want to do is get good and drunk and forget I ever heard of IA.”
Images of the good-looking investigator immediately came to the forefront of Declan’s mind.
Too bad she worked for the enemy. He hadn’t felt such interest in a girl since Alice and he broke up.
Not that he’d had much practise, lately. He’d given the whole dating scene a miss for the past year. Having the girl you thought you’d one day call your wife run off with a work colleague could do that.
It wasn’t as if there hadn’t been plenty of offers, but most of them had come from female officers he worked with and he’d always had a rule about mixing business with pleasure. It was fine when things were going well, but it all got too messy when the relationship went south.
But little Miss IA had sparked enough interest that under different circumstances he could almost see himself breaking his rule.
Declan shook his head and scoffed.
Who was he kidding? She was enemy number one—a woman to be avoided at all costs. He was grateful when Charlie accepted his invitation and his thoughts moved to the much safer ground of when and where they would meet and seek to eradicate the last few days.
* * *
Chip stood before him in the dimness of the Master’s office and delivered his update in a voice shaky with nerves. The Master chuckled silently, his generous girth jiggling with the effort.
He loved their fear. The boy was past thirty, yet still he feared him. The sound and scent of it excited him, made him hard with wanting.
The sun had long ago vanished from the sky and the traffic outside the window had been reduced to a sporadic hum. The heavy, dark drapes had been drawn against the oncoming night, cocooning him in secrecy and warmth.
“And so it begins,” he murmured under his breath.
The younger man’s recital came to an end and the Master clapped his hands softly.
“Good job, boy. You’ve done well.”
“Th-thank you, Master. I-I like to please you.”
The Master chuckled again. “Oh, I like you to please me, too. I like it very much.”
He pushed away from the enormous slab of cedar that formed his desk and eased his bulk from the chair. He made his way around the front of the desk and sauntered toward the tall, locked cabinet that stood on the opposite wall.
Chip’s eyes widened with excitement and his cheeks grew flushed.
With great exaggeration, the Master jiggled around in the pocket of his suit pants and pulled out a key, which he fitted into the lock of the cupboard. From the corner of his eye, he saw the younger man shift his weight from foot to foot. The Master’s cock stirred to life.
He retrieved the black leather riding crop from the cabinet and closed and relocked the door. Slapping the side of his leg with the stiff piece of leather, he turned and moved closer to Chip.
“Take off your shirt, boy and get down on your knees. It’s time for your reward.”
Chip hurried to comply and the Master positioned himself in front of the man’s waiting mouth. He eased the zipper over his swollen cock and pulled his erection out of his underwear. He swiped the tip of it across Chip’s lips.
Chip moaned and opened his mouth and the Master thrust all the way inside.
“Do what you do best, boy.”
Chip complied. The Master tensed with pleasure. He raised the crop and ran it lovingly over the other man’s back. The boy’s naked skin glowed palely in the dim light. Chip shivered and renewed his efforts.
“Ah, that’s it, boy, that’s it. You know so well how to please me. Keep it up and you’ll be in charge of your own Area Command before you know it.”
CHAPTER 4
Chloe glanced at the bedside clock and sighed. It was a little after six, barely early enough for the sun to rise over the hills in the distance. She still had a couple of hours before she had to leave for work. It was a shame she’d woken so early. The only good thing about it was that she’d have time to call her mother.
Reaching across the