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across the shell of her ear.
She sighed, wriggling against his erection, laughing out loud when his teeth scraped over a pulse point. “Maybe we should try the bed.”
Louie snorted. “I’d love to try a bed. The bunk doesn’t count as a bed. It’s too bloody narrow. I’m lucky I haven’t knocked myself out.”
“Good point.” Mac considered the bunks for a second before turning back to Louie. “We could always do a little redecorating. Mattress on the floor.”
“You just want to ride me, woman.”
“Damn straight. Nothing better than being in control,” Mac said.
Louie nodded. “Not a bad idea, but I wanna play a little first.” Raw need sizzled on his face, darkening his brown eyes to almost black.
Mac took one look and moisture gathered between her legs, desire a savage throb inside her pussy. She wanted him to fill her, to slide his cock between her legs and halt the sweet pain that filled her. Damn. She closed her eyes and swallowed, tension ramping up between them. “I need you,” she said, straining against his body, rubbing against his erection and trying to force the issue, make his patience snap.
It didn’t work.
Louie ran one hand down her back, pausing to strip off her dangling bra. Heat stabbed her with his every touch, her nipples pebbling to hard, needy points.
“Pretty. I love your breasts.” He stroked the underside of one, lifting the heavy globe and laving the plump curve. “You taste good.”
“I’m sweaty,” she protested.
“Yeah, but you smell nice.” He licked a slow path around the areola then blew.
“I thought you were in a hurry.”
“Nah, I never said that,” he said, and she could tell by his expression nothing she said would induce him to speed. Maybe she should just enjoy the ride because if there was one thing she knew about Louie it was he was a generous lover. He liked his partner to feel good. “We have plenty of time.”
“Won’t everyone wonder if we don’t turn up in the gym?”
“No, because you’re gonna say you were so tired you fell asleep. I’m gonna say I had to do some office work, and no one is going to think anything about it because after the next mission, one or both of us will be in the gym with everyone else.”
Mac gave in to the impulse to touch and stroked a hand over his bristly cheek. She grinned into his serious countenance. “If you think that will work.”
“We’ll make it work.”
“Good. Can we get to the good stuff now?”
They stared at each other. Louie rubbed his groin against her hip, his hard erection burning through the layer of fabric still separating their bodies. “This feels pretty good to me.” He closed the gap between their mouths to brush a kiss over her lips. It started off slow, growing to passionate. Desperate.
Mac struggled with the button and hook of Louie’s fly, desperate to feel his entire body, to fondle his ass. He had the sexiest butt. Finally, she gave up in frustration. It was difficult to concentrate on more than one thing at once. Kissing Louie fried her brain. She tried not to think about it too much, the way he made her feel. Happy and excited. There was no time in her life for a relationship. This thing with Louie was all about the sex. She tore her mouth from his. “Can we do this?”
“All in good time.”
“But this isn’t romance. It’s fucking to scratch an itch,” she snapped, glaring at him. Why wasn’t he like other men? They craved sex and took what they wanted without a desire to savor the experience.
Louie stilled. Surprise then determination flitted over his face. Maybe some intrigue as well. Dammit, she didn’t want to captivate him, make him want to pursue her. She wanted him to understand that this was casual, without expectations on her part. What was wrong with plain, selfish sex? The world had gone mad, becoming way too politically correct for her liking.
Louie stepped back, his gaze softening as he studied her body. “You’ve lost weight.
She sighed, wriggling against his erection, laughing out loud when his teeth scraped over a pulse point. “Maybe we should try the bed.”
Louie snorted. “I’d love to try a bed. The bunk doesn’t count as a bed. It’s too bloody narrow. I’m lucky I haven’t knocked myself out.”
“Good point.” Mac considered the bunks for a second before turning back to Louie. “We could always do a little redecorating. Mattress on the floor.”
“You just want to ride me, woman.”
“Damn straight. Nothing better than being in control,” Mac said.
Louie nodded. “Not a bad idea, but I wanna play a little first.” Raw need sizzled on his face, darkening his brown eyes to almost black.
Mac took one look and moisture gathered between her legs, desire a savage throb inside her pussy. She wanted him to fill her, to slide his cock between her legs and halt the sweet pain that filled her. Damn. She closed her eyes and swallowed, tension ramping up between them. “I need you,” she said, straining against his body, rubbing against his erection and trying to force the issue, make his patience snap.
It didn’t work.
Louie ran one hand down her back, pausing to strip off her dangling bra. Heat stabbed her with his every touch, her nipples pebbling to hard, needy points.
“Pretty. I love your breasts.” He stroked the underside of one, lifting the heavy globe and laving the plump curve. “You taste good.”
“I’m sweaty,” she protested.
“Yeah, but you smell nice.” He licked a slow path around the areola then blew.
“I thought you were in a hurry.”
“Nah, I never said that,” he said, and she could tell by his expression nothing she said would induce him to speed. Maybe she should just enjoy the ride because if there was one thing she knew about Louie it was he was a generous lover. He liked his partner to feel good. “We have plenty of time.”
“Won’t everyone wonder if we don’t turn up in the gym?”
“No, because you’re gonna say you were so tired you fell asleep. I’m gonna say I had to do some office work, and no one is going to think anything about it because after the next mission, one or both of us will be in the gym with everyone else.”
Mac gave in to the impulse to touch and stroked a hand over his bristly cheek. She grinned into his serious countenance. “If you think that will work.”
“We’ll make it work.”
“Good. Can we get to the good stuff now?”
They stared at each other. Louie rubbed his groin against her hip, his hard erection burning through the layer of fabric still separating their bodies. “This feels pretty good to me.” He closed the gap between their mouths to brush a kiss over her lips. It started off slow, growing to passionate. Desperate.
Mac struggled with the button and hook of Louie’s fly, desperate to feel his entire body, to fondle his ass. He had the sexiest butt. Finally, she gave up in frustration. It was difficult to concentrate on more than one thing at once. Kissing Louie fried her brain. She tried not to think about it too much, the way he made her feel. Happy and excited. There was no time in her life for a relationship. This thing with Louie was all about the sex. She tore her mouth from his. “Can we do this?”
“All in good time.”
“But this isn’t romance. It’s fucking to scratch an itch,” she snapped, glaring at him. Why wasn’t he like other men? They craved sex and took what they wanted without a desire to savor the experience.
Louie stilled. Surprise then determination flitted over his face. Maybe some intrigue as well. Dammit, she didn’t want to captivate him, make him want to pursue her. She wanted him to understand that this was casual, without expectations on her part. What was wrong with plain, selfish sex? The world had gone mad, becoming way too politically correct for her liking.
Louie stepped back, his gaze softening as he studied her body. “You’ve lost weight.
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