Code of Honor (Special Ops Book 7) by Capri Montgomery

Author:Capri Montgomery [Montgomery, Capri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-04T05:00:00+00:00

Trist Maloney ran his hand through his dirty blond hair. That woman was the woman of his friggin’ sex dreams. He had been looking at her since he got the first picture with clear instructions to wait before killing her. They, his payers, wanted to make sure they knew what she knew and who she talked to, so they wanted to wait on the kill. He knew it was coming; he just didn’t know when. Killing the gamer design guy had been easy but not fun. They wanted it to look like an accident so he made it look like one when in reality he would have preferred a bare hand kind of kill.

He hadn’t gotten the job to kill the senator though and a part of that had pissed him off until he found out why. They wanted him to do her and by do her he had his own vivid imagination on how he would do it.

Abigail was one delectably gorgeous woman. He had a penchant for the darker ebony ladies but she, in all her light skinned beauty, was his own kind of blasian sex dream. What he wouldn’t give to have bedded her sooner. No, he was supposed to just keep an eye on her without making too much of a dent. That had been easy. The woman was so into her music on her morning jogs that she was easy to watch unnoticed.

He would see her leave every morning and for a while he had just watched her from the windows the same way when she returned, but then he got it in his head to give her a view of what was soon to come her way. He didn’t even bother putting on pants when he went out to smoke his cigar. Every morning she came by. The first time he had made a feigned attempt at saying he had just stepped out and didn’t expect anybody to be coming by. She had blushed and looked away swiftly as she told him to have a nice day. He watched her behind so nice and round and looking perfectly firm as she walked toward her unit.

He had enjoyed her bashful blush so much that he did it again, and again. She started trying to avoid looking at him by pretending to turn up the volume or fish for a song on her MP3 player. Oh yeah, he was unnerving her just a little and he didn’t care.

He knew her schedule as if he were her personal assistant. He had gone into her apartment, had ran his hand over her underwear in the drawers and even went through her dirty underwear. She had a delicious kind of smell to her down there that set his erection to high rise. He had even jacked himself off in her panties every day. His fluids mixing with her dried previously worn but not yet washed panties had set him to blaze. He had even done it lying in her bed.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.