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Her breath quivered as it crossed the threshold of her lips. “I thought you liked rules, Agent.”
The palpable intensity of his need pulsed around them, filling the intimate space, reminding her of every time he’d had her there on that bed. The one right in front of her.
“Used to. You’ve changed a lot of things about me, Temptress,” he said, his hands growing bolder as they curled around her ribs. When his grip tightened, she tried not to flinch against the pain, but failed. He must have noticed because he immediately turned her toward him. “What happened?”
He was already in a crouch, his mouth just a couple of inches from the bruise on her ribs.
“Nothing,” she said, her fingers sinking into his hair. “Nothing important.”
The scowl on his face implied he thought otherwise. “I should’ve made that fuck pay for hurting you… A quick bullet was too much of a gift and there wasn’t time—”
“Hey,” she said, putting her fingertips on his lips. “It doesn’t matter. Nothing in the past matters… not while we’re alone together.”
His brow relaxed a little. “What happened to platonic?”
Smiling, she slid her hands up his torso. “We’ll do platonic after you kiss me… Three weeks is too long.”
“Never again,” he said, bending to scoop his hands under her ass to pick her up. “No one will ever take you from me again.”
Coiling her arms around his head, she parted her lips, seeking his. Being with him, in their home, together, alone… platonic was too much to ask. Daire didn’t hide that he thought so too. After a single stride, he bowed to lay her on the bed, coming down with her, their mouths never parting.
The pound of their heartbeats gave a bassline to their need. It sped and thrummed through each of them, charging the vibration in the air. Widening her mouth, she tightened her hold on his head and whined into his mouth, aching with the power of the kiss that fought to consume her. It would never be sated. She would never be sated, not when he was there, when her Heart was with her, offering gratification.
Tess fought to remove his shirt and whimpered when he broke their kiss to stand up. He set one boot on the edge of the bed and then the other to unlace his boots and free himself from the clothes that remained between them. With the soles of her feet on the mattress, she pushed up the bed until her head was right in the center of the pillows. Daire was quick to join her, quick to return to his rightful place between her thighs, the only place that he truly belonged.
Whatever Olympus was, whatever it took from him and from her, when they were with each other, naked and devouring each other, everything was as it should be. The world was right. As long as she was under him, nothing else mattered.
“Yes,” she exhaled when his lips trailed from hers to her neck and his fingers slipped down the center of her body to caress her clit. “Please, my Heart… I need your cock now.”
He raised his head to kiss her lips again. “Foreplay, baby,” he teased in a whisper on her mouth.
“I spent all day close to you and three weeks dreaming about you,” she said, running her fingers through his hair as he kissed a route to her breasts. “I showered with your soap… I’m ready, primed. Fuck me, baby.”
“Not yet,” he said, licking her cleavage and continuing down to her abdomen until his lips touched her clit.
“Oh God,” she groaned, squeezing her eyes closed. What was his obsession with eating her? His innate need to have his mouth on her pussy seemed to overwhelm everything else. “Daire, baby, please don’t make me—”
But it was too late, her body bucked up; a hard, almost pained screech came from the back of her throat. Panting, she couldn’t relax, couldn’t make her muscles loosen. Locked in the clench of orgasm that rolled over her as he angled his mouth to keep on kissing her, she lost all sense of space and time.
Her fists were still balled in his hair when he ascended to plunge his tongue into her mouth. Yes, she loved it, loved him, needed everything he gave. Winding her legs around him, she sucked his tongue deeper, loosening her hands to caress his shoulders. The kiss deepened, speeding to fever pitch and then it was gone. His mouth vanished, but there was no time to miss it because he reared up, driving his cock into her in one slick perfect move.
Everything about him was perfect. Everything about him was hers. Tess’s arms relaxed, her hands snaking around to his chest when he straightened his arms to look down into her as his hips moved, claiming every part of her. Inside and out, all of her was his. There wouldn’t ever be a time that wasn’t true. Together or not. In the same country or oceans apart, there was something unavoidable between them, something that wouldn’t go away, no matter how hard good sense tried to chase it off.
“Daire,” she panted, digging her nails into him as he sped up. Her body moved in time with his on instinct. She didn’t ever think about the mechanics of it, didn’t think about what she had to do to respond to him, her body just knew what it needed and what to give to him. “Baby…”
“I’m here,” he said, pulling back to bow down and kiss her quick before thrusting into her harder and faster than before. “Oh, fuck, baby.”
“Yes,” she said, grabbing for his arms.
That sense of him being on the edge, the fraying of his control, enlivened her hormones, shoving her fast into the thick ambrosia of climax. Arching into it, she clamped around him, another scream bursting from the deepest part of her as completion came in more than just a physical release. Her love was there. With her. He’d chosen to come with her. Temporary though it was, he’d chosen to be at her side. To be there with her, rather than stay behind with his unit, to remain in his home with what he knew.
Her Heart was right there with her, climbing his own peak until he released himself into her, filling her with the love and desperation they’d both struggled to contain while parted.
She was still recovering when he dropped onto his side next to her and brushed her hair from her face.
“We’re good at platonic,” he said, pushing her chin up to kiss her cheekbone. Pulling her tighter against him, he slid lower to bury his face in her hair over her ear. “I could do platonic with you day and night for the rest of time.”
Her lips curled though every other part of her was still immobile, heavy in its drugged-up bliss. “Platonic’s on pause. I said we’d do platonic after you kissed me.”
