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“Gracias a Dios.”
“Damn, I missed you talking all sexy.” He reached over and brushed back her hair. Nikita shivered at their connection. It’d been much too long, but it felt comfortable, safe even. “Scratch that. I just missed you.”
She smirked and rolled her eyes. “You do know Spanish is an extremely common language in the States, right?”
“Yeah, but…” His brown gaze dipped to her lips, then back to her eyes. “Nothing’s common about you, Kita.”
Palpable sexual tension mounted the longer she looked into his eyes. She’d left him high and dry years ago and somewhere along the way realized she’d also left her heart. Swallowing at the way his eyes darkened, her pulse quickened. She hadn’t stopped thinking about him and the way he kissed her the other day. It was all she could do to stay clear of the temptation for more.
“Do you still moan in Spanish when you come?” he whispered, lightly kissing the side of her neck.
Her heart thudded loudly in her ears, his lips causing sweet havoc. “Maybe.”
He pulled back. “I know I’d like to find out.”
“Kevlar….”
His finger over her lips silenced the rest. “That’s the best my name’s sounded on someone’s lips.”
“This might be a mistake,” she stated, mind already made.
Kevlar read between the lines and tugged her out of the chair in the next second. His lips crushed hers, the sensation painfully erotic. Settling her on top of the sturdy table, he wasted no time ripping off her shirt and tossing it to the floor. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she only broke free from his kiss to rid him of his bulletproof vest and shirt.I have to ask him about that.He bit her neck, and she arched into him.But not right now.
“Oh, damn,” she hissed, seeing his torso. His muscles, while fabulously tattooed, were covered in scars. They were beautiful in a horrific way, windows into the past. She cupped his face. “What the hell happened?”
“War, baby.” He forced a smile and unhooked her bra. “War happened.”
“When?” She ran her fingers over the divots bullets and knives made. Tears formed at the ones close to his heart. Any could’ve killed him. Suddenly, the vest made perfect sense. Without it, he’d be dead multiple times over.
“Over the last fifteen years.” He tilted up her chin, searching her face with his stunning brown-sugar eyes. “But none of that matters. It would’ve happened no matter what went down between us.”
“I wish I could’ve— “
His lips cut off the rest of her blissful wish. He kissed with such resolve stars blinded her behind closed eyelids. “Don’t you dare,” he said, breathless from their connection.
She nodded, promising herself to kiss every scar on his body in reverence. For the time being, she unbuckled his belt and shivered at the satisfying thud of his belt and jeans.
“You sure you’re ready for this after the other night?” he asked, tugging on her pants.
She nodded and stepped out of the last article of clothing separating them, then wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him resolutely. “You won’t hurt me. You never could.” She paused and traced his mouth. “But I hurt you. I should’ve said goodbye, but I didn’t. I don’t know why either. I thought about it, but it was too late. Too many years went by. I’m sorry,mi amor.”
He cupped the left side of her face, resting his thumb on her bottom lip. “Baby, I didn’t want an apology. I wanted you.”
He chose that moment to enter her, and Nikita’s mouth dropped open involuntarily. She hadn’t even heard the condom wrapper, but he’d never do anything to compromise her. Grabbing her hips, Kevlar set her on the edge of the table and thrust harder. Nikita matched his pace, the immediate friction sending sparks of pleasure through her body. It’d been months since she’d had sex, and there was no better man to break the dry spell.
Kevlar kissed down her neck, nibbling on her collarbone and stopping at her nipples. He brought one into his mouth, sucking hard enough to make a moan escape. Moving to the second, he repeated the act, biting her gently before returning to her mouth.
“You feel just like I remember.”
She kissed down his neck. “You feel better if that’s even possible.”
He smirked and captured her lips under him once more. “Enough talk. Show me.”
Acting on his request, she slid free from him. Pulling out a chair, she motioned to it. He sat, and she wasted no time climbing on top and sliding his cock back into her warmth. Sighing at the familiar sense of fullness, she rocked her hips. Kevlar’s hands drifted over her breasts, kneading and pulling them while his eyes never left her face.
Throwing back her head, Nikita ground harder, the friction hitting her G-spot again and again. She gripped his shoulders and kept his gaze. A warm tingling crept up her spine, ecstasy encasing her. “¡Dios mío!”
She shuddered, her body overwhelmed with more sensations than she’d experienced in years. Kevlar kissed her neck, then lips, wanting a taste of her pleasure.
