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When all the strength left his body, he collapsed on top of her. He breathed in the scent of her lavender soap and ran his hands up and down her sides, from her thighs to her breasts. His rough hands caught on her silky skin, but he couldn’t bear to stop touching her.

Finally, he rolled onto his side, took care of the condom, pulled her into his arms, and settled her head on his chest. Although they’d made love so many times before, today felt different. Maybe because today he knew he loved her.

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Izzy listened to Hawk’s heartbeat and rubbed her fingers lightly over his chest, loving the way his chest hair felt as it moved over the hard muscles beneath his skin. He’d made love to her in such a powerful way that her climax had stripped away all thought and all reason.

His gentle hands belied the strength she knew he was capable of. He’d always taken charge of their lovemaking, yet this time his powerful legs between hers felt even more…possessive.

His chest shifted beneath her head and she whispered, “Are you awake?”

“No. You wore me out.”

Her silent laughter shook the bed. “I wish it was nighttime. I always feel safer in the dark, when no one can see us.”

His arms tightened around her and he kissed her head. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you again. I promise.”

She kissed his chest and snuggled closer. She wanted to believe his words, but she also knew they were in an impossible situation with no way out, no way back, and no way forward. But, for now, she was going to enjoy the moment.

Slowly, she moved her hand down his taut stomach until she reached his semi-hard erection. As she curled her fingers around him, he whispered, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” She began a slow up and down motion that brought him back to a full erection. “I don’t think you’re tired.”

He chuckled low and kissed her head again. “You’re a math geek. What do you know about biology?”

“I’m a biostatistician. I know lots about math and science.”

His hips arched and he groaned. “Just my luck.”

Laughing, she found another condom on the bedside table and moved on top of him until she was straddling him. He’d never allowed her to open the packet before, but this time she ripped it open and covered him before he could say anything.

Although his eyes were closed, he gripped her waist and his hips began arching up and down again. Slowly, she raised herself on top of his erection and lowered herself until she took all of him in. He was so large—truly like a Greek god—he filled her completely. His hands on her waist dragged her up and down in a steady rhythm while she gripped the bed frame over his head.

They made love silently this time. It was less frenetic, but he pushed himself deeper and deeper until she was sure he could go no further. Although she was on top of him, he had total control over the timing—until a wave of heat washed over her. Then it was her turn to set the tempo.

Over and over again, she slammed down on his cock until her nipples tightened and her lower stomach clenched. She cried out his name just as she burst into a million tiny flames. At that moment, with his hands still on her waist, he increased the tempo until he came with a fierce series of thrusts and called out her name.

“Izzy.”

A few moments later, she found herself curled up next to him, with her head on his chest again, and his arms around her body. She allowed her breaths to match the rhythm of his, and she realized something. She didn’t just enjoy having sex with Hawk. She was falling in love with him.

A hint of thunder sounded from outside, and she glanced at the darkening window. Clouds were rolling in for the daily afternoon thunderstorms. Normally, she loved this time of day. But today she was also grateful. Hopefully the storm outside would protect them from the outside world.

Just as her eyelids began to close, she heard two sounds. The first was someone banging on Hawk’s door. The second was the buzzing of a cell phone—the cell phone that had fallen out of the pocket when Hawk had undressed her. The cell phone that linked her to the FBI.

ChapterNine

Three things woke Hawk up from a deep sleep. The first was Izzy crawling around on the floor, naked, looking for something. The second was the sound of a buzzing cell phone. The third was a loud knocking on his bedroom door.

“Hawk!” Eagle pounded the door again. “Wake your ass up!”

“Izzy?” He rolled off the bed and pulled on his jeans. “What are you doing under the bed?”

“Looking for something,” she said from the floor on the other side of the bed. “Who’s at the door?”

“Eagle.” He zipped up his pants. Then he threw her a black robe he never wore. “Put this on.”

She stood and slipped on the robe. He turned away quickly because if he saw her naked again, he might never answer the door.

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