All Chapters of Sexy Behind The Mask: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

A third man came at her with a broken bottle. Prue sidestepped, grabbed his wrist, and twisted until he dropped the weapon. Then she drove her knee straight into his gut with enough force to lift him off the ground. He folded, gasping, and hit the dirt. She was doing great, but he was also glad the men weren't trained in fighting, because she could still get hurt."Prue!" Nate shouted, clearing two more attackers. "The car!"She looked at him, looked at the chaos around them, but then shook her head. "We can't leave them!""What?" Nate put down another attacker with a sharp jab to the throat."These women, the children. We can't just leave them here!" Prue was backing toward the main building, still holding her wooden spoon like a weapon. "Agnes, is there a back way out?"Fuck.Agnes, who was trying to corral panicked children, pointed toward the rear of the compound. "Through the kitchen, there's a gate to the alley!"More attackers kept pouring through the front gate. This wasn't dyi

More shots punched through the vehicle. The windshield of the SUV completely disintegrated. Jon was driving half-blind, blood running down his face from glass cuts, weaving between abandoned cars and debris.Behind them, the shooting was getting worse. Whoever had been firing from the building was now in a full firefight with the remaining fake cops. More muzzle flashes appeared in other windows. This was organized warfare in the streets. No one seeing this would guess that this morning all had seemed calm, tense, but calm."Are you sure about the airport, Nate?" Jon called back, having to shout over the wind rushing through the broken windows."Yes. I can get us out if we can just get to the airport," Nate said.The road to the Kokoda airstrip stretched ahead through thick jungle, seeming almost to quite after the mayhem they'd left behind. Jon navigated around fallen branches and the occasional abandoned vehicle, the SUV’s engine running steady despite bullet holes that peppered the

She finished the bar with visible effort she clearly hated it, washing it down with water, then finally looked around their makeshift shelter properly for the first time. The cave was small, cramped, and about as far from the luxury hotel, they'd left this morning as you could get. The ceiling was just high enough for him to stand, and the walls were rough stone that wept moisture in the humid air."Are we really spendin' the night here?" she asked, taking in the rough stone walls and the sleeping pad that looked barely big enough for one person, let alone two.Nate gestured toward the cave entrance, where rain was coming down in sheets so thick they could barely see the jungle beyond. Lightning flickered almost constantly now, followed by thunder that seemed to shake the mountain itself. "We can't trek in this. And even if it stops in a few hours, the jungle floor's going to be too dangerous to cross. Streams will be rivers; everything will be slick as hell." He leaned back against t

Because the moment Prue's lips parted beneath his, the moment her fingers curled into the front of his shirt and pulled rather than pushing, the comfort became something else entirely. Something that had been building since the first time they had met, even if he hated to admit it.He should stop. He was too old for her.But he didn't stop.Prue made a soft sound against his mouth, halfway between a sob and something hungrier, and it undid something inside him that he knew had been coming loose for days. His hand slid from her hair to cup the back of her head, tilting her, deepening the kiss before his brain could vote on the matter. She tasted like salt from her tears, and her, and he knew he had never tasted anything better in his entire life.She pressed closer, her body shifting against his on the narrow sleeping pad, her hand flattening against his chest like she needed to touch every inch of him, her palm settling over his heart.He pulled back just enough to look at her.Her ey

Nate woke to grey light filtering through the cave entrance and the sound of water dripping somewhere outside. At least it wasn’t raining. No, that had stopped around 8:30 PM. He’d always enjoyed the day after rain, everything smelled fresh and new. But not when he was stuck in a fucking jungle, because today was going to be hot and steamy as the water rose up in the heat from the jungle floor. Glad they might only have to endure it for the morning and not through the heat of the day.He didn’t move for a moment, just lay there with Prue curled against his chest, her breathing deep and even, her hair spread across his shoulder. The emergency blanket had slipped down during the night, and he could see the curve of her bare shoulder, the freckles clear in the grey morning light spilling into the cave.If he could reach his own arse, he’d kick it.She was twenty years old. A virgin until last night. The Ambassador’s only daughter. And he’d taken her on a sleeping pad in the middle of a j