Execution Style Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Code 11-KPD SWAT #4)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Funny, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Code 11-KPD SWAT Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 74315 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
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He slowed to a stop, then slowly withdrew from my body with a groan.

Once again, the sound echoed off the room’s empty walls as he moved back and gave me room to turn over.

“Go to the middle of the bed,” he said, shucking his shirt and pants. “And lose your top.”

I sat forward and pulled my shirt off my body, tossing it across the room as I fell back into place.

He grinned and crawled up between my splayed thighs, prowling as he came.

His rigid cock bounced, the skin of his length, shiny with my wetness.

A bead of pre-come gathered on the tip, and I licked my lips, wanting to lick it so bad I could barely stay in place.

He moved too fast, though, fitting himself up between my thighs and sliding back in with no resistance whatsoever.

My mouth dropped open in a silent scream as he filled me, once again.

His beautiful blue eyes stayed locked on mine as he moved faster and faster.

My breasts jolted with each smack of hips. Each thrust moved me further and further up the bed until my head was hanging slightly off the other side.

“Harder?” He asked, studying my face.

I nodded. “Harder.”

He growled, ramping up his speed until the sharp smack-smack-smack of our bodies cheered us on.

“Oh,” I said when the first sings of my pending orgasm started to pour over me.

My nipples beaded, and my clit swelled.

My eyes narrowed to slits, and I stayed connected with him as his cock stroked my orgasm out of me.

“Yes,” I breathed, making his eyes clench shut tightly at the pleasure in my voice.

He grunted hard, muscles of his arms bunching on either side of my head.

Our heartbeats sped, and my voice left me as he started to release inside of me.

Long seconds later, I came back to earth with Miller collapsed on top of me, his sweaty, muscled body pinning me down between him and the mattress.

“We’re gonna make a mess on the new bed,” I said breathily.

He grunted.

“We’ll see about that,” he said, pushing his arms around my back and standing with me.

I squeaked as he stayed firmly inside of me as he walked us to the bathroom.

“Now we’ll break in the shower. The rest of the house happens tomorrow.”

I giggled and kissed his neck.

“That’ll be the day.”

***

Miller

I walked up the stairs to our apartment, thankful that it’d be the last night there.

Nothing against apartment living, but I was tired of living so close to people.

It gave me the creeps to have someone not just below me, but on either side of me, too.

“I’m surprised you didn’t somehow find a magical way to get all of our stuff over there,” Mercy said beside me.

I looked down at her, still just as much thankful now, seven hours after she’d been released from the bank, as the moment I’d witnessed it happening.

I wasn’t really sure what the hell happened with me.

All of a sudden, though, I just knew.

I knew she was going to have to be my wife, and I had to have it done right then and there, or everything wouldn’t be all right.

I admit, I’d overreacted, but I couldn’t help it. She just brought out a side of me that wasn’t very caring of anybody’s opinions but my own.

“That day will forever be ingrained inside my head. I don’t ever want to witness that again, feel what poured through me when I realized you were in there,” I said quietly.

She squeezed my hand. “I’m sorry, Miller. I wish I could take it back, make it not happen.”

“If it hadn’t happened, we wouldn’t know that Linda Moose was behind the whole thing,” Foster said from the top of the stairs.

He was leaning against the side of the door, one hand wrapped around a beer bottle, and the other scratching the back of his head.

“Wait,” I said, halting our forward momentum. “You’re telling me Linda was in on this, too?”

“Oh, it gets even better,” Foster said, swinging the door open wide.

As we stepped inside, I came to a halt at our front door, surprised to see not only the men from the SWAT team, but the chief, Mercy’s father, as well as a few of the men from Free.

Free was the organization that James belonged to, as well as Sam.

It all started when the unit Sam had been Captain of started to disband.

When they all retired from the army, they started a custom motorcycle shop. On the side, though, they had somewhat of an underground railroad where they helped women, children, and even some men, get free of abusive relationships.

They set them up with a new life, sometimes nearly all the way across the country from where they’d previously lived.

“What’s with all the cars?” Mercy asked at my back as she closed the door behind us. “You having a going away party in there?”

Foster snorted. “Actually, no.”

With that, he started gesturing to the men, and introduced the ones to Mercy that she didn’t know.

“This is Gabe, Max, and Jack. They’re all partial owners of the custom motorcycle shop, Free. They’re also aware of what I’m about to tell you.”

I blinked, surprised.

“And what would that be?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest and taking in the men.

“Sarah says that Linda was behind the murder of Faris Blue, too,” Foster explained, gesturing to a signed confession that was on the coffee table between us.

I bent down and picked it up, reading what Sarah said word for word.

“Holy shit,” I said, surprised. “What the fuck? How did we not see her?”

“Makeup. She also cut off all her hair. There’s nothing more than a buzz cut left,” Gabe said.

Gabe was Puerto Rican.

He had dark eyes, even darker hair, and a year round tan. The tats on his arms gave a ‘dark and deadly’ look to him, and I knew he was the first to catch Mercy’s attention.

She backed into me slowly, wary of all the men now filling the apartment.

Gabe was also a really good guy, something that I could tell easily in the year that I’d known him.


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