angry that I had been, I really did understand why she hadn’t told me. It wasn’t her place; it was none of their places.

If someone had told Ty about my past I wouldn’t have liked it, so I was sure that he wouldn’t have either.

It wasn’t that I was jealous. Well…Okay, maybe I was a little jealous. She had him in a way that I never would and that was harder to swallow than I liked to admit.

The fact that they thought it was only Daley that was behind it really annoyed me. Don’t get me wrong, it was totally possible that it was him. But to just push aside the possibility that it could be her as well? That wasn’t what we should be doing, we should be looking at all avenues and making a decision that was based on facts, not on personal feelings.

My head was spinning and when Kitty went back to the warehouse, I went out to the porch swing. I loved coming out here, the air that swept through the trees calmed me, but at the same time, I felt safe sitting out here while still being in the middle of the compound.

I sat on the swing for over half an hour before I heard the whirl of the compound gates opening. Seeing Ty’s truck pull up outside the warehouse had butterflies swarming in my stomach. He stepped out of his truck, his eyes finding mine immediately. I smiled, letting him know that I was good.

His face was taken over by the smile that he returned as he sauntered toward me. His jeans pulling at all the right places on his legs and his arms straining in the sleeves of his t-shirt. I was fascinated with watching him walk, it was such a small thing and something that I never thought I would find mesmerizing. But I did.

“We need to talk,” he said as he walked up the steps. Nodding, I moved over on the swing, making space for him.

“Yeah, we do.”

“Look, I know that it ain’t easy.” He pulled his hat off his head and leaned forward, his arms resting on his legs. “But we need to find those girls.”

“We do.” I nodded and placed I my hand on his back. “It’s just that we need to explore all possibilities. We don’t know what’s going on, and I know that she’s your wife-”

“She’s not my wife,” he growled and turned to me.

“Okay.” I swallowed, my hand rubbing his back unconsciously. “But-”

“No, Kay.” He sat up and turned, his hand coming up to cup my face. “Whatever happens, know that I’m on your side. I will always be on your side. You’re it for me, sweetheart.”

I swallowed at the intense look in his eyes. “Always?”

“Yeah, always,” he whispered, his eyes dipping to my lips.

“Let’s just find those girls,” I said, my chest rising and falling harder as he stared at me.

“Yeah.” His eyes flared and I tracked his tongue as it came out to lick his lips. We both moved closer and met half way.

Moaning when his lips met mine, my hand fluttered up to his arm, clutching at his bicep. He was soft at first, testing, teasing. His hands moved down to my butt, deepening the kiss as he pulled me onto his lap, his erection digging into my hip.

I did that, I made him feel like this. There was no feeling in the world like that, knowing that you were wanted.

Sparks flew as his tongue met mine, he gripped my butt harder as he stood, my legs wrapping around his waist automatically. I felt my skirt rising up my thighs but I didn’t care, instead I just held on tighter.

Pulling back slightly, I murmured. “We have to get Eli in an hour.”

“Then we better make use of that hour.” He smirked, pushing open the door and flipping the lock behind us.

He lay me down on the couch, his hands running down the length of my legs.

“Are we not going upstairs?” I asked, the heat on my face rising at the thought of doing it here. Anyone could walk over at any time, look through the windows and see what we were doing.

I watched his chest lift with his hard breaths, my eyes taking in the length of him. He was magnificent, chiseled to perfection and when he pulled his hands to the edge of his t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head, I couldn’t stop the groan that came out.

He crouched down and rested on his knees, gripping my legs and spinning me around. Goosebumps trickled over my whole body as he caressed my skin and pushed my skirt up to my waist.

“Not enough time,” he said, his voice deepening with his lust. He pulled my legs open and looked down, his eyes almost turning black with arousal.

“Ty,” I croaked as he moved his hand around to my bare butt, bringing me even closer to him.

“Fuckin’ perfect,” he said on a breath, bringing his nose between my legs and inhaling. “You won’t be needing those.” He smirked and ripped my panties clean off me and threw them over his shoulder.

His eyes didn’t leave mine as he leaned down, his tongue licking the length of me. I relished in the feel of his fingers that were holding onto me with a bruising grip.

My hand went straight to his head, gripping his hair. I didn’t know whether I wanted to push him away or pull him closer.

“Ty…It’s too-”

“Watch me,” he said when he pulled back.

I squeezed my eyes tight, not wanting to see what he was doing.

“Sweetheart…” He chuckled. My eyes clashed with his when I opened them. “Watch. Me.”

I watched as his tongue came out and he licked me from top to bottom, the sensation out of this world. But coupled with watching him do it, made it all the more intense. His mouth closed over my clit, taking my nub and sucking.

“Oh, oh…”

He groaned, the sensation vibrating through me. His licks becoming longer and faster, sucking every few licks to soak up my juices. Squirming, I couldn’t get enough, thrusting to meet his licks, while pulling on his hair.

“I…I’m close,” I gasped.

He sucked harder, pulling me even closer and moaned, the vibrations throwing me over the edge. I threw my head back as I moaned his name, my back going ramrod straight as the orgasm ripped through me.

I didn’t get the chance to catch my breath as he pushed inside me, slowly. Making me feel every inch of him. I met his eyes as he pulled all the way out and pushed back in again.

His head tilting back as he groaned my name.

I could feel every ridge of him as he pushed back in. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled him closer. My nails digging into his tense ass as he hit that sweet spot.

“I can never get enough of you,” he gasped, pushing back in, faster this time. I clenched as he hit that spot again, knowing that it wouldn’t be long before another orgasm rolled through me.

“Ah, fuck. I can’t last much longer when you do that,” he said as my pussy clenched around him again.

I giggled at the look on his face, I could tell that he was holding back. I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted him to go faster, harder.

“Fuck me.”

“What?” He stopped thrusting, looking down at me with wide eyes.

“I said. Fuck. Me.”

“Sweetheart-”

“No.” Shaking my head, I gripped his butt harder. “I won’t break Ty, Fuck me. Hard.”

“Are you sure?” His Adam’s apple bobbed as he looked at me, his eyes moving to where we were connected.

“Yeah,” I clenched around him again. Closing his eyes, his arms tensed beside me.

When he opened them back up, they were full of desire, even more than before. He moved his hand to my hip, the other leaning on the couch beside me, getting the traction that he needed before he rammed inside of me.

So hard and fast that I squealed. My pussy clenched around him again, this time for longer as sparks started to fly. I nodded to urge him on when he stopped, asking if I was okay. My eyes fluttered shut from all the sensations.

Pumping inside of me, each time hitting that spot, meant it didn’t take long before I was screaming his name for a second time.

“Fuck, Kay.” He groaned, pulsing inside me as he found his release. He leaned forward his face burrowing into the crook of my neck.

We stayed like that for several seconds until I looked down and couldn’t hold in the giggle that bubbled up my throat.

“What?” He lifted his head, smiling at me.

“I’m still dressed.” I smirked.

Chuckling, he pulled back. “I can change that.” He wiggled his brows up and down.

“Ty…” I snorted. “It’s nearly time to get Eli.”

“Tonight,” he said, pulling out slowly.

A promise, not a question.