All Chapters of Enemy Within (Unseen Enemy 1): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was the same Friday night that he had had the week before. And the week before that and before that. The same damn Friday night that he’d have the next week, and the one after that. Every Friday night was the same, and Dean Jessop was sick to death of it.Not that he was in Shooter’s every fucking week, but the location hardly mattered, did it? If he was in Shooter’s or at The Cave or drinking beer with Dallas and Chris and Jim at his place, it was always the same. He was always the same. And God knows, the women were always the same.Dean glared around the bar, pissed off at the noise and heat and smell. The other guys were all paired off already with women draped over their laps, and he knew as the lone man without a chick, he was a vulnerable target. Sure enough, the blonde at the bar was still eyeing him even though he’d shot her down pretty firmly earlier in a fit of bad mood. He knew she figured that after a few more drinks, he’d change his mind about her. The sad thing was,

The man nodded and Emma got a good look at him for the first time. Hmmm. Actually, he was kind of delicious. Tall and broad, his chest muscles were clearly visible through his black t-shirt. Those jeans looked good on him, too, and Emma hoped she’d get a glimpse of his ass. His eyes were bright green, clear and shining, and his blond hair was long and curled up a bit in the back. He was scorching hot, that was for sure. Despite the hair, he had the posture and demeanor of a soldier, especially with all those tattoos, and was light-years away from the sober, professional types that she’d always been involved with. No relationship material here.Despite the intimidating appearance, he obviously had a protective side and although it killed the feminist in her to admit it, she liked that. He was rough and tough and a bit wild, and there was no chance in hell their paths would ever cross again, she knew. In other words, he checked every box on her list of one-night-stand requirements. Best

Slowly, not wanting to startle her, he raised his right hand and ran it through her thick hair. Emma closed her eyes and shuddered. That was it: that was all he needed. He ran his fingers down her neck, felt her pulse speed up against his hand. He waited a few more seconds to see if she’d change her mind and move away. When she didn’t, he leaned in and kissed her.Emma almost moaned aloud when his mouth rested on hers. His lips were soft and gentle; the kiss was a question and he was asking her if this was OK. She answered by blindly reaching out to touch him. Her hands made contact with that broad chest and rested there, relishing the feel of hard muscle under her fingertips. God, he was just so strong and she responded fiercely to it, loving being so close to a man who made her feel more feminine and female than she ever thought possible.At her touch, Dean deepened the kiss, moving both hands around her waist now. He pulled her up and in tight, her breasts rubbing against him. She

With his fingers, he spread her pussy wider, touched the tip of his tongue to her clit. Her whole body came up off the bed and his hands clamped her down again, holding her in place. Her hands were in his hair, pulling him closer. She didn’t care what happened next; all she wanted was for him to not stop, not for anything.Dean moved up higher and settled his mouth over her fully, his tongue firm and sure. She gave a small scream as his mouth covered her heat, sucking and licking her vulnerable bud in turns, driving her insane. He slipped his hands under her, lifting her to him and he lapped at her juices, loving how she tasted, wanting to suck up every drop of her intense arousal. She twisted on the bed, begging and incoherent, shaking and pulling his face closer, deeper.She is so fucking hot, so passionate. Who’d have thought it?He slid down her now, found her slick channel. She screamed again, louder, as he fucked her with his tongue, in and out, doing what his cock ached to do.

Dean started to move faster, his rhythm speeding up as her gasps turned to cries. She was rising to meet him, pulling him closer, her whole body straining. He watched her beautiful face as her pleasure built, and he knew she was close.“You’re right on the edge, honey. Just let it happen…”“Dean,” she said, and the way she moaned his name was as fucking hot as he had imagined in the bar. “Oh, God, Dean… please. More. More.”He fucked her harder now, knowing she could take it. Emma’s whole body reacted to his cock slamming into her, hitting some deep, sweet spot inside her. She threw her head back, her fingers gripping his back and ass, pulling him closer, deeper. He felt her pussy start to contract and release, and his own climax approached like a freight train.“Holy fuck,” he said. “You’re so tight, so sweet. God, you feel like heaven to me. Come for me, angel… come and take me with you.”Emma’s orgasm hit her so fast, she didn’t have time to make a sound. She froze, totally rigid,