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smell it."
"Oh God. Are you saying I smell bad?"
He tweaked her nipples and she whimpered. "Hell, no. You smell as pretty as your orange blossom perfume, with the slightest hint of pure woman-nectar."
Her eyes were closed and she arched to press her breasts more firmly into his hands. Trey thought she might not even realize she was offering him more.
"Nectar. I like the sound of that," she whispered.
He could barely hear her above the din of the room, but her body told him much more than her words ever could. He pinched her nipples firmly, then harder. She moaned, but did not withdraw. How he ached to take advantage of her nakedness beneath the huge shirt, to press her into a carpet and ride her hard, feeling her squirm beneath him.
His jeans were too tight, his erection insistent. But he knew that he had to tread softly. He wanted them to enjoy each other for the remainder of the week. When she was ready to go back to New York, well…he didn't want to think about that. Separation was a part of his life in the army, and he was prepared for it. That didn't mean he had to like it.
She was beautiful, sweet, intelligent and sexy. That she seemed to be submissive, too, was a brass ring on his merry-go-round. He was determined to get it while the ride was in motion.
The spell was broken again, this time by a tall man in leather pants and a tucked-in loose cotton shirt. "Trey! Fine start to this year's camp, mate." He had an Australian accent.
"Ron Church. I saw your name on the list. I'm glad you made it."
The man smiled and the crags of his sun-battered face creased attractively. He offered his hand to Trey and they shook. Ron's bright blue gaze moved over Liv, and Trey was pleased to see her drop her eyes toward the floor as he'd instructed her. "This one's new to the group, though I'm sure I've seen her somewhere b'fore." He stared at her. "Can't place her." He reached out a hand, but Trey's look halted him. "With permission?"
"Liv, you can look up."
Her expression was a little tight. Trey thought maybe she was nervous because this was all new to her. But she was doing wonderfully.
Ron grinned at her. "Where've I see you b'fore, Liv? Some other party?"
Liv's eyes went to Trey; panic was rising in them. "Don't be so pushy, Ron. The lady is unavailable, and that's all you need to know." Trey tried to sound pleasant about it, but his voice was still firm.
Ron shrugged good-naturedly. "You never were a sharing bloke."
"Nope, never was, never will be."
"My loss, I'm sure." He gave Liv one more thorough look then turned to face Trey. "Are you planning a scene for tonight?"
"Maybe. Liv isn't used to public scenes, so I don't want to make a big deal."
Ron nodded. "There are the private rooms."
"Yeah. We'll see."
The Australian smiled, but the expression was made false by his narrowed eyes. "You're not becoming a pussy, are you, Journey? Is this woman leading you around by your dick?"
Trey laughed. Ron was fishing. "Hardly. There's this thing called class, Ron. You might want to look into it."
"Hmph." This time his smile was genuine. "I've got a girl here somewhere. Probably stirring up trouble; she's a feisty bint."
"I hope you find her before someone else does."
"Oh, she'd never look elsewhere. I've got the key to her collar, mate."
Trey slapped him on the back, encouraging him to move along. "Hope you have a good time, Ron."
Chapter 5
Trey turned back to Liv as Ron ambled away. He wanted to explore her sensuality more, feel her skin on his skin.
"I'm a little uncomfortable, Trey."
He cupped her cheek and smiled down at her, trying to look as gentle as he could. He mostly wanted to pull that damned shirt off over her head and bury his face between her breasts. The lust was distracting.
"Don't worry, darlin'," he told her. "I'm here and nothin' is gonna happen to hurt you. We may push your envelope a bit, but in a good way, alright?"
She nodded hesitantly, then whispered, "I can't be naked in front of
"Oh God. Are you saying I smell bad?"
He tweaked her nipples and she whimpered. "Hell, no. You smell as pretty as your orange blossom perfume, with the slightest hint of pure woman-nectar."
Her eyes were closed and she arched to press her breasts more firmly into his hands. Trey thought she might not even realize she was offering him more.
"Nectar. I like the sound of that," she whispered.
He could barely hear her above the din of the room, but her body told him much more than her words ever could. He pinched her nipples firmly, then harder. She moaned, but did not withdraw. How he ached to take advantage of her nakedness beneath the huge shirt, to press her into a carpet and ride her hard, feeling her squirm beneath him.
His jeans were too tight, his erection insistent. But he knew that he had to tread softly. He wanted them to enjoy each other for the remainder of the week. When she was ready to go back to New York, well…he didn't want to think about that. Separation was a part of his life in the army, and he was prepared for it. That didn't mean he had to like it.
She was beautiful, sweet, intelligent and sexy. That she seemed to be submissive, too, was a brass ring on his merry-go-round. He was determined to get it while the ride was in motion.
The spell was broken again, this time by a tall man in leather pants and a tucked-in loose cotton shirt. "Trey! Fine start to this year's camp, mate." He had an Australian accent.
"Ron Church. I saw your name on the list. I'm glad you made it."
The man smiled and the crags of his sun-battered face creased attractively. He offered his hand to Trey and they shook. Ron's bright blue gaze moved over Liv, and Trey was pleased to see her drop her eyes toward the floor as he'd instructed her. "This one's new to the group, though I'm sure I've seen her somewhere b'fore." He stared at her. "Can't place her." He reached out a hand, but Trey's look halted him. "With permission?"
"Liv, you can look up."
Her expression was a little tight. Trey thought maybe she was nervous because this was all new to her. But she was doing wonderfully.
Ron grinned at her. "Where've I see you b'fore, Liv? Some other party?"
Liv's eyes went to Trey; panic was rising in them. "Don't be so pushy, Ron. The lady is unavailable, and that's all you need to know." Trey tried to sound pleasant about it, but his voice was still firm.
Ron shrugged good-naturedly. "You never were a sharing bloke."
"Nope, never was, never will be."
"My loss, I'm sure." He gave Liv one more thorough look then turned to face Trey. "Are you planning a scene for tonight?"
"Maybe. Liv isn't used to public scenes, so I don't want to make a big deal."
Ron nodded. "There are the private rooms."
"Yeah. We'll see."
The Australian smiled, but the expression was made false by his narrowed eyes. "You're not becoming a pussy, are you, Journey? Is this woman leading you around by your dick?"
Trey laughed. Ron was fishing. "Hardly. There's this thing called class, Ron. You might want to look into it."
"Hmph." This time his smile was genuine. "I've got a girl here somewhere. Probably stirring up trouble; she's a feisty bint."
"I hope you find her before someone else does."
"Oh, she'd never look elsewhere. I've got the key to her collar, mate."
Trey slapped him on the back, encouraging him to move along. "Hope you have a good time, Ron."
Chapter 5
Trey turned back to Liv as Ron ambled away. He wanted to explore her sensuality more, feel her skin on his skin.
"I'm a little uncomfortable, Trey."
He cupped her cheek and smiled down at her, trying to look as gentle as he could. He mostly wanted to pull that damned shirt off over her head and bury his face between her breasts. The lust was distracting.
"Don't worry, darlin'," he told her. "I'm here and nothin' is gonna happen to hurt you. We may push your envelope a bit, but in a good way, alright?"
She nodded hesitantly, then whispered, "I can't be naked in front of
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