Her Secret Service (Jane Roe 1) by Jason Letts (top novels to read txt) 📕

wait any longer and they came together, and all she could think was that it would be impossible for things to get any better than this.

Despite his apparent comfort with any level of noise, she did her best to keep it down, though she doubted there was any mystery to anyone in the building about what was going on. But Jane wasn’t someone he’d found on Facebook; she was a Secret Service agent with years of experience and a willingness to rise to any challenge. That’s what this agreement was going to be about, them being equals and tackling the difficulties together.

She pushed him to the side onto his back, so she could roll on top of him. It was hard to keep her head about her with the overwhelming pleasure she was feeling, but she managed to enjoy the view of his torso, handsome face, and tousled hair against the fabric. Just as she was getting into a good rhythm, he sat up and pulled her down against him. He was filling her up, and she could feel the tingly sensation in her cheeks. Their breathing picked up as their hearts raced with the movement.

Jane liked sex and had managed to rope a stud into bed on occasion, but she never remembered it feeling this good. He lifted her up and set her on her back, climbing on top of her with her legs up in the air. His thrusts were like a jackhammer, and she found it impossible to think straight until his climaxing set her off. All of a sudden she was gasping for breath like she’d just finished a race. Alex had some sweat running along his temple and a blissful smile that went from ear to ear.

The warmth of his skin stayed with her, and Jane gazed up at the decorative molding on the ceiling and the tops of the bedposts as she tried to come to grips with what she was doing here and how all of this had happened. It was never supposed to be like this, and a new life would mean new difficulties that might even include some regrets.

At least her head found its way onto a pillow and they finally got underneath the blankets. The bed felt like slipping into a dream.

“I hope this does the trick for you and boosts your approval ratings,” she said.

Alex had his hands behind his head next to her.

“I’m already starting to feel like the approval of a few certain people means a lot more than what all of the surveyors and focus group testers could ever tell me,” he said, and Jane couldn’t help but giggle. She rolled onto her side to face him.

“Maybe that’s the trick to it. The more you know what’s really important, the more you can trust you’re doing the right thing and keep going,” she said. He glanced over at her and nodded.

“That’s probably the only way to keep yourself from getting thrown around each time the wind changes direction,” he said. “There are some things that just have to get done even if they aren’t particularly popular.”

Jane could only imagine what he meant. There were suddenly oceans of things going on in the vast federal government that she’d need to learn about and understand.

“It would be nice if we only had the wind to contend with,” Jane said, recalling some of those threats, but Alex didn’t seem particularly concerned.

“So what are you going to do? How will you leave your mark?” he asked, a good question that she’d only begun to grapple with. Coming up with the right answer would take a lot of work in and of itself, but at least here alone with him she could say whatever came to mind.

“There are a lot of things I care about, fitness and exercise, personal privacy. I’ll have to think long and hard. Finding a cause to champion is one thing, but seeing if anybody will listen to me about it is something else. So many first ladies have created successful molds when it comes to advocacy, but there’s never been a first girlfriend before. Theoretically, I could end up leaving any day, and that lack of security might make people think that anything I have to say is hot air,” she said.

Alex nudged her with his shoulder.

“That’s where we know better. You and I made a deal, and there’s no way I’m letting you back out of it.”

Jane smiled. Having someone pushing her to grow was something she could get used to.

“Only time will tell,” she said, noticing how heavy her eyelids felt.

“Speaking of time, I told my chief of staff you’ll be coming by tomorrow morning to talk about our new arrangement. Don’t be late.”

She shot him a sidelong glance, surprised and with a note of trepidation. He sure hadn’t contacted anyone since they started speaking in the Rose Garden. It looked like Alex Morrin had no trouble banking on assumptions that he’d get what he wanted.

16

The Residence

1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW

Washington, DC

He was gone when she awoke, though considering his job she couldn’t exactly hold it against him. But the morning was well underway and despite the powerful urge not to get out of this amazing bed, she was sure she needed to figure out what came next and what she was supposed to be doing.

Getting home to clear out her apartment seemed high on her list, and she wondered if she’d have to hoof it on her own. Jane couldn’t imagine a Walk of Shame to be prouder of, but to her surprise when she emerged from the bedroom she found the boxes from her apartment stacked up near the Residence’s main entryway.

A strange sensation swept over her, as just like that this was where she lived. She could only spare a moment to wonder which agents had the unpleasant task of carting around her belongings, and who Alex had to order to do that, before turning her attention to again marvel