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I turned back toward him and met his blazing stare.
“You’re the most incredible woman I’ve ever met. Did you know that?”
I gave him a cheeky wink.
“Of course I know that. How else do you think I nailed down one of the Marines’ elites? My pretty face?”
He belly laughed, something he didn’t do often.
“Yeah, sure, something like that. But you’re so much more than a pretty face.”
“That’s what I just said,” I teased, pressing my hand over his dog tags. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
“How about, there isn’t a thing about you that I don’t like?”
I gave him ‘the look’ and that made him chuckle again.
“Well, I mean, other than your friends.”
“Shut up!” I shove his shoulder as his arms pull me in toward his chest.
“Or how about, I honestly can’t fucking believe you came from Tommy’s junk. Like, ew, but also kind of unbelievable that such an ugly son of a bitch could make something as sweet and amazing and beautiful as you.”
Ew was definitely right, but, you know, I was kind of swooning over the backhanded compliment, too.
Leaning in and pulling on his neck so he’d lower his head to me, I stole a languid kiss.
“Want to know something else?”
“Hm?” I hummed, my lips still touching his in a half-kiss.
“I’m going to fuck you up against this wall in about…three-two-one—”
Down go the pants, and up tore my t-shirt, I was naked in about his count of three.
“You like it against the wall, don’t you?” I laughed breathlessly, loving the feel of his hard body pressing me against the chilled paint.
“It’s one of my favorites, but sex with you are all of my favorites. Some are just more favorites.”
That had me laughing my ass off while he shoved up his own shirt and unbuttoned his jeans.
My giggle was choked off with his hands grabbing my thighs, lifting me up just a little for an easy thrust.
“Oh, fuck…” I could hardly breathe with all of him inside me.
“You ok?” he asked with a breathless chuckle, dragging out of me before taking another hard thrust back in.
I couldn't help the moan of complete satisfaction that wretched from my throat with each draw.
“As much as I love this,” I panted against his lips, “I like it better on my back.”
“I can oblige that,” he murmured, holding me tight to his chest before completely moving me, still curled around his body.
My body hit the mattress with a satisfactory bounce, the damn thing squeaking in protest. With now free hands, he dragged his shirt the rest of the way over his head in the way that every girl loves to see, gripping it at the back of the collar. I know women were the ones who were supposed to have curves, but good Lord, the way his back curved as he threw off the t-shirt, then dipped down to drop his jeans the rest of the way down his thighs… Those were curves I could kiss and lick all day long.
One last slap of elastic against skin and the man was naked, crawling over me with wicked intent in his eyes. I liked him that way. He looked so natural as the predator, and I felt safe and sexy and desired as his prey. Nobody else’s; just his.
The moment his mouth found mine again, fingers curling around my hip, I could feel the first brush of his tags against my chest.
