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When I couldn’t take it anymore, I speared one hand into his hair.“Please.I’m so close.”

“Okay, honey.I got you.”He slid one, then two fingers inside me and I readily clenched around him.“Fuck,” Rick bit off.“So tight.”

And then he applied himself to my pleasure, drawing slow, deliberate circles right where I wanted them, and it seemed like only a heartbeat later, the climax hit me like a freight train, and I was bucking against his face, and he worked me through it with his fingers and lips and tongue, until I gently pushed him away.

“Oh, myGod.”

He kissed my thigh.“That was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

“Thank you.”I shivered, inner muscles still greedily closing around nothing, around where I wantedhim.“That wasamazing.But...”I tugged him up to cover me again.“You aren’t going to...?”

“No condoms here, darlin’, and besides, we don’t have time for me to do it properly, like I want to.”Rick pressed a kiss to my forehead.

Christ on a bike.I wasn’t sure I would surviveproperly.

I glanced at my watch.“We still have time forsomething.”And before he could object, because he was a perfect gentleman and always seemed to put others’ needs before his own, I added, “Go sit on the edge of bed.”

He dropped a gentle kiss on my lips and drew back, doing as I asked.His gaze went dark and hot when I completely shrugged off my open pajama top and moved to kneel at his feet.

“Maddie.I don’t expect this,” he said gently, smoothing a hand over my hair.

“Who said I think you do?”I asked cheekily.“MaybeIwant to do this.”

He closed his eyes as if summoning strength.“Thank God.”

I grinned and reached for the fly of his jeans, slipping the top button through its stiff eyelet and then drawing down the zip.

He wore plain gray boxers, and he inhaled deeply when I ran the tip of my finger down the very impressive bulge of his erection.“For me?”

He half-groaned, half chuckled.“Are you serious?You fuckin’ know it is.Spend all my time around you at half mast, it seems.”

Wasn’t that extremely gratifying?I smiled at up him, in awe that this gorgeous, kind, funny, capable man was here withme.

I tugged at the hem of his shirt.“Off.”

He did as I asked, revealing those beautifully shaped shoulders, his Eagle tattoo, and his flat stomach and broad chest.I got to see the little scar I’d touched, and below it, also the tattoo I’d only glimpsed that first Sunday, a serpent whose curving body readThis We’ll Defend.

“U.S.Army motto,” Rick added as I traced it with my finger.

“You have some beautiful ink.And something else that I bet is beautiful, too.”I parted the opening in his underwear and drew him out, and Rick let out a long breath, like he’d been waiting to feel my touch all this time.

I wrapped my hand around him, giving him an experimental stroke, and his hand slid down to cup my cheek, no pressure in his touch, just affection.

“Hell, don’t stop,” he murmured.

I hadn’t been planning on it.

I shuffled further forward and he widened his legs a little to accommodate me, and I pressed a kiss to the tip of his cock and watched him swallow, his eyes drifting closed.He tasted musky, salty, with just a residual tang of soap, and I licked at him, testing the flavor, gauging his reaction, paying as close attention to his pleasure as he had to mine.

I rested my free hand on his thigh, and Rick moved to hold it.The gesture was unbearably sweet.

After pressing kisses down the length of his shaft, I took him into my mouth, felt the weight of him on my tongue, and his hips bucked.

I released him briefly.“I like knowing what I do to you.”

And I proceeded to absolutely rock his world just like he’d rocked mine moments ago.

ChapterTwenty-Four

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