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me naked and in bed?”
I gestured at the window. “Did that look like a game to you?” I moved closer to her until I was in her space, filling her vision. God, she smelled incredible, fresh out of the shower, still damp, shampoo and soap and lotion. “And besides, Doc, when I decide to get you naked and in bed, I won’t need games to do it.” I tugged her lower lip down with my thumb, watched her pupils dilate, her nostrils flare, her chest swell. “When I want you naked, Lola, it’ll be my hands stripping your clothes off. And when I want you in bed, it’ll be me tossing you where I want you.”
“Oh.” It was a breath, a whisper.
I trailed my index finger down her breastbone, between the edges of her robe, tugging it open just a little, down to the knotted belt. I tugged the end to untie it, and then I was treated to a widening gap of bare caramel flesh, the V of cleavage, the upper slopes of her incredible tits, a sliver of belly—I didn’t allow myself to look any lower. Save that for later. Savor it. I let myself breathe in her scent, memorizing the precious glimpses of her body…
And then I pushed her toward her bedroom. “Get going, Lola. Put some clothes on.”
She moved toward her bedroom, and I had to bite my lip and force myself to stay in place as the robe billowed open. A tug, and she’d be naked, facing me. All that flesh, all those sweet curves, bare for me.
I growled from the effort necessary to keep myself where I was, hands to myself.
Lola paused, glancing at me over her shoulder as she reached her bedroom door. “Why are you growling?”
“Because we don’t have time for what I want, and you’re pushing the limits of my self-control.”
She frowned. “I’m not doing anything.”
“You don’t have to do anything. You tempt me just by existing, Doc.”
Skin as dark as hers didn’t really flush, but I could see it in the way she looked at me, in the pause, in the confused, pleased light in her eyes. Her mouth opened, but then closed again and she shut the door between us. Probably safest for her. Within a few minutes she emerged dressed in a pair of skin-tight black yoga pants and a tight orange tank top that highlighted the exotic shade of her skin and the unbelievable perfection of her tits, hair in a tight French braid, wearing a pair of old, worn, comfortable looking, and—most importantly—sensible Chucks. No makeup, she was dressed in ten minutes flat, including that fancy French braid.
“Damn, girl, that was fast.”
She shrugged. “You gave me the impression that time is of the essence.”
“Sure as hell is, honey.” I glanced out the window again, but didn’t see anything amiss outside. “Grab your purse and any necessities. I’m not sure when we’ll be coming back here.”
She unplugged her phone from the charger cord on the kitchen counter, tossed it in her purse, and slid the purse over her shoulder cross-body. “I have to work tomorrow.”
“Well…you’ll have to call in sick or something. Not now, though. Once we’re clear of immediate danger.
“A couple things you need to understand before we really get started, okay? Number one, when we’re on the move, in a hot situation—and I don’t mean sexy hot, I mean people trying to hurt us hot—you do as I say, when I say, and you do not ever hesitate. That’s most important.” I cupped my hand around the back of her neck, drawing her closer to me. Let her see the truth in my eyes. “Second, just as important, is that no matter what you see me do, know that I’ll never ever hurt you, or let anyone hurt you. Okay? You don’t need to be afraid of me.”
She frowned. “You’re scaring me a little, Thresh.”
I drew my Sig Sauer. “You should be a little scared. I’ll get you through this, but…it ain’t gonna be a walk in the park. Now, yank open your door, but don’t put yourself in view of the opening. As soon as it’s open, get behind me and
I gestured at the window. “Did that look like a game to you?” I moved closer to her until I was in her space, filling her vision. God, she smelled incredible, fresh out of the shower, still damp, shampoo and soap and lotion. “And besides, Doc, when I decide to get you naked and in bed, I won’t need games to do it.” I tugged her lower lip down with my thumb, watched her pupils dilate, her nostrils flare, her chest swell. “When I want you naked, Lola, it’ll be my hands stripping your clothes off. And when I want you in bed, it’ll be me tossing you where I want you.”
“Oh.” It was a breath, a whisper.
I trailed my index finger down her breastbone, between the edges of her robe, tugging it open just a little, down to the knotted belt. I tugged the end to untie it, and then I was treated to a widening gap of bare caramel flesh, the V of cleavage, the upper slopes of her incredible tits, a sliver of belly—I didn’t allow myself to look any lower. Save that for later. Savor it. I let myself breathe in her scent, memorizing the precious glimpses of her body…
And then I pushed her toward her bedroom. “Get going, Lola. Put some clothes on.”
She moved toward her bedroom, and I had to bite my lip and force myself to stay in place as the robe billowed open. A tug, and she’d be naked, facing me. All that flesh, all those sweet curves, bare for me.
I growled from the effort necessary to keep myself where I was, hands to myself.
Lola paused, glancing at me over her shoulder as she reached her bedroom door. “Why are you growling?”
“Because we don’t have time for what I want, and you’re pushing the limits of my self-control.”
She frowned. “I’m not doing anything.”
“You don’t have to do anything. You tempt me just by existing, Doc.”
Skin as dark as hers didn’t really flush, but I could see it in the way she looked at me, in the pause, in the confused, pleased light in her eyes. Her mouth opened, but then closed again and she shut the door between us. Probably safest for her. Within a few minutes she emerged dressed in a pair of skin-tight black yoga pants and a tight orange tank top that highlighted the exotic shade of her skin and the unbelievable perfection of her tits, hair in a tight French braid, wearing a pair of old, worn, comfortable looking, and—most importantly—sensible Chucks. No makeup, she was dressed in ten minutes flat, including that fancy French braid.
“Damn, girl, that was fast.”
She shrugged. “You gave me the impression that time is of the essence.”
“Sure as hell is, honey.” I glanced out the window again, but didn’t see anything amiss outside. “Grab your purse and any necessities. I’m not sure when we’ll be coming back here.”
She unplugged her phone from the charger cord on the kitchen counter, tossed it in her purse, and slid the purse over her shoulder cross-body. “I have to work tomorrow.”
“Well…you’ll have to call in sick or something. Not now, though. Once we’re clear of immediate danger.
“A couple things you need to understand before we really get started, okay? Number one, when we’re on the move, in a hot situation—and I don’t mean sexy hot, I mean people trying to hurt us hot—you do as I say, when I say, and you do not ever hesitate. That’s most important.” I cupped my hand around the back of her neck, drawing her closer to me. Let her see the truth in my eyes. “Second, just as important, is that no matter what you see me do, know that I’ll never ever hurt you, or let anyone hurt you. Okay? You don’t need to be afraid of me.”
She frowned. “You’re scaring me a little, Thresh.”
I drew my Sig Sauer. “You should be a little scared. I’ll get you through this, but…it ain’t gonna be a walk in the park. Now, yank open your door, but don’t put yourself in view of the opening. As soon as it’s open, get behind me and
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