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“Did you hear me?” she mumbled as she lifted her shoulder against his lips.
Reno smiled at the irate drowsiness. He could hear the threat of laughter in her voice, despite her tone. She liked to play at being tough, unemotional, but he could hear the threads of feelings that she tried to hide.
“I hear you, grouch.” He raked his teeth over the flesh he was caressing, smiling at the faint shiver that gripped her body. “You’re just a coffee hussy. You think you’re going to convince me to fix you some.”
Soft laughter greeted the accusation.
“Guilty.” She rolled to her side, dragging the sheet around her as she glanced up at him.
Something in his chest expanded, threatening to steal his breath as he stared down at her. Her angel’s face staring up at him, those dark, sleepy eyes staring at him from the flushed expanse of her face. She had the power to steal his breath, and often did.
He held her close, his arms tightening around her as she cuddled against him hesitantly. He could feel her breasts pressing against his chest through the sheet she had pulled around her like a shield. But at least she wasn’t running.
“I really need that coffee, Reno.” Her voice was languid, as lazy as the hand that played almost unconsciously through the mat of hair on his chest.
“You gotta pay for it first.” He grinned as she sighed with exasperation.
“You should be tired,” she grumped. “I’m tired. You didn’t even let me sleep last night.”
“Of course I did.” He smiled against the top of her head as he pushed the sheet away impatiently. “You slept between two and seven while I made some calls and reenergized with a snack.”
“You eat too much.” Her casual tone was spoiled by the tensing of her body when he mentioned the phone calls.
He wasn’t going to let her ignore who and what he was. That wasn’t going to help when the next assignment came up. That, unfortunately, he knew would be sooner than he had expected.
“I have to keep up my energy,” he whispered as he pressed her to her back, pulling the sheet away from her as she watched him, her eyes darkening with arousal.
“How pretty,” he sighed as his hand smoothed down her stomach, feeling the muscles ripple beneath his fingers as he moved unerringly to the heat between her thighs.
Her breath caught, her eyes widened as he cupped the damp, bare flesh there. He loved that look, surprise and arousal, a hint of confusion, as though she hadn’t yet figured out why the pleasure was so intense.
His head lowered to capture the sweetest lips he had ever kissed as his fingers played erotically in the hottest, silkiest folds of flesh God had ever made. Raven just felt different from any other woman. She tasted different; she smelled different. Everything about her was so unique, so soft and sweet and spicy that it sent his senses spinning. She was addictive. She made his head spin, made his heart pound out of control, and his hands ache to hold her forever.
For now, his fingers parted the swollen folds between her thighs, caressing her gently as she gasped beneath his kiss. Her hands clenched his shoulders, dragging a groan from his chest as pleasure whipped through him. He tightened against the surge of lust that nearly overwhelmed his senses.
She arched beneath his hands, her hips pressing closer, the swollen bud of her clitoris rubbing into his palm as she tensed beneath him. Reno raised his head, staring down at her intently, seeing the wash of heated hunger suffusing her face as she stared back at him in bemusement.
He slid a finger slowly past the tender opening of her vagina, watching her mouth open as a cry escaped them. God she made him crazy.
His cock twitched in anticipation as he thrust his finger inside the heated depths of her cleft, massaging and caressing the silken tissue that rippled beneath his touch. Her breathing was harsh now, thready little moans escaping her throat as her head tilted back, her eyes closing while her hands moved down his chest, her nails raking over his flesh.
“What are you doing to me?” she moaned, writhing beneath him as he slid another finger inside her, working her muscles slowly, easily, feeling the slick cream of her arousal coating his fingers as she clenched around them.
“Loving you,” he whispered as he read the dazed pleasure consuming her expression. “Do you feel me loving you, Raven?”
He thrust in harder, deeper, finding the ultrasensitive mass of nerves, so that when his fingers pressed into it, rotating subtly, she cried out with sensual abandon, arching closer, her hips pumping against his hand as the muscles of her cunt convulsed around his fingers.
“There you go, baby,” he whispered, forcing back his own driving hunger to watch hers. “Let me love you, Raven.”
He twisted his fingers inside her, sliding nearly free before driving deep again. He watched her face, relished the ecstasy that consumed her even as his own hunger bit deep into his loins. He was dying for her. He would die for her.
Filtering the overpowering lust was the incredible
love he had always felt for this woman. She was so much a part of him that he could never imagine life without her now. Couldn’t risk that she would turn away when the job became a reality rather than a distant thought.
Gritting his teeth, he quickened his fingers inside her, pushing her over the edge, watching her dissolve as he pulled free and slid quickly between her thighs. She was still convulsing, the muscles rippling and clenching as he positioned the straining length of his cock and pushed inside her.
“Oh God, Reno,” she cried out beneath him, her legs rising to circle his hips, her arms wrapping around his neck as her eyes opened, the deep blue burning with emotion and pleasure as she stared up at him. “Don’t let me go. Please don’t let me go.”
