whisper and she felt something inside her break. “I messed up, I have to make up for it somehow.”
“Avery—”
“All I can do is try the memory stim and pray that I can give you some intel that might help us keep the base safe and push back at the aliens.”
“Dammit.” His fingers tightened on her skin. “Why do you always have to fight everything I say?”
Anger sparked, hot and righteous. “Because sometimes you don’t listen! That head of yours can be pretty hard.”
With a warning tone, he backed her up a few steps. “Avery—”
“Don’t tell me to let it go, that it isn’t my fault. The same would apply to your family.”
He stiffened. “My family has nothing to do with this.”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t feel guilty that they died and you didn’t. That you didn’t do something to save them. You gave up everything to join the military and fight for them.” She lowered her voice. “I have to do the same.”
His blue eyes turned to steel. Her back hit the wall and her throat suddenly went dry, but she stood her ground.
And found herself pinned to the wall by Roth’s body.
Then he cursed and slid his hands under her bottom. Helpless to resist, she wrapped her legs around his waist, and his hard cock pressed firmly against her. They both groaned.
“Damn,” he muttered. “You’ve crawled under my skin. I think of you every damn minute of the day. Even on my missions, when I should be focused on other things.”
His confession, delivered in that deep growl, made her shudder, her hands sinking into his shoulders. He was only covered by that thin towel, and a part of her was desperate to see him. She wanted to stroke her hands all over him—his hard chest, his thick thighs, the long cock she felt against her.
Roth cursed again, and then one of his hands was under her shirt, cupping her breast, kneading.
“This is crazy,” she whispered. “Half the time we don’t like each other, and the rest of the time—”
“And the rest of the time, we both want to tear each other’s clothes off.” He tweaked her nipple between his fingers making her moan.
“Damn you, yes,” she hissed.
“Nothing wrong in finding some pleasure, Avery.”
Because she couldn’t stop herself, she rubbed against him, saw his eyes flare. “I know. But generally I prefer to like my lovers.”
His hand slid lower, and then it was between them, shoving her skirt up. When a long finger slid against the edge of her panties, she made a small noise, her hips tipping forward.
“You like me, sweetheart. Even if you won’t admit it.”
He pushed her panties to the side, his finger running through her folds. She was embarrassingly wet for him.
He groaned. “Sweetheart. So wet, so perfect. I can’t wait to put my mouth here, lap you all up.”
His words made her belly clench. “Roth—”
Without warning, he slid one blunt finger inside her. She arched again, made a keening cry.
“You like that,” he growled. His thumb brushed through her curls, found her clit.
She made another choked cry. The sensations storming through her were glorious. “Yes. God, it’s been so long since anyone’s touched me.”
“I’ll touch you, baby,” he murmured.
Then suddenly, she was pulled away from the wall and he was carrying her, striding toward the couch. He dropped her on the over-soft cushions. Then he tugged her toward the edge, spreading her legs and kneeling between them on the floor.
Avery had the fleeting thought that she should say something, do something. But he ripped her panties away and left her spread there, bare for him to see, and she couldn’t form any words. She felt like she was in a sensual storm, unable to do anything except just hold on for the ride.
No, dammit . She wanted him to enjoy this, too. She reached for him.
“Uh-uh.” He shook his head, lowering to nip her hipbone.
“Roth.” Her hips lifted. “I want to touch you.”
“You will. But right now, I want to lap at
“Avery—”
“All I can do is try the memory stim and pray that I can give you some intel that might help us keep the base safe and push back at the aliens.”
“Dammit.” His fingers tightened on her skin. “Why do you always have to fight everything I say?”
Anger sparked, hot and righteous. “Because sometimes you don’t listen! That head of yours can be pretty hard.”
With a warning tone, he backed her up a few steps. “Avery—”
“Don’t tell me to let it go, that it isn’t my fault. The same would apply to your family.”
He stiffened. “My family has nothing to do with this.”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t feel guilty that they died and you didn’t. That you didn’t do something to save them. You gave up everything to join the military and fight for them.” She lowered her voice. “I have to do the same.”
His blue eyes turned to steel. Her back hit the wall and her throat suddenly went dry, but she stood her ground.
And found herself pinned to the wall by Roth’s body.
Then he cursed and slid his hands under her bottom. Helpless to resist, she wrapped her legs around his waist, and his hard cock pressed firmly against her. They both groaned.
“Damn,” he muttered. “You’ve crawled under my skin. I think of you every damn minute of the day. Even on my missions, when I should be focused on other things.”
His confession, delivered in that deep growl, made her shudder, her hands sinking into his shoulders. He was only covered by that thin towel, and a part of her was desperate to see him. She wanted to stroke her hands all over him—his hard chest, his thick thighs, the long cock she felt against her.
Roth cursed again, and then one of his hands was under her shirt, cupping her breast, kneading.
“This is crazy,” she whispered. “Half the time we don’t like each other, and the rest of the time—”
“And the rest of the time, we both want to tear each other’s clothes off.” He tweaked her nipple between his fingers making her moan.
“Damn you, yes,” she hissed.
“Nothing wrong in finding some pleasure, Avery.”
Because she couldn’t stop herself, she rubbed against him, saw his eyes flare. “I know. But generally I prefer to like my lovers.”
His hand slid lower, and then it was between them, shoving her skirt up. When a long finger slid against the edge of her panties, she made a small noise, her hips tipping forward.
“You like me, sweetheart. Even if you won’t admit it.”
He pushed her panties to the side, his finger running through her folds. She was embarrassingly wet for him.
He groaned. “Sweetheart. So wet, so perfect. I can’t wait to put my mouth here, lap you all up.”
His words made her belly clench. “Roth—”
Without warning, he slid one blunt finger inside her. She arched again, made a keening cry.
“You like that,” he growled. His thumb brushed through her curls, found her clit.
She made another choked cry. The sensations storming through her were glorious. “Yes. God, it’s been so long since anyone’s touched me.”
“I’ll touch you, baby,” he murmured.
Then suddenly, she was pulled away from the wall and he was carrying her, striding toward the couch. He dropped her on the over-soft cushions. Then he tugged her toward the edge, spreading her legs and kneeling between them on the floor.
Avery had the fleeting thought that she should say something, do something. But he ripped her panties away and left her spread there, bare for him to see, and she couldn’t form any words. She felt like she was in a sensual storm, unable to do anything except just hold on for the ride.
No, dammit . She wanted him to enjoy this, too. She reached for him.
“Uh-uh.” He shook his head, lowering to nip her hipbone.
“Roth.” Her hips lifted. “I want to touch you.”
“You will. But right now, I want to lap at
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