wetness was already
making her thighs slick.
Sam thrust himself inside her, pushing her up against the
wall. “I guess we’re two of a kind then.”
Desiree held on to him, enjoying the feeling of his body so
close to hers. She could do this all day, every day. They were still for a
moment. The sound of their breathing mixed with the artificial bird track
playing in the room. The wall was cold behind Desiree in contrast to Sam’s
warmth in front of her. She shivered.
“You cold?”
“How could I be?”
He cupped her ass cheeks and moved, slowly at first, then
faster. Desiree held on tight and wrapped her legs around him, arching her back
in order to feel him as deep as she possibly could. “Yes, that’s it. A little
harder.”
Sam groaned. “I like it when you tell me what you want.
Sometimes you seem so far away from me.”
Desiree didn’t answer. Instead, she pulled him closer. When
they were working, he was the one who stood on the other side of an
un-crossable chasm. This was the first time she’d felt so close to him in days.
This was the first time they’d been together when the assignment wasn’t first,
time they were technically stealing.
Sam worked on her and Desiree responded, letting all else
slip into the background. The sounds that were so loud a minute ago became
nonexistent as they moved together. Everything they were in France was washed
away and the only thing that mattered was the two of them there, in that
moment.
“I love being with you, Sam.”
He breathed deeply, holding onto Desiree as if everything
depended on them coming together in this semi-public place. “You are so good
for me,” he said. “You keep me connected to the real world. To life. I don’t
want to be like Reed. I can’t become him. You are saving me. Don’t you know
that?”
Desiree’s heart raced. With those words, Sam had given her
something she desperately needed. She needed to know she mattered to him as
much as he did to her.
Sweat broke through onto Sam’s forehead as they moved
faster. Desiree’s shoes fell from her feet as her toes curled. She moaned and
closed her eyes.
“Look at me, Dez. Open your eyes. I need to see your eyes.”
“Sam.” Desiree’s voice was throaty.
She didn’t have to say more. “Me too,” Sam said. His
strength was failing, but still he thrust into her strong and hard, bracing
against the wall.
Desiree cried out as she felt the first jolts of electricity
hit her. She slapped down, against the tiled wall, and tried to brace herself
for the explosion about to come.
Sam came violently, thrusting against her, trying to use the
wall for balance as Desiree’s body quaked against his. They held on to each
other, finally closing their eyes as Desiree relaxed against him.
She didn’t want to let go, becoming slowly aware they were
indeed, still in a public bathroom. Eventually, slowly, Sam let her go. She slipped
her feet back into her shoes and tried to smooth her dress.
Sam wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, playfully
biting her lip.
“You know we can’t stay in here.” Desiree said. “Someone
will eventually have to use the bathroom.”
Sam nodded. “I know.”
“Did you have an exit strategy?” She didn’t really want to
leave what felt like their secret hideaway, but it was inevitable. The evening
was going to have to end.
He smiled. “You know I do. My father used to tell me if you
act as if you belong, no one would question you. We’re going to walk out of
here as if both of us being in here is the most normal, everyday thing in the
world.”
Desiree had intended to talk to Sam about their future, but
was satisfied with the small nugget he’d given her. “And if that doesn’t work?
What’s going to happen if we open this door and the Police Nationale are
waiting for us?”
Sam smiled and moved a lock of unruly hair from Desiree’s
forehead, pushing it behind her ear. “Well, we’ll act as if we don’t know what
is going on and
making her thighs slick.
Sam thrust himself inside her, pushing her up against the
wall. “I guess we’re two of a kind then.”
Desiree held on to him, enjoying the feeling of his body so
close to hers. She could do this all day, every day. They were still for a
moment. The sound of their breathing mixed with the artificial bird track
playing in the room. The wall was cold behind Desiree in contrast to Sam’s
warmth in front of her. She shivered.
“You cold?”
“How could I be?”
He cupped her ass cheeks and moved, slowly at first, then
faster. Desiree held on tight and wrapped her legs around him, arching her back
in order to feel him as deep as she possibly could. “Yes, that’s it. A little
harder.”
Sam groaned. “I like it when you tell me what you want.
Sometimes you seem so far away from me.”
Desiree didn’t answer. Instead, she pulled him closer. When
they were working, he was the one who stood on the other side of an
un-crossable chasm. This was the first time she’d felt so close to him in days.
This was the first time they’d been together when the assignment wasn’t first,
time they were technically stealing.
Sam worked on her and Desiree responded, letting all else
slip into the background. The sounds that were so loud a minute ago became
nonexistent as they moved together. Everything they were in France was washed
away and the only thing that mattered was the two of them there, in that
moment.
“I love being with you, Sam.”
He breathed deeply, holding onto Desiree as if everything
depended on them coming together in this semi-public place. “You are so good
for me,” he said. “You keep me connected to the real world. To life. I don’t
want to be like Reed. I can’t become him. You are saving me. Don’t you know
that?”
Desiree’s heart raced. With those words, Sam had given her
something she desperately needed. She needed to know she mattered to him as
much as he did to her.
Sweat broke through onto Sam’s forehead as they moved
faster. Desiree’s shoes fell from her feet as her toes curled. She moaned and
closed her eyes.
“Look at me, Dez. Open your eyes. I need to see your eyes.”
“Sam.” Desiree’s voice was throaty.
She didn’t have to say more. “Me too,” Sam said. His
strength was failing, but still he thrust into her strong and hard, bracing
against the wall.
Desiree cried out as she felt the first jolts of electricity
hit her. She slapped down, against the tiled wall, and tried to brace herself
for the explosion about to come.
Sam came violently, thrusting against her, trying to use the
wall for balance as Desiree’s body quaked against his. They held on to each
other, finally closing their eyes as Desiree relaxed against him.
She didn’t want to let go, becoming slowly aware they were
indeed, still in a public bathroom. Eventually, slowly, Sam let her go. She slipped
her feet back into her shoes and tried to smooth her dress.
Sam wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, playfully
biting her lip.
“You know we can’t stay in here.” Desiree said. “Someone
will eventually have to use the bathroom.”
Sam nodded. “I know.”
“Did you have an exit strategy?” She didn’t really want to
leave what felt like their secret hideaway, but it was inevitable. The evening
was going to have to end.
He smiled. “You know I do. My father used to tell me if you
act as if you belong, no one would question you. We’re going to walk out of
here as if both of us being in here is the most normal, everyday thing in the
world.”
Desiree had intended to talk to Sam about their future, but
was satisfied with the small nugget he’d given her. “And if that doesn’t work?
What’s going to happen if we open this door and the Police Nationale are
waiting for us?”
Sam smiled and moved a lock of unruly hair from Desiree’s
forehead, pushing it behind her ear. “Well, we’ll act as if we don’t know what
is going on and
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