hating that he’d at one point suffered from the job he’d had, and placed a kiss on his hip. Then she moved up to wrap her hand around his cock. He watched her intently, not saying a single word.
“I bet we could get you screaming under me.” Lowering her head to take a single, long lick, she swiped her tongue over his hard length. He groaned, gripping her hair tighter in his hold. Encouraged, she did it again, cupping his balls in her other hand. She circled the head of his cock with her lips, taking him into her mouth slowly, using her saliva to lubricate his glide down her throat.
His body tightened, abs popping into high relief as she pulled back, sucking all the way. His head dropped back to the mat, fists clenched as he obviously tried to stay still. But the little devil on her shoulder wasn’t having that, and she could resist anything but temptation. With a hum, she swallowed him again, letting the back of her throat vibrate against his cock as she slid him deep.
“Fuck!” he swore, hand driving into her hair as he pulled himself up into a half-crunch. She sucked her way back to the tip and bobbed down again, working his cock until his body shook.
A knock sounded at the door before it flung open. She glanced up to see Tom striding in.
“Oh, for fuck’s sakes. Put some clothes on him. He’s supposed to be teaching you self-defense, not getting naked.” Tom growled.
“Fuck off, Tom,” Drew snarled back, leisurely tucking himself away as she jumped back in surprise. Heat hit her cheeks.
“Tom, the point of knocking is so you wait until you’re asked to enter, not to come barging in and seeing...stuff,” she said, flustered.
Tom was intently studying the ceiling, as though he were personally responsible for the paintwork up there. “I didn’t see a thing,” he said, risking a glance down and then sighing with relief when he saw that they were both decent. “Dav, delivery for you downstairs. The upgrades for the security systems you asked for, I think.”
“On it.” Drew rolled to his feet, grabbing his T-shirt and throwing her a wink at the same time. “Hold that thought, sweetheart, we’ll pick up later.” And with that, he headed for the door, pulling his shirt on en route.
“So, do you know anything about Andrew’s family? He seemed pretty tightlipped when I asked.” She hoped jumping in with a question would make the moment less awkward. She’d never have expected Tom to catch her and Andrew... She wanted to wash the memory out of her head with bleach. It was like being caught by your parents, so embarrassing.
Tom flicked a glance at the door, then back at her. His expression was concerned, and a thread of worry wound around her heart. “Amy...don’t get ideas… Really, don’t.”
He strode toward her, reaching out to grasp her upper arms, rubbing them lightly. “I love the guy like a brother, but...he’s not the kind of man who’ll settle down. He’ll take a bullet for you, lay down his life to protect you, but he’s not the white-picket-fence-and-kids type. Get me?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she snorted. “I’ve got no ideas.” She lied to him and herself. Pain pinched at her heart. She’d definitely started thinking of Andrew long term. It wasn’t that she’d assumed they’d have a relationship, but she didn’t do one-night stands. So while he might not be there ‘til the end, she had to admit she wanted him to be. “I’m just curious.”
“Hmm, as long as it’s just curiosity,” he warned. “He’s got family in England. Parents are divorced, I think, and he’s got a brother and a sister. Sister’s cute as all hell, but don’t tell him I said that, because he’d rearrange my teeth for me. Brother’s still in the forces as far as I know. In Dav’s old unit, so heaven knows where he is.”
“It must be hard to be away from his family all the time. At least I have you trying to order me around, but I don’t know if I
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