Sean grinned at the sexy auburn beauty. He’d faced dangerous enemies many times back in the CIA, but none more beautiful than Jena. “Our little hacker has fire, doesn’t she?”
“Call Mr. Knight. He can clear this all up.” Jena’s green eyes and curved shape—an hourglass with a little more on top than on bottom—fit his idea of perfection. Just right. “I’ve got his Skype number on all the computers.”
Like him, Dylan and Matt were curious about that revelation.
“You’ve been talking with Scott Knight?” Matt asked. “On Skype?”
She nodded. “Click on my contacts. His handle is TBK Prez1. He will validate everything I’ve told you.”
Sean clicked on the “Video Call” button for TBK Prez1. Two rings and then the image of a face—not Scott Knight’s—filled the screen.
“Fuck,” Dylan said.
Instantly the screen went black.
“My God. Was that Lunceford?” Matt asked.
“Lunceford? No. Scott Knight, of course,” Jena said.
“You’ve been duped, miss.” Dylan typed furiously on the keyboards, trying to save the system from a total wipe. Sean and Matt jumped on a couple of terminals, trying to do the same.
“What do you mean that I’ve been duped?” Jena stared at the dark monitors. She was either the best damn actress he’d ever seen or she was as shocked as they were.
Dylan continued trying to bring the system back up. “That was Kip Lunceford, not Scott.”
“Dead end here,” Matt told them.
“Here, too,” Sean added. The self-destruct sequence wiped out everything they could’ve used to get the viruses in TBK’s network removed. Fuck.
“What do you mean that wasn’t Scott Knight? What happened to my equipment?”
“I think you can remove the handcuffs, buddy.” Sean told Matt. Then he leaned forward and placed his cell’s screen in front of Jena. “Here’s a picture of Scott.”
Her eyes widened. “That can’t be him. It just can’t. I’ve been working for him for several months.”
* * * *
“This sure explains a lot.” Matt removed her cuffs.
Jena brought her hands to her front and began rubbing her wrists.
If he’d had any idea how gorgeous Robin Hood was, he would’ve worked even harder to find her, forgoing eating and sleeping.
Sean shook his head. “We have worked like dogs trying to get these attacks on TBK’s system shut down.”
“How can Kip Lunceford have a Skype account?” Sean asked.
“Hell, not just Skype. According to Jena, his calls came from inside TBK somehow. Any and all access should be impossible.” Matt sat back down at another terminal even though he doubted it would change a damn thing. “The creep is in a maximum security prison.”
“You haven’t seen his cell there. Thick Plexiglas. No visitors,” Dylan said. “The only thing that’s going to stop that fucker is a hole in the ground.”
Sean sighed. “He had one visitor, don’t you remember?”
Matt sure did. The Russian mobster.
“Guys, please clue me in,” Jena pleaded. “You really are with TBK?”
He turned to her. The panic showing in her green eyes hit him in the gut. She was innocent in all this. “Yes. We work for Two Black Knights. This guy is head of security.” He pointed at Dylan.
“Strange. Dylan Strange,” his former CIA lead told Jena.
“And this is Sean MacCabe,” Matt added, motioning to his friend. “I’m Matthew Dixon, but most people call me Matt.”
“I know. He’s Country Boy and you’re Tall Texan. Who is this Kip guy?”
“Kip Lunceford worked for TBK a long time ago,” Matt turned his chair around. “Have a seat, Jena. It’s a long story.”
She sighed and sat back in her chair.
Sean grabbed her hands. “Do you need a minute?”
She shook her head.
Matt knew Sean better than anyone. They were in sync about almost everything. It was clear to him that Sean liked what he saw in Jena. He felt exactly the same way.
“I’m sitting,” she said. “I’m ready for the whole truth.”
“Kip has been placing viruses inside the system for years,” he told her. “You’re just the latest person he’s used to accomplish his goal of tearing down the company.”
When he finished telling her the whole story about Kip, she looked down at her feet. “Damn, I was such a fool.”
“Don’t beat yourself up too much, Jena.” Matt wanted to wrap his arm around the sweet woman, hoping to make her feel better. But he didn’t. Even though she’d been a victim in all of this, he must keep his perspective. “Remember, he deceived everyone at TBK at one time.”
“He’s evil but he’s also a genius,” Sean added.
“You’re no dummy, Robin Hood.” Matt grinned, pointing to his chest. “Tall Texan knows. I’ve seen what kind of code you write.”
“Should we bother taking this stuff now?” Sean asked.
“We better,” Matt answered. “I doubt there’s anything salvageable, but back in Destiny at TBK Tower we can make sure.”
“I’m going to step out and call the Knights,” Dylan said, heading for the door. “They need to know what’s going on.”
As the door closed behind him, Sean stood and began unplugging the equipment. “Let’s load up and get out of here.” He turned to Jena. “You’re going with us.”
Sean kissed her again until her heart pounded in her chest like a jackhammer. “We want to share you, Jena. Tonight is all about you. Just relax and enjoy.”
Matt stepped in and crushed his lips to hers. Her whole body was tingling from being passed back and forth from one man to the other. She’d never experienced anything like this, but her feelings were so strong she couldn’t resist.
Sean leaned in and took her lips again. She melted into him as Matt kissed his way down her arm. They were making her feel so special, so beautiful, so…so warm.
Their hands wandered over her body. She felt Sean tug on the sheet until it fell off her upper half.
“Wow, your breasts are beautiful, Jena,” Sean said.
Matt released her lips and leaned back, his eyes drifting down. “You’re telling me.” He tilted his hazel gaze back to her eyes. “You’ve got to be the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“You’re just saying that,” she said with a smile. “You two sure have the lines, don’t you?”
“They’re not lines, sweetheart,” Matt told her. “You really are one in a million.”
“And we found her in Odessa, of all places,” Sean added. “Who would’ve thought such a sweet thing like Jena would’ve been there in the oil patch?”
Matt cupped her breasts, his hot hands causing a fresh bout of shivers to roll through her body. “Not me, but I’m sure glad we did find her.”
Sean feathered his lips along her back. “Me, too, buddy. Me, too.”
Every touch, caress, and kiss was raising the warmth and pressure inside her. She chewed on her lower lip, trying to ease her delicious suffering. Matt began sucking on her breasts and Sean continued kissing her skin. Her breaths halved until she was panting. She closed her eyes as every nerve ending seemed to fire inside her. Her nipples were taut and she sensed a line shoot down her body and to her clit, connecting the tiny bits of flesh into a circuit of want and need.
Sean tugged on the sheet again, removing it completely from her. Now she was completely naked, exposed to them in every way. They tossed their towels to the floor and she saw their cocks, which were both at least ten inches and so very thick.
Sean’s kisses moved down her body until he positioned his hot lips just within a breath of her pussy.
“Please,” she begged. “I need this.”
“So do I, baby. So do I.” His fingers threaded through her flesh, and she felt his mouth on her sex. His thumb pressed on her clit.
Matt’s mouth was keeping her upper half on fire and Sean’s was keeping her lower half molten. Quite the duo, and she loved every bit of their lovemaking.
“God, you taste so good.” Sean’s tone was lusty and possessive. “Give me all your cream, Jena. I want it.”
Matt teethed her nipples, delivering little shocks of pleasure. Her body burned, every inch of it. Her need expanded and her pussy and clit ached.
They moved her onto her side, Sean continuing to lick her into a frenzied state. Matt left her breasts and moved down her back, his mouth finding a new spot on her to torment. Her ass. She felt his tongue bathe her backside and she groaned, sending her hands into Sean’s hair. More shivers. More trembles. More everything. She was on fire as they licked on her pussy and ass.
“Come for me, Jena. Drown me with your sweetness.” Sean’s lusty talk was making her even wetter.
“Make us feel your orgasm, baby,” Matt said. “Every single shiver.”
Matt used his fingers to loosen her up back there.
Sean teethed her clit and sent his fingers past her swollen folds and into her pussy. The combination sent her over the edge and she came. The pressure released, washing through her like a warm wave.
Sean lapped up her moisture like a man dying of thirst.
Sensations soared through her as the climax rose, backed off, and rose again.
She clawed at Sean’s shoulders, trying to hold on to anything that would keep her still. But she couldn’t be still. Nothing inside her could be stilled. She was moving, thrashing, writhing between them, drunk on the ecstasy they were giving her.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” She panted over and over again. The release continued and she pounded her fists on the mattress. Never had she climaxed so strongly or completely. This was more than she’d ever felt with any man. Explosive and so intense. Now, she’d felt it with two. Together. In one bed. They had shared her. All that mattered was the heat of their mouths on her body.
Sean’s lips grazed her pussy lightly. “We’re going to make love to you, Jena, until you are fully sated and exhausted from pleasure.”