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Jet after jet of hot cum spurted from his cock. A small squeak left Lark, and then she began coming a second time. Liquid heat drenched his cock. They shared a harsh moan. He collapsed and took her lips for his own again and kissed her until she gasped for air.
Long minutes later, his brain rejoined his physical being. He realized Lark was stroking his spine in small swaths. Goosebumps rolled up his spine.
After a few more minutes, he went to the bathroom. When he returned, she was lying on her side, gaze trained on the bathroom door.
As soon as she saw him, a sultry smile brightened her face. In the cutest move ever, she buried her face into the blanket to hide.
He climbed in next to her and slipped his arms around her. “Don’t hide that smile. It’s exactly what I want to see.”
Her head popped up and she met his stare. Her beauty punched him in the solar plexus.
Brushing the pad of his thumb over her lips, he drank her in. “I’m clueless how I got here.”
“Do you mean lying in bed with me instead of being out fighting for justice?”
He gave her a single nod.
She lowered her gaze to his chest and a long beat passed between them. “Maybe I’m just too irresistible for you. Have you considered that?”
He issued a breath of a laugh through his nose. Her words made tenderness seep through his pores and filter through his veins. Running his hand down her spine to her round ass, he said hoarsely, “I always have control.”
“Except when it comes to me.”
“Always,” he repeated with more confidence.
“Except when it comes to me.”
“I shouldn’t be touching you at all.”
Her eyes narrowed, green sparks shooting from the depths. “Try to stop then. Go on.” She all but dared him, not only with her words but her curvy body and that just-been-fucked messy hair.
“I suppose the post-sex cuddling is just part of your duty,” she went on.
Her words tripped him up. Actually…she had him there. He wasn’t a cuddler. In fact, he typically left right after they crossed the finish line.
So why was he still lying here with a woman far too young for him? She needed his protection, not his cock.
“You should sleep if you can.” His voice came out gruff.
Her brows pinched. “I’m not tired. Why would I want to sleep?”
“In a situation like this, you never know when you’ll be on the run again. That could be in an hour or six days. But it’s far more difficult to be in that situation if you aren’t sleeping when you can.”
“But—”
He cupped her head, threading his fingers into her curls. Then he guided her head down to his chest.
She didn’t even fight him. Her cheek pillowed on his pec, and she let out a happy sigh.
That sound caused a small spark to spread through his chest. Dammit. The question weighing on his mind wasn’t manning the Sentry team, or finding out who placed that bomb in East Canon or had stopped the bomb unit from reaching them.
No, it was much, much worse.
What was he going to do with this woman nestling against his heart?
* * * * *
Lark had never been a good sleeper. When her mom was alive, she .told Lark what a restless infant she’d been. As a young child, many nights Lark would wake and climb in bed with Andrew.
