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“I was unconscious, but they told me I did.”
“I’m going to show you a trick,” he said.
Kirsty had to shake her head to follow the conversation.
“This was the sum of my underwear knowledge before I accidentally bought a lingerie shop.”
There was a tiny click in the middle of her back and her bra slid down her arms.
“I’m impressed,” she said softly.
“Had the army record. Fastest underwear removal.”
He threw her bra behind him into the darkness as his hands covered her breasts. Kirsty closed her eyes and swayed.
“Bet that was a useful conflict skill,” she said.
“I have lots of useful skills.”
His head dipped to her breasts. Kirsty found it difficult to stay upright under his touch. He ran his tongue over her nipple before biting it softly. She groaned and swayed backwards. One of his hands shot around her to keep her upright.
“I want you here,” he said against her skin.
She threaded her hands through his hair and pulled his mouth towards her chest. Yes. She wanted to be here. Lake suckled on her as his hand pushed her knees apart. He shuffled between them until they were skin to skin. He kissed the outside curve of her breast and another scar. Kirsty barely noticed. She was more focused on the feel of him between her legs, and the fact that there was only a thin layer of satin separating them. His large hand slid over her thigh and hip to her waist. He thumbed the thickest scars over her kidney. There were three large ones, criss-crossing each other and surrounded by lots of little ones.
“I’ve got to tell you, babe...” he said as he kissed her neck.
Kirsty’s head fell back to give him access.
“Your scars are impressive, but I’ve come across much better.”
She held on to his shoulders as she lost the ability to think.
“Plus, if this is a scar competition, I still win. You only got yours from an accident. I got mine from conflict.”
He let her fall backwards onto the bed. His hands moved over all of her, from thigh to breast, making every single part of her tingle and sing.
“Who are you trying to kid, Benson?” Her voice was low and raspy. It took a great deal of effort to think, let alone talk. Especially when his fingers hooked under her pants and she felt them slide down her legs. “You got your scars by screwing up on training exercises. You caused yours. That means I win.”
Lake laughed as he kissed her inner thigh.
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“Well,” he said, his breath hot against her skin. “If you win. What’s your prize?”
Brazenly, Kirsty lifted her hips from the bed towards his lips.
Lake growled as he lowered his head. And Kirsty stopped thinking about her scars for the first time in years.
Kirsty Campbell was making him crazy. She was a mass of contradictions. Soft. Strong. Insecure. Brave. She tasted like old-fashioned sweeties and felt like satin. Each touch on her skin sent ripples of vibrations through her that he could feel along the length of her body. She wiggled up onto the bed until her head was on the pillow. Lake lowered himself on top of her.
“I love your muscles,” she said on a sigh.
Her hands moved over him so fast it made him smile. She obviously didn’t know where to touch first.
“Even if they are steroid induced,” she said.
“Hey.” He kissed her hard and felt her leg curl up around his back.
