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“Do you?” She slid her warm, soft hands under my shirt. “If I may, I’d like to suggest one small adjustment to your plan.”

I grinned, knowing I’d love whatever she had in mind. “Adjust away.”

“I suggest we take all night.”

“Absolutely,” I agreed. “And wait until I show you my plans for watching the sunrise.”

* * *

Samantha

We fellsilent and everything in the world, even gravity itself, seemed to shift around us. Evan and I clung to each other as he backed me into my bedroom. We pulled off our own and each other’s clothes along the way, so that we were skin to skin by the time he laid me on the bed and hovered above me. He kissed me then, so deeply and earnestly and passionately that I couldn’t think of anything but the sensation of him. This.This is how it feels to give in and give over and fall and fall and...

He kissed his way down my body, lavishing attention on each breast with his tongue and teeth and fingers. I groaned and bucked and pleaded. He teased and tasted and provided. His mouth branded a path over my belly, my hips, my thighs. He ran his tongue over my clitoris and I shuddered and hissed in a breath. He kissed and sucked and licked. I twisted my hands in his hair.

My clit and folds throbbed. Heat coiled in my belly. My breath hitched. He slipped two fingers inside me, matching the rhythm of my thrusts, moving faster, pushing me out of control. I arched my hips off the bed and panted his name as my entire core tightened down into a hot, molten point and exploded out into the universe.

I had barely come down off that high when he began stroking me again. He moved his mouth back to my breasts and penetrated me again with two fingers, then three. The heat and need built again in no time. I clamped down on him and rode him. Each nip and suck on my breast sent hot pleasure pulsing through me.

“Now,” he said. “Come now.” His words demanded. His mouth worshipped. His eyes locked with mine, revealing something dark, uncontrollable. Irresistible.

I fought my body, refused his command, drew out the pre-release pleasure until it turned into pain. My resistance tortured him, challenged him, aroused him. I watched every emotion play across his face and settle in his fathomless eyes.

He grinned. He rolled on a condom with one hand while still fucking me with the other. Then he pulled out his fingers and plunged his dick into me. Deep, hard, pounding. Pain and pleasure and release tangled together. I couldn’t move or scream or breathe. He clutched my hips and angled them off the bed. Deeper. Harder. Faster.

I fell off a cliff. Tumbled weightless. Shattered into a million pieces. And pulled him with me.

There was no more resistance. No more holding back. No more barriers between us.

This. This is how I always want us to feel.

* * *

Evan

After a nightof sex so intense, so confessional it had sometimes scared me, Red and I caught a few hours of sleep. Then, as promised, I woke her as the sun rose. We came together gently, almost sweetly, yet still so intensely, when she writhed on top of me and tightened around my cock with her orgasm, she dragged me over the edge from painful need into complete pleasure. Afterward, we fell asleep, her on my chest, me still inside her.

We were dead to the world again until my alarm went off at 0745 hours. I climbed out of her bed and returned to my own room for a quick shower, a change of clothes, and a beard trim, and by 0810 entered the team kitchen in search of caffeine and sustenance.

Jensen was there, wearing a red- and white-checked apron over his jeans and tee shirt. “I wasn’t sure we’d see either of the lovebirds before the morning meeting.”

I pointed to his outfit, deflecting. “Isn’t there a staff that brings in the food each day so you don’t have to make the meals? Not that I’m complaining because those pancakes look killer.”

“Thank you, and yes about the staff, but to be honest, I miss cooking. When I was married, I was the chef of the house. Cooking for one isn’t the same.”

“I hear you.” I poured myself a cup of coffee from the French press. “I picked up some skills after my parents died, when it was just Kerri and me. I still make dinner for her a few times a month, but I don’t cook much otherwise.”

He smiled. “I don’t think Doc’s much of a cook, so I’m sure she’ll appreciate your skills. By the way, TJ said if I saw you before 0900, I should tell you your boss is here and you can join them in TJ’s office.” He dropped his voice. “Although if I were you, I’d pile up a plate for two and head back upstairs.”

I sighed. “You have no idea how tempting that is, but I promised Bennet we’d catch up before he joins us for the meeting. I’ll be back for pancakes, though, if you don’t mind saving a few for me.”

“Sure thing.”

I stepped into the large main room and waved to Kessler and Li, who were kickboxing at the far side of the gym. I took a few steps toward TJ’s office, then turned back to the kitchen. “Hey Jensen, I’m sorry about your divorce.”

“Thanks. But I guess it was inevitable, given all the lying.”

I stiffened. “The lying?”

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