Pin Down (Men out of Uniform Book 1)

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to suck. I’m here with
you, aren’t I?”
    He winced. Well, he’d asked for that one.
    She went to get up, but he held her. Lexi was strong, a lot
stronger than she looked, but she couldn’t move an inch beneath the heavy
weight of his body. Not without struggling and looking like an idiot and she’d already
had her share of that with him.
    “We’re done here,” she huffed out, blowing a strand of hair
away from her eyes.
    He smiled. Yeah, she didn’t sound convincing to herself
either. “I don’t think so. Prickly and fiery. It’s an interesting combination.”
    “Is that just another way of saying bitchy?”
    “Nah. I’m thinking you’re just horny and frustrated, but I’m
going to fix that. Right now.”
    Lexi closed her eyes against the sensations that shot through
her when he shifted his weight, eased down her body, bent his head and put his
mouth against her. No hesitation, no easing her into it, no soft, slow buildup.
    Oh God.
    She arched her back and tried to keep the moan from tearing
out of her as he sucked at her clit, then licked at her hard with the flat of
his tongue. The blood roared in her ears.
    “Damn, I love to go down on you,” he murmured. “I think I’m
addicted to those sounds you make, the way your breath catches in the back of
your throat when I do this.”
    He flicked at her with his tongue again, over and over. She
tried to get a breath, couldn’t, and instead screwed her eyes shut and hung on
for the ride. Her hands fisted in the bed covers when he angled his head and
his rough jaw scarped against flesh so sensitive she trembled at the contact. She
gasped. Her body stiffened.
    “Fuck yeah, Lexi.”
    Her hips jerked. Once. Twice. And then sensation exploded in
bright light behind her eyelids, a shaft of pleasure so intense it was almost
pain between her legs. Her head went back, her body shook.
    “I’m so sorry I didn’t do that for you last night.”
    The words were low, thick and she barely heard them. She tried
to control her breathing—to some level of normal anyway—and failed.
    “Again,” he demanded.
    “Nash…” But already he’d slid two thick fingers inside her.
God, how she ached to be filled, fucked, but properly.
    His tongue—merciless, unrelenting—flicked at her swollen
clit again as he fingered her in a maddening rhythm. She grasped for his
shoulders, couldn’t quite reach, dug her fingers into his scalp instead and did
the only thing she could—she rocked her hips against the assault, moaning his
name over and over until the pleasure became so intense she exploded, again,
just like he’d demanded.
    Lexi fought for breath, aware on some distant level that
Nash had already made a move to get up from the bed. He’d done good, so good,
but she still ached. For him. And if the huge bulge in the front of his pants
was anything to go on, so did he.
    “Nash, now .”
    “Ah…no.”
    “Nash, please…I want you. Inside me. Now.”
    “No.”
    “Nash…God, I’ll beg.”
    He closed his eyes, groaned. “You have no idea how much I
want to, how much I’d love to hear that, but… It won’t matter. I gave you my
word.”
    She pushed herself up on one elbow and frowned. “And you did
what you said. Perfectly. Expertly. Twice. There’s no way you can feel
as good as I remember.”
    One half of his mouth lifted in a smile. “Yeah?”
    “Yeah.”
    He shook his head. “I’m sorry, Lexi. You have no idea how
much.” Regret tinged every word, every syllable, so strong, so resounding it
was almost tangible as he sat on the edge of the bed and turned away from her.
“I gave you my word, and to me? That’s everything.”
    Lexi touched one hunched shoulder, keeping the contact soft,
gentle. He was shaking, fine trembles he couldn’t hope to hide.
    Huh.
    “Just—just give me some space, okay?” he ground out. “I may
be a man of my word, but I’m just a man. And right now I need to cool the fuck
down.” The words were forced out, low and rough

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