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Mine.

This time when I kissed her, it was hungry and needy. I held nothing back and Maddie met me kiss for kiss. When we broke apart, I pulled her sleep shirt over her head, kissing every fading cut along her arms. She was no longer wearing a bandage, but her surgery scar was still angry and red. I brushed it with gentle kisses.

Then I took my time teasing her naval with my tongue. Something I had found drove my woman insane, and today was no exception.

“Beau, stop that,” she said as she squirmed.

“Make me.”

She grabbed at my hair, and I redoubled my efforts. I pulled off her panties and put her legs over my shoulders. I teased the lips of her sex with kisses.

She stopped pulling my hair and dropped back against the pillows.

“You don’t have to stop doing that,” she admitted with a sigh.

“Good to know.”

She was already wet, but I was feeling greedy. I wanted more. I gently latched onto her clit with my teeth and Maddie whined my name. I swept my tongue against her swollen nub as I eased two fingers into her sex, intent on finding that spot that would drive her crazy. I didn’t have long to wait.

“S-so good. P-please, I need more.”

So did I. But first, I was going to give her the orgasm of her life. I nibbled at her clit as I rubbed my fingers inside her sheath.

“F-fuck. Beau!” she yelled.

Her muscles locked tight around my fingers as she released more honey for me to taste. She was right, it was so good. Maddie continued to tremble for long moments, then her body relaxed back into the pillows, her breathing beginning to even out.

I pulled my fingers out of her sex and drove my tongue inside her.

“Beau?” she shouted.

I began circling her clit with my thumb, slow and steady.

“Beau!”

I lifted my head. “You’re strong. You can take it. I want another orgasm.”

I bent down and went back to the best job of my life, driving Maddie Avery crazy.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

I woke up with my stomach rumbling, and I was also more than a little grumpy. I snuggled into Beau’s embrace a little more. God, it felt good waking up in his arms. He smelled so good, and I felt so safe. But seriously, my guy had a really strong competitive streak, and that was the reason I was grumpy. Capital ‘G’ grumpy.

I turned my head so I could get a good look at him. He looked more relaxed than I’d seen him since I’d come home from the hospital, but there were still dark circles under his eyes. After feeling him break down earlier, I could have kicked my own ass for not realizing just how much me being kidnapped had wrecked him. I was just so hyper-focused on him being the big, bad Marine Raider and my hero that I never considered just how scared he’d been for me.

I was a total dumbshit.

Then there was the fact that Mr. Hero felt the need to give more than take this afternoon. He’d been waiting on me hand and foot since I’d come home, not letting me lift a finger. I’d started to assert myself, but I’d figure things would work their way out over time. But here in the bedroom? No way. This needed to be equal. I needed to nip this bullshit in the bud! Plus, I liked doing for him.

Strike that, I loved doing for him.

I moved out of his arms and got off the bed.

“Maddie?” he asked sleepily.

“Bathroom,” I answered. “Go back to sleep.”

I waited until his breathing evened out, then bent down, picked up the T-shirt I’d been wearing, and put it on before going out to the kitchen.