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be able to empathize with, but that doesn’t change anything!”
Hannah straddled his bare hips with her slender legs, wrapping them firmly around his waist until her heels touched his back. She weaved her hands through his hair and clung to him, staring into his eyes. The hard length of him pressed against the softness of her slick feminine folds was a harsh reminder of the horribly inappropriate attraction they shared.
“Just because I’m not reacting the way you think I should, doesn’t mean that my head isn’t a crazy mess right now, Mackenzie. I pride myself on being reasonable and rational – how else would I have dealt with my brother when he came home from his missions?” She didn’t miss his confusion and explained what she meant. “He was in the Joint Task Force for years, although I assume that, after some time, he moved on to a more clandestine faction. One that didn’t operate under normal governing rules.”
Ah, now it makes sense .
Mac sighed, desperately trying to ignore the hardened buds of her nipples as they moved over his chest. “Your foundation,” he murmured.
“Yes, that’s why I started it. So that people might come to have even a slight understanding of what their loved ones sacrifice on a daily basis in order for us to continue to enjoy all of the freedoms afforded to us. I know that none of us will ever fully comprehend what you do and the horrors that you’ve endured, Mac, but that doesn’t mean we don’t want to.”
Even though he heard the words she spoke, he couldn’t believe that they were real – that she was real. It didn’t make sense that there might actually be people like her existing in this or any other world. “I don’t understand you, Hannah,” he admitted. “I want to, but I don’t. After what just happened, a normal person would be in shock.”
She nodded, smoothing her thumbs along the edge of his jaw. “I am shocked Mac, but think about it this way; if I didn’t do what I had to do, then neither you nor I would be here right now. I don’t blame you and no matter how much you want me to, it’s not going to happen. Just accept that.”
Unable – or perhaps unwilling – to come up with a coherent answer, he responded by capturing her mouth and delving past her lips with his tongue on her gasp. He thought she might pull away but Hannah tilted her head, allowing him full access to the deepest reaches of her soft, warm mouth. Meeting him with the same amount of passion, she eagerly lapped at his tongue, nipped his lip and opened herself to him.
She tenderly moved her hands over the contours of his body, exploring with the soft tips of her fingers. With every stroke, she healed the painful memory that belonged to each scar. Hannah stirred up a torrential hunger inside of him so strong that he ached in all the right places. The frantic need clawing at his loins screamed to take her right there in the shower as warm water rained down on them from above but she deserved more.
The first to break away, Mac rose and turned off the shower while a confused Hannah stared up at him, her legs still wrapped tightly around his waist in a near death grip. He stepped out and took one thick, fluffy towel from the stack, using it to dry her hair, face and every part of her below. He took her to the bed, gazing at her with a question in his eyes that she answered by pulling him down on top of her.
“Mackenzie,” she whispered, holding his jaw. “I want to know you, every part of you.”
He groaned her name, recapturing her lips. Never much of a man for words, he decided to show her exactly what she’d done to him since the moment they met. With the delicate caress of his fingertips over the impossibly smooth flesh of her face, neck and collarbone, Mac finally came to rest just inches above her breasts. He gave her one last chance to walk away from this, to walk away from him.
“I can’t give you what you need, Hannah. I can’t give you a future and you
Hannah straddled his bare hips with her slender legs, wrapping them firmly around his waist until her heels touched his back. She weaved her hands through his hair and clung to him, staring into his eyes. The hard length of him pressed against the softness of her slick feminine folds was a harsh reminder of the horribly inappropriate attraction they shared.
“Just because I’m not reacting the way you think I should, doesn’t mean that my head isn’t a crazy mess right now, Mackenzie. I pride myself on being reasonable and rational – how else would I have dealt with my brother when he came home from his missions?” She didn’t miss his confusion and explained what she meant. “He was in the Joint Task Force for years, although I assume that, after some time, he moved on to a more clandestine faction. One that didn’t operate under normal governing rules.”
Ah, now it makes sense .
Mac sighed, desperately trying to ignore the hardened buds of her nipples as they moved over his chest. “Your foundation,” he murmured.
“Yes, that’s why I started it. So that people might come to have even a slight understanding of what their loved ones sacrifice on a daily basis in order for us to continue to enjoy all of the freedoms afforded to us. I know that none of us will ever fully comprehend what you do and the horrors that you’ve endured, Mac, but that doesn’t mean we don’t want to.”
Even though he heard the words she spoke, he couldn’t believe that they were real – that she was real. It didn’t make sense that there might actually be people like her existing in this or any other world. “I don’t understand you, Hannah,” he admitted. “I want to, but I don’t. After what just happened, a normal person would be in shock.”
She nodded, smoothing her thumbs along the edge of his jaw. “I am shocked Mac, but think about it this way; if I didn’t do what I had to do, then neither you nor I would be here right now. I don’t blame you and no matter how much you want me to, it’s not going to happen. Just accept that.”
Unable – or perhaps unwilling – to come up with a coherent answer, he responded by capturing her mouth and delving past her lips with his tongue on her gasp. He thought she might pull away but Hannah tilted her head, allowing him full access to the deepest reaches of her soft, warm mouth. Meeting him with the same amount of passion, she eagerly lapped at his tongue, nipped his lip and opened herself to him.
She tenderly moved her hands over the contours of his body, exploring with the soft tips of her fingers. With every stroke, she healed the painful memory that belonged to each scar. Hannah stirred up a torrential hunger inside of him so strong that he ached in all the right places. The frantic need clawing at his loins screamed to take her right there in the shower as warm water rained down on them from above but she deserved more.
The first to break away, Mac rose and turned off the shower while a confused Hannah stared up at him, her legs still wrapped tightly around his waist in a near death grip. He stepped out and took one thick, fluffy towel from the stack, using it to dry her hair, face and every part of her below. He took her to the bed, gazing at her with a question in his eyes that she answered by pulling him down on top of her.
“Mackenzie,” she whispered, holding his jaw. “I want to know you, every part of you.”
He groaned her name, recapturing her lips. Never much of a man for words, he decided to show her exactly what she’d done to him since the moment they met. With the delicate caress of his fingertips over the impossibly smooth flesh of her face, neck and collarbone, Mac finally came to rest just inches above her breasts. He gave her one last chance to walk away from this, to walk away from him.
“I can’t give you what you need, Hannah. I can’t give you a future and you
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