Table Of ContentArousing Memories
Samantha Cayto
Agent Haley Walker is waging the battle of her life. She’s
wielding her body as a seductive weapon to arouse memories
buried in the mind of her lover, Noah Turner. If she fails,
people will die. Her former lover and mentor, Severin Blake,
teases her with his presence and adds fuel to her fire.
Severin played the dominating alpha male with Haley, and
lost her. A bisexual man, he turned to Noah for solace. Haley’s
proximity and plan strain his body and his patience. He stokes
the flames with Noah while resisting the temptation of the
woman he still loves.
A traumatized Noah is mentally lost. He doesn’t remember
the two people showering him with attention and pleasure,
although his body recognizes the dual arousal of soft woman
and hard man. If only his mind could catch up.
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AROUSING MEMORIES
Samantha Cayto
Dedication
To Allie Standifer. You reach a certain age in life and think
you are done making fabulous friends and then someone like
Allie comes along. She is wicked and wonderful and knows how
to show a New England girl a good time!
Chapter One
He watched the woman’s mouth descend over the head of
his cock and engulf it in one long swallow, wet lips gliding over
his taut flesh. A low moan emanated from somewhere deep
within him. It sounded so distant, so unreal, yet the intense
pleasure shooting up from his embedded cock felt very real.
The dark curtain of the woman’s hair cascaded over his
stomach and thighs. The silky strands tickled his hot body. Hot,
so hot, everywhere. His body burned.
A soft tongue laved the underside of his hard shaft. It licked
him all the way up to the top, pulling another groan from him
before his erection slipped out of the woman’s wet warmth. A
groan of protest rang in his ears. Her lips and teeth grated the
head of his cock, teasing him. He was in no mood to play,
however. He needed her touch and the release it would bring
so he arched his body to meet those taunting lips. He tried to
move his hands as well, to press the woman’s head more firmly
to him. He wanted to push his cock back where it belonged
inside the tight throat that could milk the cum from him. He
couldn’t do it and wanted to howl his frustration. His arms
were too heavy, the effort too hard. And yet he felt it again,
those lips on his shaft, sucking and licking and tugging hard on
his tortured flesh. The climax built from the glorious mouth’s
unrelenting pull. He pumped his hips to speed the end. At least
he tried, but his body wouldn’t move as he demanded.
Everything was too damn hot and still not hot enough to make
him come.
“Noah.” The voice was gentle and female. He knew it
belonged to the woman whose mouth was still wrapped around
his cock and sucking him to no end. How was it possible? And
why couldn’t he come? His body heaved in frustration.
“Noah!” The voice was sharper now, commanding. He
always obeyed that voice. What did she want him to do?
Something cool pressed against his burning forehead. “It’s
all right. You’re going to be fine. Just rest, Noah.”
Noah? He knew that name, didn’t he? The thought slipped
away as he tried to do as ordered. He tried to relax, but that
mouth wouldn’t stop its assault on his cock. He needed the
release. He begged for it. Make me come, please!
*
Haley sat on the side of the bed and watched helplessly as
Noah moaned and writhed in jerky motions. His fever was still
high and his discomfort clear. Not only did he moan and
grimace, but the long ridge of his obvious erection tented the
sheet that covered him. Severin Blake, her former lover and
mentor and current rat-bastard, had confessed to her once that
having a fever made him as horny as hell. She supposed it must
be common to men. Normally the sight of this young man in
such a state would have made her wet and willing in an instant.
Now though, it merely added to her frustration and guilt.
She had trained Noah and sent him out into the field. She’d
been his backup and had arrived too late to save him and his
partner from the torture. Not her fault, she knew. Strike that,
her head knew. Her heart said differently which was why she
had barely left his side in the last two days. Jill Markowitz was
dead. There was nothing to be done for the woman except ship
what was left of her back to her family for burial. Noah, on the
other hand, lived. Battered, bloody and fighting infection, yet
alive and in need of her to sit vigil if nothing else.
Soft headed and soft hearted, Severin would say. Yet if he
weren’t on a plane right now jetting toward them as fast as he
could, he would take his turn by his friend’s side. She and Sev
were both miserable with worry. She’d heard the fear in Sev’s
voice over the phone when she told him about the mission’s
total clusterfuck. If the guy hadn’t caused her so much pain a
year ago, she’d be more compassionate. As it was, he would
soon be in her way. She wanted to nurse Noah back to health,
be there for him when the fever finally broke. And it would, she
hoped. He needed time, was all. It’s what she told herself. It’s
what she needed to believe.
A hand job wouldn’t hurt, either, she thought, and was
immediately appalled. She was alone with the injured man in
his quarters that had been converted into a makeshift hospital
room. Still, the doctor tending to him or any of the other
members of their organization roaming around the complex
could come in at any time to see how he was doing. The last
thing she needed was to be caught with her fingers wrapped
around her protégé’s cock. It would be seen as predatory to say
the least.
And yet the man was in need, no doubt about it. Two months
ago he had given her carte blanche access to his body. Noah
would never turn down an opportunity for sex. She was the
gatekeeper in the relationship, dictating where, when and how.
What harm was there really in giving him some relief? Maybe
he would settle down with a good orgasm. Pushing aside the
little voice in her head that screamed rationalization, Haley
snuck her right hand under the sheet and slid it over to Noah’s
thigh. The moment she touched his skin, she flinched from its
heat. It was as if his whole body burned.
The doctor said the fever was to be expected given the filthy
place where the terrorists had scraped Noah’s skin open. Even
a mild infection could turn into deadly sepsis despite the
antibiotics pumped into him. Haley’s heart squeezed painfully
in her chest at the thought she might still lose Noah. She
wasn’t in love with him, not as she had been with Sev, but she
cared for him deeply. They had become lovers despite her
wariness of being involved with another man and a
subordinate. He was lovely, though, and ultimately irresistible.
His young body was toned and smooth and lightly covered in
hair. Even now, his temperature did nothing to diminish his
skin’s smooth tautness. She caressed him up to the ridges of
his six-pack and inched her way down.
Noah quieted a bit at the contact and it emboldened her to
continue. Her fingers crawled through the wiry pubic hairs that
were the same chestnut brown as the hair on Noah’s head. She
clasped the hard cock jutting out from them. He barked out a
loud groan, but it was a familiar enough sound. It meant he
enjoyed her touch. His shaft was familiar, too. Long and thick,
but not too much so. She enjoyed how hard and heavy it lay
within the circle of her fingers. Closing her eyes, she gave
herself a moment to think about the delicious way this man’s
cock could fill her pussy to perfect fullness. She let a small hum
escape her lips as she pushed the foreskin down his head as far
it would go and pulled it up again, imagining the cock sliding
within her instead. Noah’s hips thrust to meet her strokes as if
he, too, pictured them fucking. Three pumps did the trick. His
semen spurted out, hotter than his skin, coating her fingers
and his stomach. When he was done, he lay still, quieter than
he had been.
Ignoring her own arousal, Haley removed her hand and
walked to the bathroom. She pointedly dismissed the haggard
face with the brown hair and brown eyes peering back at her in
the mirror above the sink. There’d be time for a shower and
some rest later. She ignored as well the nagging desire to slip a
sticky finger inside her panties to rub the ache away. Not the
appropriate time! Noah was all that mattered. With grim
determination, Haley washed up and wet a cloth to clean her
patient. No sense in letting everyone else know the treatment
she had elected to use. Severin in particular would ride her
mercilessly if he found out. The man had a way of getting under
her skin. She wished it weren’t so, but it was useless to deny
the truth.
He didn’t matter, though, and neither did she or her feelings
for her old lover or the new one. It didn’t matter that Sev and
Noah had something going on between them. They were all
adults and given their job, in need of as much relaxation as
they could get. What really mattered was Noah getting better,
waking up and remembering what he had learned right before
his cover was blown. Perhaps thousands of people’s lives
depended on it.
