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CODY’S POV
Imessaged Stark back to let him know I had everything under control. Of course I did, what the hell did he think was going to happen? There was a reason he picked me as team leader on this project, and it was because he knew I could do this job with my eyes closed. I was that good.
Actually, he chose me because he knew I had a history with Billie––not any details of course. As far as I was aware, no one ever found out about our little secret sordid, hot as hell, affair. The fact that we were on the same team was enough for him. He just wanted someone he could trust and who had had a rapport with Billie.
Little did he know, communication was probably our one and only down fall. We didn't exactly do much talking. We never really needed to. And she sure as shit didn't say a word before she vanished. Transferred to some other department, that was what we were told, but that never cut it for me. It didn't seem like she would just go without saying goodbye. Something happened. I never got to know what exactly had transpired six years ago, but now I could maybe dig for details.
Truth be told, I'd tried to find out over the years. More than once, I'd checked online to see if I could find any sign of where she might be, but nothing. That didn't surprise me. She wasn't one of those people who wanted the world to know anything about her. It came as a massive shock to me when Stark told me she had a kid in tow. I guess I just kinda hoped that she was hanging on for us to potentially get back together one day. Like her life had been put on hold, just waiting for me to come back into it. Stupid, I know. Of course that wasn't going to be the case.
I headed to the front door to hunt for any sign of Jasper and Phoenix, who were currently wolfing it around, scanning the area. We'd all decided that it was much better for us to shift when we were on the lookout because of our incredible sense of smell. Any new scents would be picked up way faster than if we were human.
The only person who didn't have the ability to shift was of course, Billie, but she would not be pushed to one side. She was keeping a lookout whether we liked it or not. Actually, I liked it a lot. It really made me smile. She was still the same old stubborn Billie, even after all this time. There was some comfort in that.
"Everything okay?" Grant asked from behind me, making me jump a little. "You look a little stressed out. Is everything alright, buddy?"
"Oh yeah, just checking on you guys." I offered him a one-shouldered blasé shrug. "Stark just checked in, and I wanted to be sure that we are all set, for tonight at least."
"Well, me and Joey just saw Jasper, and he said everything is good." That was the moment I realized Joey was in the room as well, building Lego with Grant. "I don't think there is anything you need to worry about."
I nodded slowly. I was feeling a little aimless, like I had nowhere to go, which was dangerous, especially now I was pretty sure that Billie was alone. I'd been thinking about her non stop, even more so since she'd walked through the door into the safe house. She looked better than ever, hotter than she ever had, which was honestly an impossible thought not so long ago. She was just gorgeous.
And when we locked eyes in the bathroom earlier…
"Okay, well, I'm just going to..." I didn't finish that sentence, my feet already moving of its own accord. The need to find her was overwhelming. I didn't know exactly what I was going to do, and more than that, I definitely didn't want Grant to know. He had no idea about my history with Billie, and I wasn't about to drag that up––not when I didn't need to. No, he was busy with Joey.
My pulse pounded as I headed back towards the stairs. If I was ever going to get a moment alone with Billie, it was now, and I needed to take full advantage of that opportunity. I took the steps two at a time in my sheer desperation to see her, excitement bubbled and boiled in the pit of my stomach. I honestly didn't even know what I was going to say to Billie when I laid eyes on her. I would have to have some decent reason for turning up like this...
Oh!But the moment my foot hit the top stair, she was there, standing outside her bedroom door in just a robe. Holy shit, did she have any idea how gorgeous she was all wet like that? Every cell in my body reacted to her. It was as if we hadn't been apart for even a second the last six years.
"Cody?" I couldn't help but notice her robe falling apart just a little. Shit, my shaft started to twitch with need. I was already rock hard which wouldn’t make this an easy, straight-forward conversation. It was bad enough as it was.
"Yeah, Billie, hi." Fuck, anything sensible that I wanted to say went flying out of my head completely. My wolf was scratching at my mind, almost turning me into an animal. "Err, how's it going? Is everything alright? Anything you need... whatever..."
I raked my fingers desperately through my hair. Didn't I used to be smooth? Wasn't that one of the things that attracted Billie to me in the first place? Now I was about to fall the hell apart because of her. There was no coolness in me at all.
"Yes, I'm fine. I was just going to..." She pointed towards her room, but didn't slip inside, which was a good sign. She didn't want to leave me.
"You seem tense, Billie." I cocked my head to one side and examined her closely. I hadn't really been near enough to her to see the stress etched across her expression. This wasn't like Billie at all, this situation had to be getting to her more than I thought. Shit, I needed to be better for her. "Is there anything you need?"
She paused for a second and shook her head. "No, I don't think so. It's just this whole situation makes me tense. I haven't slept since we got here."
"You haven't slept?" I furrowed my brows. "That's not good. You do know that you're okay here, with us? We're going to look after you."
She sighed heavily. "I know. I know, I get it. It isn't like I don't trust you or anything. It's just hard for me to let go of control when I have some really scary people after me. The things that they have done to other soldiers..."
As her head hung low, it felt like the most natural thing in the world to step forward and to hold her. Of course I'd held her a number of times, but it wasn't so much like this. It wasn't in a comforting way, just in a 'let's strip each other down' kinda way. But she didn't need that right now. Not when she was so worked up.
"I understand," I half whispered in what I hoped was a comforting way. "I completely get why you're so worried. I would be too if I was in your position, and I don't even have a child." Mentioning Joey made her stiffen. I was trying to calm her not make the situation worse. "But he's safe with Grant right now, so don't worry,” I added for good measure.
She sniffed a little and stepped back from me. But this time, as her eyes met mine, I noticed something new there, but also something all too familiar. Desire. The physical connection between us both obviously sparked that flame all over again.
Oh shit, would it be weird for anything to happen between us right now? My whole body felt like it was dipping into a seriously warm ocean, and the fizzing of excitement careered through my veins. It was hard to keep myself under control.
"Do you want to come to my room for a moment?" Billie asked me breathlessly. My God, I'd missed that voice. How the hell had I even lived the last few years without her in my life? There was no one quite like Billie. "So we can... talk."
I nodded, knowing that there would be absolutely no chance to talk at all. Neither of us wanted that. We needed to explore that chemistry that had always surged between us and forget everything else that was going on around us.
Her room didn't look like it did when we first made it up for her. It had clothes scattered on the floor and products all over the night stand. Very Billie. I couldn't stop myself from smiling at how familiar this all felt.
By the time I caught Billie's eyes once more, her robe had fully fallen apart. I didn't know if this was on purpose or not, but the effect it had on me was instantaneous. Desire overcame me, it was like a tsunami hitting me, I couldn't keep away from her however hard I tried. I strode wide, closing the gap between us, and scooped her up in my arms, pulling her closer to me.
Billie's eyes widened like saucers, but the moan that flew out of her lips was so flooded with desire I knew she wanted me to claim her with my lips.
Oh wow! Fireworks exploded within me as I crashed my lips to hers. My hand rested on the small of her back as the all too familiar passion flowed through us both. I might have kissed other women in my time, but they have always paled in comparison. Fuck, this woman, she's amazing.
I pulled her closer to me as the kiss deepened. I could feel every inch of her pressed up against me as my tongue snaked between her lips. Every peak, every dip of her body, set my skin alight. I was drowning in the flames of bliss.
All of a sudden, the passion got way too much for me. I couldn't handle it any longer. I pushed her back up against the nearest wall so I could roll myself between her hips. I wanted her to know just how turned on I was because of her.
"Fucking hell, Cody," she just about managed to breathlessly say as my lips moved off of hers and down over the exposed flushed skin of her throat. "That feels so..."
She couldn't even finish her sentence. I liked that. There was something so electrifying about turning this woman on. I couldn't get enough. I even continued to move my lips downwards towards her rock hard nipples because they were aching for me, calling out for me. And it was a call I needed to answer.
I damn near lost my mind as her nipple popped between my lips. I tugged and teased until the sounds that were coming out of her mouth were intoxicating. Billie's hands knotted up in my hair, and she pulled every time it felt good. Ooh, it might have been a little bit painful, but I liked it way too much to care.
My hands slowly edged down her body, resting on her hips for a couple of moments as I embraced the vibrations running through her. Her foot flew backwards and pressed up against the wall, which I just knew meant she was aching for me––yearning to be touched in the way I knew best.
I didn't just slip my fingers between her thighs though. No, that wasn't enough. I fell to my knees at the same time and grazed my lips up the skin of her hyper sensitive legs. I wanted every inch of her to be affected by me.
By the time Billie could feel my hot breath streaming along her core, and she knew that my tongue was coming for her, my fingers had plunged within her. Mmm, the feel of her soaking wet, warm insides, combined with her intoxicating sweet scent, was almost too much for me. It was a good job that I was on my knees or I might have been too weak to remain standing. I was jelly all over.
"Oh wow, Cody," Billie moaned in a voice that really was reminiscent of six years ago. It sent a powerful shudder racing down my delighted spine. "That feels so good. Don't stop, I need more from you. So much more."
Holy shit, that was just another thing that I adored about Billie. She was never too shy to tell me what she wanted. I hated not knowing what people wanted from me. I responded so much better to outspoken people.
So, I rewarded her by finally giving her what I knew she wanted from me. Not that I had held back as much as I would have liked to. I wanted to tease her until she just couldn't handle it anymore, to remind her of how good things could be, but it was too much for me. She was too much for me. I kinda held on to the hope that this wouldn't be the only chance I got to be with her.
I brushed my tongue lightly over her clit, tasting her just the tiniest bit. Immediately, Billie bucked her hips, she groaned with need and desperation. I cupped her ass in my hands because I could feel how badly she needed me.
Then it became an onslaught of pleasure. I was a mad man on a mission. I alternated between tracing patterns of desire over her most sensitive nub, and burying my tongue deep inside of her. I hoped that no one was on the same floor of the house as us because the screams of pleasure flying out of Billie's mouth were wild. My God, how did we manage to keep things a secret before?
It didn't take me long, because I was still so familiar with her body, to have her on the knife edge of desire. I tickled her until she couldn’t hold it in any longer, until she exploded on my tongue. Her whole body bucked and shuddered, the orgasm ricocheted in her body. Every bit of her that was filled with tension before uncoiled like a spring––Billie had finally been set free of the stress. Thank goodness.
The ebbs and waves of pleasure continued to flow through Billie as I rose to my feet. I couldn't get enough of her, I couldn't wait to kiss her again. Only this time, as I crashed my lips to hers, Billie's fingers were all over me. She was trying her best to unbuckle me, to set me free, but that wasn't the easiest thing to do when I was rock hard, straining against the material of the pants. I honestly wasn't quite sure how she did it, but soon I was free. In her delicate hand, her sweet soft fingers.
Thank goodness she didn't spend too long stroking me though, or I might have exploded there and then. She angled me into her so finally I could get what I wanted. Oh God, this was what I needed, this was everything I needed. To be honest, this was the reason I was so keen to work with Billie because I knew this spark would always be there. This fire, this chemistry was never going to go anywhere.
I buried myself in her, thrusting so deep that my head span like crazy. The post orgasmic bliss was still coursing through her body, so she was pulsing around me, coaxing the orgasm from me, making me feel so damn good it hurt.
I was not going to be able to contain myself, not a chance. Every time I thrust and our bodies clapped together, I lost myself more and more. I lost my head, I felt like I was spinning in space, it was absolutely phenomenal.
Yeah, this was exactly where I needed to be, in this woman's arms, I was going to have to find a way to make sure I didn't let her go again. I didn't fight hard enough when she ran away from me last time, I let it happen. But not again, no way. This was our second chance, wasn't it? And I was not about to fuck it up.
By the time I exploded, I didn't want to let her go. I clung to Billie just as hard as she was clinging to me, and it was powerful. We locked ourselves in a little bubble for a little while and I never wanted to break free from it. I leaned my head on her chest and listened to her thundering heart. That was all for me, each beat of her heart was all for me. I slid my eyes closed and just held her for a moment.
But eventually, I could feel that Billie wanted to pull back, so I forced myself to do so. I knew I had to take this at her pace. Just because I was willing to jump in with both feet because I hadn't really let go of what happened six years ago, didn't mean she was the same way. Of course her life had changed, in more ways than one.
"I think, err... I better get dressed." Billie's cheeks flamed as she pulled her robe tightly around her. All the magic that was in the air only a moment ago was long gone now. "I need to go and check on Joey. See that he's okay with Grant, you know."
"Right, of course," I responded firmly, because I did understand. "Yeah, well, I will get out of your way, and maybe talk to you soon. Whenever you need."
She said nothing as I backed away to the door, she wouldn't even look at me. Shit, this didn't feel good. I wasn’t sure what was on her mind now, and the worst thing was I couldn't hang around to find out. Not without getting on her nerves, and that was the last thing I wanted to do.
All I could do was leave, even if I really didn't want to.