After Midnight: (A Penguin Special from Signet Eclipse) (Killer Instincts)

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Author: Elle Kennedy
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whole encounter all the more delicious, and even though she was kneeling in front of him, she’d never felt more powerful or feminine in her entire life.
    Abby leaned in and licked the tip of his cock, enjoying the immediate groan that escaped his mouth. She glided her tongue along his shaft until he was nice and slick, then curled her fingers around him and stroked. Another husky male groan echoed in the air, this one laced with frustration.
    When she peered up and glimpsed the impatience glittering in his eyes, she cast him an innocent smile. “Something wrong?”
    He grumbled. “What part of ‘your mouth, my dick’ didn’t you understand, sweetheart?”
    Her smile turned coy. “You’re so bossy tonight.”
    “You love it.”
    He was right. She did love his bossiness, and truth was, she wasn’t in the mood to tease him tonight. She’d been on edge all evening, in need of a swift, explosive release to make her forget about the brick walls they kept hitting during this mission. And just because she happened to be damn skilled at interrogating suspects didn’t mean she enjoyed doing it. Times like these, when she was required to drag out someone’s pain, she found herself longing for her old line of work. In and out—find the target, eliminate him, disappear.
    But she wasn’t a contract killer anymore, and most of the time she didn’t regret leaving her former boss Noelle to come to work for Morgan.
    And she certainly didn’t regret her decision to open her heart to Kane.
    Which made it very easy to open her
mouth
to Kane.
    She took him deep, sucking all the way to the base and moaning as his familiar masculine flavor infused her taste buds. She licked her way back up to the tip and swirled her tongue around his crown, then gripped his shaft as she tightened the suction of her mouth.
    “Christ. My favorite fucking thing, looking down and seeing your lips wrapped around me like that.” With a husky sound of contentment, Kane stroked her hair and rocked his hips into her face.
    They’d been married long enough for her to know precisely when he was getting close. She felt it now in the telltale pulses of his cock against her tongue, in the way his balls drew up tight and his hips moved faster, and she wasn’t surprised when he suddenly yanked her to her feet. Eager hands tugged at her clothing as his mouth slanted over hers in a reckless kiss.
    He had her naked in five seconds flat. Two seconds after that, she was sprawled on the bed while Kane seductively slid down her body. He spread her legs apart and hummed in approval when his hungry gaze fixed on her glistening folds.
    “So fucking pretty,” he murmured, sweeping his thumb over her. “I’ve been dying to do this ever since we got to Cairo.”
    She’d been dying for it too, but they’d been too busy chasing down leads and doing the job that the Cairo police and international task force couldn’t seem to do on their own. After days of searching for the ambassador’s son, this was the first time she and Kane were actually alone.
    She moaned when his lips closed over her clit. He suckled gently, and her hips shot off the bed, making him chuckle. “Heaven . . . you taste like heaven.” He always mumbled the same thing whenever he tasted her. “It won’t take you long at all tonight, will it?” Kane kissed his way down to her opening, his tongue darting out to dip into the moisture pooled there. “You’re so wet. Sensitive as hell,” he added, when the softest flick of his thumb on her clit made her entire body jerk.
    Abby shifted restlessly on the mattress. She was a bundle of nerves, ready to explode at the slightest provocation, and luckily her husband knew just what she needed. His mouth found that sensitive bud again, licking in fervor as he slid two fingers inside her and pumped them in time to the ministrations of his tongue.
    She came with a soft cry, instinctively grabbing his hair to keep his head in place, but there was hardly

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