In Too Deep by R.W. Shannon

sensation it caused but failed. She reached between her legs and stroked him with her thumb. Maybe she was overthinking things, but that was a part of her personality she couldn’t shut off. He lifted his hands to cup her face and to tilt it slightly so she was looking at him.
    “Then let’s talk,” he said. “What do you want?”
    “I want you, but with a less unethical job.”
    He chuckled. “I can do that.”
    “Really?”
    “I’ll just need time to figure out what I want to do next. And there’s one mission I need to complete.”
    She frowned. “What’s that?”
    “To find Sarah’s killer and make him pay for what he’s done.”
    “The police can—”
    He shook his head. “This is above what the police can do. Unless you’ve walked in my shoes, you can’t begin to understand this world.”
    Analeigh nodded. He was right. She didn’t, couldn’t understand his world. Yet she didn’t know what it would take for her to be comfortable with it. And what if she never could? Blake leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers.
    “I love you,” he whispered. “You just have to trust me.”
    “I do trust you. And love you. Sometimes, I don’t think you can fully trust me.”
    “You’re right. I promise to work on that.”
    “And I’ll try to accept what you do, for now.”
    He leaned back and smiled. “Does that mean you’re my woman now?”
    She laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever stopped.”
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Sixteen
     
    For Blake to label the last few months without Analeigh hell would be an understatement. He understood her reservations about moving forward. Truth be told, he had them too. But now that he had her in his arms again, he wasn’t about to let her go. Tilting her face to his, he touched his lips against hers. The softness of Analeigh’s mouth sent a shiver down his spine, which settled into his crotch. Blake threaded his kiss with every shred of emotion he could. His goal was not that Analeigh simply knew he loved her, but felt it in every fiber of her body. She pressed her body against his. The signal he’d come to know as her wanting him. Now.
    Blake gathered her in his arms, then twisted her around so that he was on top of her. He gently parted her thighs and guided his hard dick inside her. His movements were slow and steady as he took his time to devour every inch of her body. Analeigh trembled in his arms. Whoever he was before he met Analeigh was a moot point. That cold-blooded assassin that he once was began to dissolve with each thrust. Would heaven have mercy on him and forgive him for the lives that he’d taken? Maybe. Maybe not. Why was the line between right and wrong so thin?
    His heart felt heavy. All he wanted was to give her a safe place to raise their family. But was that even possible?
    The walls of her pussy contracted around his dick like a fist. He reared back to shove his length inside her moist, warm core. Analeigh moaned and arched her hips into his. Her legs widened, giving him deeper access to her. Blake briefly closed his eyes. When he opened them to stare down at her, her dark irises sparkled like that Shanghai sky. After Sarah’s murder, Blake never thought he’d find another soul mate. Once again, the universe had proven him wrong. The sensation of her body against his began to overtake him.
    The crescendo in his thrusts caused the mattress to sway. Together, they rode the wave of it. This time, he wasn’t going to ruin things by climaxing first. Analeigh clutched him tightly. He knew by the slight curl of her lips. The expression of wonder that flashed in her eyes before she glanced away that she was going to come. Her nose wrinkled. Her lips parted as she released his name on a puff of air. Suddenly, she shuddered beneath him. Her chest heaved while she struggled to regain her breath.
    With his own orgasm bearing down on him, Blake shifted gears. His pelvis slammed into hers, putting an arch in her back,