Page 126 of What Started In Deception

He shrugged again. “I’d say we’re definitely swimming in the deep end of the gray area. Having a relationship with a cooperator is pretty frowned upon, but you’re not a typical cooperator, so…”

“I’m not going to tell anyone—or not anyone but Mac, but she thinks we’re sleeping together anyway.”

“I don’t plan to open my mouth either.” He slid his finger along her jaw, not loving that this was their conversation when they were lying here together like this. “I’m still going to have to work the case. I’m still obligated to investigate your family. You’ll have to let me know how you feel about that.”

“You know I haven’t liked this whole thing from the beginning, but I trust you, Ty.”

“I’m glad that you do.” He kissed her temples. “I think we should forget about the FBI and talk about you and me.”

She smiled when he snagged her ear with his teeth. “And what are we talking about?”

“A shower. Since our mess factor has you concerned.”

She raised her brow at him. “That sounds like it’ll lead to shower sex.”

He nodded. “You should probably count on it.”

She grinned. “If you come in me while we’re in the shower, I’m just going to get messy again.”

“That’s true. But it’s a vicious cycle that I can live with.”

She laughed as she shook her head. “What am I going to do with you?”

He grinned. “Take a shower with me for one.”

She rolled her eyes as she hugged him. “I really like this, Ty.”

He eased himself back to hold her gaze. “Me, too.”

Lydia opened her eyes in the early morning light as Ty pulled her closer against his naked body. She grinned as she felt his erection against her butt cheek. “This is quite a way to wake up.”

“Morning,” he said in his sleep-roughened voice next to her ear.

“Good morning.” She closed her eyes again as he took turns using the pads of his fingers to tease her nipples to hard points. “Mmm.”

“I take it this works for you,” he said as he pressed gentle kisses to her shoulder.

She hummed in her throat as she nodded. “It really does.”

His hand slid lower, lifting her leg to rest it on his outer thigh as he stroked his fingers against her, finding her bud. “Baby, you’re wet.”

She hummed again. “It’s all your fault.”

“I wish I could say that I’m sorry.” He kissed her shoulder again as he rubbed her in soft circles. “Should I keep going?”

She shuddered out a breath that turned into a moan as she turned her head to meet his hot gaze. “Yes, keep going. Definitely keep going.”

He darted his tongue into her mouth for a quick kiss as he kept his touch soft but moved his fingers faster. “Do you think you might come?”

Her stomach muscles quivered, and her hips jerked as she built quickly. “Yes,” she said again, but far breathier this time.

He added a little more pressure as he moved his fingers faster yet.

The rush of pleasure was swift and devastating as she bucked and cried out.

A grumble erupted in his throat as he kept her going, moving his fingers harder and faster, making her come again.

“Ty,” she choked out before she gasped for her next breath.