Mia's inquisitive question had him switching his attention back to her. 'Supposedly. He believes she's having an extramarital affair, and everything he's told me about her behavior are classics signs of infidelity. So far I haven't been able to gather any solid evidence to verify that she's fooling around on him.'
'Do you get this kind of case often?'
'Unfortunately, infidelity cases are common.' He exhaled a rough breath. 'And they're the cases I hate the most.'
'I can understand why,' she said quietly. 'I mean, why stay together if you're not happy in the relationship and you have to have an affair to make up for whatever is lacking in your marriage? Why not just go your separate ways instead of hurting the other person like that?'
He smiled to himself, because her values reflected his own. Yet another trait about Mia that drew him, way beyond just the physical aspect of their relationship. 'I agree, but that's not how everyone thinks or feels.'
A large, noisy group of people leaving the restaurant had him glancing back across the street. He scanned the small crowd for a familiar face, but there was still no sign of Irish.
He shifted restlessly in his seat, certain Mia was growing just as impatient with all this downtime. He was used to it, but she wasn't. 'I'm sorry about the long wait,' he said apologetically. 'Surveillance is boring, tedious work, and there's no telling how long this will take.'
'I'm in no hurry to go back home, and there's nowhere else I need to be.'
Cameron watched in fascination as a slow, seductive smile curved the corners of Mia's full lips and her gaze turned smoky with desire. He knew he was in big trouble when she lifted the console between them, which enabled her to lean in closer and nuzzle the side of his neck with that incredible mouth of hers.
'In fact,' she murmured huskily as she tunneled her hand beneath his T-shirt and grazed her fingers across his taut belly, 'I can think of a very pleasurable way to pass the time. You game?'
He swallowed back a groan. Hell, he was already rock-hard with wanting her, but for as much as he'd love to fool around with her, he was being paid very well to watch and follow Trish.
'Mia, we can't do this,' he forced himself to say before he changed his mind and dragged her to the back of the truck and had his wicked way with her. 'I'm working.'
'I don't see that as a problem. You work, and I'll play… with
She followed that provocative comment with a gust of warm, damp air into his ear that made him shudder. God, she knew exactly how to get to him, and it was all he could do to keep from coming right then and there.
'That hardly seems fair to you,' he rasped, desperately trying to hang on to the last thin thread of his control.
'I'm not asking for anything in return.' She began unfastening his jeans, relieving the pressure against his erection, but creating a stronger, undeniable kind of tension and anticipation instead. 'You've done a whole lot for me. I want to do this for you.'
Obviously, there was no discouraging her, not when she was so intent on seducing him. Yes, they were in a public place, but they were parked in a darkened, secluded area and no one would see what she was doing unless they walked right up to his window. So when she reached into his briefs and eased his straining dick out into the open, he lost the will to fight what he wanted so badly… and she was more than eager to give.
With a sultry smile on her lips, she lowered her head and set out to tease him in the most tantalizing, mind- blowing ways. The soft, wet warmth of her tongue lapped along the underside of his cock, all the way up to the sensitive head, and pure lust slammed through him. Her fingers gripped him tight, and when she finally enveloped him in the moist heat of her mouth and took him all the way to the base of his shaft, a deep, tortured groan rumbled up from his throat.
It was too much… yet not enough. Needing to touch Mia, to be connected to her in some small, intimate way, he slid his fingers through her dark, silky hair until his hand was cradling the back of her head. Beneath his palm, he followed the rhythm of her lush mouth sliding up and down his sex. Again. And again. And again.
Even as the building pressure gathered low, he kept his gaze focused on the restaurant across the street, which added to the eroticism of the act-because what they were doing, what Mia was doing to
The breath-stealing way she slipped and swirled her tongue around his shaft, all the way down, then pulled back up in a long, suctioning pull of her mouth shook his sanity and his restraint. His fingers knotted in her hair, and each time he came close to erupting, she deliberately slowed down, keeping him just on the edge of release and making him a slave to her playful whims.
'Jesus, Mia,' he growled in frustration. 'You're killing me.'
She pulled back, laughing in a way that told him she loved being in control of his climax. 'Would you rather I stop?' she asked oh-so-innocently.
'Hell, no,' he rasped around a gruff chuckle. 'Just remember, turnabout is fair play.'
'Mmm.' She licked him, her tongue a velvet caress along the length of his cock. 'I'm gonna hold you to that promise.'
She took him in her mouth once again and settled into a slow and steady rhythm, making the pleasure last for a few more excruciating minutes. Finally, she tightened her grip, adding a slick friction that had his hips instinctively thrusting in tandem with the stroke of her lips and fingers.
Knowing the end was near, he gave her a warning she didn't bother to heed. His cock thickened, and his breath hissed out on a violent shudder as his body clenched in orgasm. She took him all the way, finished him off, and sucked him dry-leaving him dazed, completely wasted, and shaking.
He was still gasping for air when she moved away, a pleased smile on her face as she slowly licked her glistening bottom lip. He groaned, amazed at this woman's ability to turn him inside out with wanting, even after he'd just had an incredibly explosive orgasm.
'That was… fun.' Mia's amused tone vibrated like a soft purr in the darkened cab of the vehicle. 'It's nice to know you
When it came to her, he realized he was game for just about anything-and that being adventurous did have its perks. She excited him and added an element of surprise to his life he was coming to enjoy. A whole lot. 'Yeah, well, you seem to bring out a reckless, daring side in me.'
She tipped her head, causing her hair to slide over her shoulder in a beguiling way. 'Is that a bad thing?'
'No. Not at all.' Now that his heart rate had slowed and his body was no longer shaking, he readjusted the front of jeans and zipped them back up. 'Actually, I kinda like it.'
'That's good to hear.' Smiling, she glanced out the side window. 'Hey, there's two women walking out of the restaurant. Is that who you're waiting for?'
A quick look confirmed it was Trish and the other dark-haired woman who had dinner with her. Swearing beneath his breath, he reached for the camera in the backseat. He'd almost missed her, and how in the hell would he have explained that to Doug Shelton?
Oh, yeah, that would go over real well, he thought wryly.
He took the pictures he needed of Trish and the lady who'd accompanied her and came to the conclusion that bringing Mia on any future surveillance jobs wasn't a good idea. The woman was just too damn tempting and distracting. And resisting her, in any way, was impossible.
Chapter Ten
CAMERON'S home office printer spit out the report he'd just typed up, and he tucked the statement of recent events into the Shelton file to courier to Doug on Monday, along with copies of the pictures he'd taken of his wife and the woman he now knew as Margot Talbert, a graphic artist who worked for a reputable firm in Chicago.
Thank God he'd manage to shake the lustful fog after Mia's erotic lip service last Wednesday night enough to remember to get a close-up shot of Margot's car and license plate, which had enabled him to find out her name and
