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She’d barely tucked them around his middle when he jumped on the gas, zooming down the street. She squealed and as he took the turn at the intersection, he said, “Hold on and lean with me.”
She did, tightening her arms until he felt her breasts pressed against his spine and her pussy fitted against his ass. His cock grew another fraction, if such a thing was possible.
Everything about her felt good and right, but it was the electricity between them that couldn’t make him stop thinking about getting her into bed. He’d done a hell of a lot in his lifetime, seen more, but this—this was new.
When he turned again, she leaned with him without being told. “You’re a natural,” he called back to her above the roar of wind. In minutes they were out of the rush of the base and heading into the quieter residential area. The sun gave one last blast of warmth before it would sink behind the horizon. It heated her skin, releasing a natural perfume that drove him fucking crazy.
His buddy, Valor, had recently purchased the cabin from their long-time friend who had been stationed elsewhere. But Valor and his new wife Allison were always happy to see him when he wanted to make an escape. This week they were gone on a vacation to visit family.
He hadn’t been to the cabin for a while. His training was getting more intense, and he knew what to expect next—deployment papers.
He mashed down the thought, not wanting to think about walking away from Angelina and some other soldier snatching her up.
As he shifted down to a slower pace, taking the zigzagging roads leading to Willow’s Pond at a leisurely pace, she relaxed her hold. He missed the tightness. Hell, she’d been clinging to him so hard that he’d swear he could feel the thud of her heat against his back.
As soon as he pulled up in front of the log cabin, she issued a warm breath across his neck. “This is beautiful.”
He nodded.Not as beautiful as you.He couldn’t wait to see her stunning features twisted in bliss as he made her come apart for him. He’d stuffed his wallet with enough condoms to get them through a long night, but if they ran out, there was always a box in the nightstand.
Valor and Allison knew the guys never brought someone here who wasn’t worthy. One-night stands weren’t brought here.
The weight of what he was about to do fell over Ford. Angelina was special. He hoped he made her feel that way by the time he was finished with her.
By the time I take her home—I’ll never be finished with her.His internal correction of his thoughts messed with his head, and he sat on the bike too long, just staring at the front door.
“Ford, if you’ve changed your mind...”
“Hell no.” He climbed off, and not waiting for her to do the same, he hooked his arm under her thighs and lifted her off the bike. She squealed again, breathy and feminine in a way that made all the hair on his body stand up. And his cock throb.
“Put me down. I can walk. This is...”
He ducked his head to look into her eyes a split second before he claimed her luscious, always moving lips. She tasted of coffee and cinnamon and sweet woman. As his senses reeled, he probed her lower lip with his tongue, urging her to open for him.
With a gasp, she did, and he plunged his tongue inside her mouth. They shared a moan and he almost wished he hadn’t gotten her off his bike. He’d always wanted to bend a woman over it, spread her legs and fuck her. Angelina would be the perfect woman for the fantasy. Too easily he imagined her round legs parted, her juicy pussy just begging for his fingers...lips...cock.
A soft noise escaped her as she stroked her tongue against his. He gripped her tighter and started toward the house. When they reached the door, he set her down and gave her a long look.
Her eyes were shining, her lips swollen from his kiss.Sensitive. I knew she’d be easily marked.
Fuck, he wanted to mark her too. Make her his in a way he never had made anybody else.
“I didn’t mean to kiss you yet.” His voice was gritty, rough.
“Hmm. Why not?” Her long lashes swept over her downcast eyes.
He punched in the key code to unlock the door and they entered the cool, fragrant space. “Because I wanted to make our first kiss something more.”
A strange ripple passed over her face. “We shouldn’t be kissing at all. I—”
“I’m not taking you back, Angelina. Not yet. God, you’re so by the book you’d give Mr. Rogers nightmares, I swear it.” He took her hand and led her through the rooms, which were newly decorated with beachy, country whites and faded blues. Photos of Valor and Allison stood on several surfaces, and a big one of them kissing over their wedding cake on the wall.
“I know him. He was in one of my classes.” Angelina stopped to stare at the framed photo.
Still holding her hand, rubbing her fingers lightly with his thumb, he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of every man she’d ever encountered that wasn’t him. But she was a beautiful woman—she would have had other lovers. Maybe even other soldiers like him.
“This way.” He had to get her alone, and there was only one place in the world he could really feel alone. Their feet echoed on the hardwood floor as he took her down the hallway to the big guest suite.
“The cabin is bigger than it looks from outside,” she said.
