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Her easy acceptance baffled and aroused me. It also stirred the protective instincts I’d fought to shove down for so long. Assimilating to civilian life again had been difficult but stifling my desire to shield seemed impossible right now.
This woman made me want to stop bullets for her, even as I wanted to give her things she’d never known before. Open her eyes in a way she’d never imagined.
At least I didn’t think she had. We were still strangers. Strangers who’d come together faster than the speed of doubt.
Steadily, I met her gaze. “You need a safe word.”
I was risking so much by putting this on the table between us, but God, I needed to know if what I sensed between us could be true. If this path we were on was meant to go somewhere past the superficiality I’d lived with for way too long.
“What is that, exactly?”
“It’s a word you’ll say if what we do is too much for you. When you say it, we’ll stop, no matter what point we’re at.” At the silent questions in her eyes, I brushed a kiss over the spot on her inner wrist I’d grazed with his teeth. “Noalways works. This is just one extra safeguard.”
“I’m guessing missionary’s not on the agenda tonight?”
The sparkle in her eyes made me laugh in spite of the clamp around my chest. “It may be. There’s a whole lot of things I’d love to do with you.” My voice lowered. “Andtoyou.”
She took a shaky breath. “Music. That’s my word.”
“Fitting.” Without saying more, I gripped her hips and spun her around to face the long table along the wall. “Hang on. We’re about to go for a ride.”
SIX
PEYTON
He hadn’t kissedme yet. Well, on the mouth anyway.
My face flushed. I had no complaints about where hehadkissed me, but it seemed strange that he’d started below the waist, moved on to talk of safe words, and now had me facing the wall while he caressed my naked curves.
Oh, and my wig had been absconded with by the dog. Weirdness aplenty.
“This first time will be fast,” Jed said, brushing a line of kisses down my spine.
“Fast is good.” I arched into the sensation, craving more.
Craving all.
His mouth incited flames to come to life beneath the surface, causing a full-body meltdown until my bones verged on melting. My knees were shaking again, and the bite of his fingers on my hips as he pressed his sizable erection against my behind did nothing to steady me.
Maybe I’d never be steady again. And wouldn’t that be wonderful?
“I like fast,” I added, in case he didn’t grasp how much.
At some point, I should argue. Intellectually, I knew that. I just didn’t want to yet.
I was responsible for so much on a daily basis that his tendency to tell me what would occur next—while always making it clear I had a choice whether or not to agree—lessened the weight that constantly hovered on my shoulders.
I never would’ve believed it could be freeing to be commanded, but it was when your partner somehow understood what you desired without you even having to say a word.
The sound of a zipper behind her startled me.
Oh, God. It was happening already.
My thighs were still slick from his earlier efforts, and they’d only become more so during their discussion. With one lick of my nipple, I’d been ready to go.
“You’re so pink all over. Pink and wet.” His fingers strummed between my legs again, and I pressed my cheek against the wall, loving this position though I’d never experienced it before.
Being able to hide my face offered me anonymity that allowed me to chase every reaction. I didn’t have to hold back with him. He would catch me if I fell.
