Page 79 of Ruining His Smirk

His deep laughter rumbled in my ears. Oh, how I missed that. Garrett stopped walking and took my mouth again as he rocked against me. Having his solid body flush against mine was a feeling like no other. I wanted to lose the layers of clothing that were preventing me from putting my hands on his bare skin. He bit my lower lip, sending a zing of pleasure through my veins. When he broke the kiss, he tilted my chin up with one gloved finger and said, “Your dick is a national treasure, darlin’. More important than the skeleton.”

I giggled.

“There’s a small one-bedroom research cabin that is used for sound-sensitive projects. There. See that shack?” He pointed toward a tiny cottage.

“Did you manage to get access?”

He held up a key for me triumphantly.

“What did you tell the Chief?” I asked, amused, as we hurried to the cabin. “I mean he knows you’re no scientist and there aren’t any sound-sensitive projects planned.”

“I told him I needed to fuck you.”

* * *

As soon as we entered the cottage and closed the door behind us, Garrett took off his gloves and threw them down. The cabin was heated and someone had kindly left a light on, but I didn’t get a chance to look beyond the entry. Garrett pushed me against the wall and held my face in his hands. “I want to make you come in your pants.”

Oh, hell. I whimpered.

“Or maybe suck that pretty cock of yours. But I’m too impatient today. I think I’ll stuff you full with my cock.” Hedragged his lips down my throat. “Would you like that, Dr. Braddock?”

“Garrett…” I moaned.

He started undoing my parka buttons, almost tearing them off in his hurry. I returned the favor by opening his. We barely managed to kick off our boots and get out of all the outer layers before he was back attacking my mouth. There was a small kitchenette area beside me, and I think I spotted a door off to the side, but that’s all I could glimpse. Without breaking the kiss, I moved backward until I hit a wall.

When we came up for air, Garrett pulled my shirt off. He looked down at my bare torso for a long moment. While his gaze moved over me, I drank in the sight of him. I thought he had grown even more attractive since I’d last seen him.

“It’s been two very long months without you, sweetheart.”

“So long,” I agreed.

“Do you have it in?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

I nodded. “Just for you. Been thinking of you every time I moved.”

“Fuck.”

He grabbed both my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand. I arched my back against the wall and tested his grip. His eyes darkened. His grip tightened around them, immobilizing me and displaying his full strength and, oh dear Lord, I was going to come in my pants before he had touched me properly. He hadn’t even undressed.

“Show me.” He turned me around until my face was pressed against the cold wall and pinned my wrists again. With his other hand, he yanked down my pants and underwear in one go. I kicked them off and sent them skidding across the floor until I stood naked except for my socks, my breath coming in harsh pants and my heart pounding in my chest.

He traced a finger over the curve of my ass and then over the butt plug. I moaned wantonly. Precum seeped down my erect dick.

“Gonna take this out and fuck you, okay?”

“Yes, please.”

I heard him undo his fly and then I felt the plug being slowly pulled out. I shivered and arched my back further, begging him with my body to take me.

“Lube?” I panted.

“I’ve got it in my pocket.”

I snorted. There was a moment’s pause and then he draped himself over me.

“What’s so funny?” he murmured as he slid three well-lubed fingers into my hole.

I gasped with pleasure.