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Adrian’s eyes were dark. “What do you need, sweetheart?” he asked.
“You,” I whispered. “Please.”
He took two steps to me, and then I was in his arms, his mouth on mine. Shocks ran through my nerves; I had never enjoyed kissing anyone like I did Adrian. He licked into my mouth and walked me back toward the bed.
I ended up on my back with Adrian between my thighs. His hand slid down my jeans; he shifted my panties to the side and pressed a finger inside me. He groaned. “You’re so wet, sweetheart,” he said and kissed me again.
I moaned into his mouth as pleasure thrummed through me. “Adrian.” He circled my clit with his thumb, and I cried out, lost to desire and the overwhelming need that welled up within me. I clutched at him. “I need?—”
“I know,” he murmured. “But I want you to come apart on my fingers first, all right? Do that, and then you can have me.”
He stroked his thumb over me again and again until I was shivering and moaning as I soared over the edge. I kissed him, pushing him back slightly until he rolled onto his back. I kicked my jeans off the rest of the way, getting rid of my panties along with them, and straddled his hips. “Now, you,” I said, leaning over to kiss him.
Adrian swallowed, nodding. “Yeah.” I unzipped his jeans and tugged them down. When I wrapped my hand around him to position him, however, he stopped me. “I don’t have anything this time.”
“I have an implant,” I said. “I didn’t get a chance to tell you last time. And I’m clean. Are you?”
When he nodded, I lifted myself up and slid down onto him, breath hitching in my throat. Adrian groaned, eyes hazy as he watched me. “You feel incredible.”
I began to move, rolling my hips into his, and Adrian’s breath grew heavy, hands holding my waist. I was anchored here, in his hands, our bodies joined in the most intimate way possible. “Oh,” I sighed, shivering. “Oh, God—!” Pleasure wound itself tight in my belly, and I tried to move with it, go faster, but it wasn’t enough. I whined, and Adrian wrapped me in his arms and rolled us so that my back was against the mattress.
He thrusted against me, moving harder and faster and better than I could do on my own, and I clutched at his shoulders, gasping at the delicious heat that filled my belly. “Please,” I murmured, kissing his lips, down his chin, his throat. “Please, please.”
Adrian kissed me, shushing me softly. His hips slowed, though they didn’t stop, and there was something about the deep fullness of him inside me that made that heat coiling along my spine stoke all the hotter. “Easy, sweetheart. I’ll get you there.” He wrapped a hand around my thigh, brought it up over his hip so that the angle changed slightly, and I was suddenly on a hair trigger. “Come for me,” he murmured. That’s all it took. I fell apart in his arms, and Adrian held me through it, riding out his own pleasure.
We lay there afterward, holding one another, but then the cell phone in my jeans began to ring.
SEVENTEEN
ADRIAN
Nataliya dove for the phone. I didn’t miss the sheer panic on her face: it wasn’t time for her nightly call with Elias yet, and so far, calls at any other time hadn’t meant anything good.
“Sakharok,” she crooned as she answered, obviously ready for bad news. “How are you?” I couldn’t hear Elias’s side of the conversation, but I watched her face. The smile that curved her mouth was soft and real and wonderful. “Are you behaving for Sam and Owen?”
They chatted back and forth for a moment, and I got up and cleaned myself up in the bathroom. By the time I got back, Nataliya had tugged on her clothes. She was seated on the edge of the bed, and I didn’t miss the way she gripped the side of the mattress. Her knuckles were nearly white under the pressure of it…but she didn’t look upset. Instead, she looked elated.
“Really? Can he really get started?” she asked. She’s talking to Sam now, I thought. “Thank you. Thank you so much!” After a few moments, she hung up, and then she was in my arms again. “Sam said he’s ready to start treatment! He passed all of her tests; he meets all of the benchmarks.”
I held her close. “That’s amazing,” I said against her hair. “I knew he could do it.”
“He’s been so brave this whole time,” Nataliya said.
I nodded. “He deserves all of the good things.”
A look skittered over her face, and she was suddenly not as relaxed in my arms. “You’re right,” she said and pulled away gently. “He does deserve everything that I have to give him. Every bit of my focus and attention.”
It didn’t take a genius to realize she regretted letting herself get distracted with me, and I couldn’t even blame her. Aside from some temporary pleasure, what did I have to offer her, really? Why would she want to be with me? She had a lot on her plate already, and my job wasn’t the most stable. I was always running from one place to another.
You could give it up. That was what Gabe had said. I didn’t have to be leading the charge into every dangerous situation that called to me…but I didn’t know how to be anything else.
“Let me look at the files. I can send whatever needs to be decrypted to Drake,” Nataliya suggested, fishing the thumb drive out of her jeans. “By the time Gabe and Zach get here, hopefully we’ll have a better idea of what’s going on.”
“Sure,” I said. “Sounds great.”
Nataliya set up her laptop at the desk, much nicer than the one at the motel, and booted it up. I watched her pull files off the thumb drive, and then her fingers flew over the keyboard, eyes flicking back and forth.
She snorted after a few minutes of silence. “What’s up?” I asked, coming to stand at her side.
