Retribution: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (Secrets & Lies Book 3) by Lauren Landish Page A

tapping away at her keyboard. “It would have hijacked your phone, turning it into an active tracker for her. I’ll get rid of it though. Let me see... there's a picture, and a message.”
    “What's the message?” I ask, and Katrina whistles softly. “What?”
    She turns her laptop to me, and I see Isis for the first time in nearly twenty years, still achingly beautiful, looking more like Aisha than ever, winking and blowing me a kiss in a selfie. Underneath is a four word message. See you soon, lover .
    “Wanna explain that one?” Katrina asks. “I'm asking not because I want to know about your sex life, but because I want to know how much of a threat this woman is.”
    I nod, sighing. “I guess someone else in this family has to know. And maybe... maybe you'll be able to help me figure out how to tell everyone else about this.”
    I wake up, and the first thought on my mind is that I must have dropped into a time warp. The past eight months have been nothing but a bad dream. There was no battalion of Republican Guard, Aisha didn't leave the convoy behind to try and attack them single-handedly, and I haven't left the Army at all. She's here, with me, her jasmine-scented hair still tickling my chest after an amazing night.
    “Mmm, good morning lover,” a soft, lilting French-Kurdish voice says, breaking my fantasy. Despite my initial thought that she sounded just like her older sister, Isis has spent most of her life outside of Iraq, and her pronunciation reflects it. “You were absolutely amazing last night.”
    “You were pretty damn good yourself,” I reply, stroking the silky smooth olive skin of her back. “I never knew a woman's body could do some of those things.”
    “You inspire me,” Isis says, reaching down and cupping my balls. I'm quickly hard as a rock again, and she chuckles, taking my cock in her hand and stroking me slowly. “I thought I had a high sex drive. You never seem to go soft when we're together.”
    “The way you touch me... how could I not?” I ask, turning my head to kiss her plump lips. “Do we have time?”
    “Mmm, I doubt it,” she says with a frown. “Knowing the Colonel, he will keep to his damned schedules like clockwork. Still...”
    Isis slides down my body and without a pause sucks my cock all the way into her warm, tight mouth, my eyes rolling back it feels so good. She pumps me in and out of her mouth a few times and then lets me pop free loudly, chuckling. “Just so that you have motivation for today's work. If our mission is successful, I’ll finish that and more tonight. Maybe even let you have my tight little asshole, would you like that?”
    I groan, knowing how good that feels. She does have a sexual appetite, with no limits except that she wants to be rocked to body-shaking orgasms every time we have sex. It's hot, it's kinky, and even if there is a little niggling voice in my mind that says it's not quite what I want, I'm drunk with the passion of it all, and I can't stop even if I wanted to.
    “And if I just want to cuddle and talk about the future?” I tease, causing her to frown. I chuckle and sit up, stroking her perfect face. “You'll just seduce me some other way so that my tongue is buried deep inside your pussy instead, most likely, and I'll just end up with a set of blue balls for the night.”
    “Sounds fair. Come, let us get ready for work.”
    We put on clothes, a robe for her, and a man's full suit with head scarf for me. It's nothing at all like what we would normally wear, but I know that underneath her long, loose robe, she's wearing tactical gear, including boots identical to mine. Also underneath her robe is the rifle we're using today, while underneath my left armpit is my Colt 1911 in a shoulder rig I've been practicing with for a week. It still feels strange though, I wish I had it on my thigh like I did in the Berets.
    “Let's go, lover,” Isis says with a kiss on my lips at the door, her jasmine scent stiffening my cock