how hard she’d worked, how she wanted to be the best, he knew exactly what she was talking about, because that was just how he felt.
But all for fucking nothing.
He’d been ecstatic when he’d been made lieutenant, thrilled to his core to be at that level at his age. Something he was good at. Something he was the best at. Something he loved. Only to have his accomplishment dismissed by his dad with an absent acknowledgement and abrupt change of subject.
He’d gotten really good at ignoring the pain, but that one had really stung.
“Duty,” she repeated. “Yeah, I get that.”
They both fell silent, thinking. The mood had gone from blazing lust to quiet intimacy. He felt connected to the woman in his arms in a way that had nothing to do with the red-hot sex they’d just had. Or maybe it had something to do with it, because he sensed her inner streak of kinky fun that matched his own.
He didn’t like the idea that she was so deeply unhappy. He wanted to make it better. But the only way he could think of to do that was…more sex. He wasn’t quite up for that yet though, so he just pulled her closer so their bodies were pressed together along their entire length, her soft breasts pillowed against his chest, and his hand stroked up and down her back. She sighed into his mouth as he kissed her.
Their tongues met and rubbed again, and once more heat centered in his groin. “Forget that stuff,” he murmured against her lips. “Just for tonight.”
Mallory awoke to a repetitive chiming noise. She struggled to open her eyes but saw only darkness. It took a few groggy minutes to figure out what the noise was. As Joe moved beside her and turned off the alarm on his cell phone, memories flooded back with a rush of heat. Had that really happened? God, the things they’d done to each other last night!
And now they had to get up and go to the airport and…go their separate ways. She closed her eyes against the faint ache in her chest brought on by thinking about that. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, turning her head to look at Joe.
He was awake, his head on the pillow beside her. The stubble on his face was even heavier now, his face dark against the white pillow, eyes shadowy in the dim room. The heavy curtains kept out almost all the light. His lips curved. “Hey.”
“Hey. I guess we have to get up.”
He sighed and stretched his big, long body, the duvet falling away from his bare chest. God, he was gorgeous, so ripped with muscle. Her pussy pulsed with renewed interest, remembering his cock. She wanted to see it again, touch it, taste it, have it inside her. Cripes, it was like an addiction, and she had to stop herself from pulling back the covers just to look.
“Didn’t get much sleep,” he yawned. “Kind of amazing how good I feel.”
She smiled. “Yeah.” Her body felt alive, sensitized, and she too stretched out her legs, the sheets sliding over her skin like a caress. Damn. She did not want to get out of that bed. She let out a long exhalation. “Okay if I shower?”
“No.”
She paused and looked at him over her shoulder. “No?”
He kicked off the covers, revealing the rest of his amazing body and bounded out of bed. “Not without me, you’re not.”
“Oh.” Her heart stuttered.
He kissed the tip of her nose. “We don’t have much time left. Let’s make the most of it.”
Happiness bubbled up inside her as she padded along after him into the bathroom. “More shower sex?”
“You can never have too much shower sex.” He turned and eyed her. “I don’t suppose you have an extra toothbrush?”
“No. Lucky I even have one toothbrush.” She pursed her lips. “I suppose I could share it with you. Seeing as you’ve had your tongue down my throat, not to mention a whole lot of other places.”
He grinned. “You rock.”
They took turns brushing their teeth and Joe cranked on the water. When she’d finished cleaning her teeth, she said, “Um. I need a
But all for fucking nothing.
He’d been ecstatic when he’d been made lieutenant, thrilled to his core to be at that level at his age. Something he was good at. Something he was the best at. Something he loved. Only to have his accomplishment dismissed by his dad with an absent acknowledgement and abrupt change of subject.
He’d gotten really good at ignoring the pain, but that one had really stung.
“Duty,” she repeated. “Yeah, I get that.”
They both fell silent, thinking. The mood had gone from blazing lust to quiet intimacy. He felt connected to the woman in his arms in a way that had nothing to do with the red-hot sex they’d just had. Or maybe it had something to do with it, because he sensed her inner streak of kinky fun that matched his own.
He didn’t like the idea that she was so deeply unhappy. He wanted to make it better. But the only way he could think of to do that was…more sex. He wasn’t quite up for that yet though, so he just pulled her closer so their bodies were pressed together along their entire length, her soft breasts pillowed against his chest, and his hand stroked up and down her back. She sighed into his mouth as he kissed her.
Their tongues met and rubbed again, and once more heat centered in his groin. “Forget that stuff,” he murmured against her lips. “Just for tonight.”
Mallory awoke to a repetitive chiming noise. She struggled to open her eyes but saw only darkness. It took a few groggy minutes to figure out what the noise was. As Joe moved beside her and turned off the alarm on his cell phone, memories flooded back with a rush of heat. Had that really happened? God, the things they’d done to each other last night!
And now they had to get up and go to the airport and…go their separate ways. She closed her eyes against the faint ache in her chest brought on by thinking about that. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, turning her head to look at Joe.
He was awake, his head on the pillow beside her. The stubble on his face was even heavier now, his face dark against the white pillow, eyes shadowy in the dim room. The heavy curtains kept out almost all the light. His lips curved. “Hey.”
“Hey. I guess we have to get up.”
He sighed and stretched his big, long body, the duvet falling away from his bare chest. God, he was gorgeous, so ripped with muscle. Her pussy pulsed with renewed interest, remembering his cock. She wanted to see it again, touch it, taste it, have it inside her. Cripes, it was like an addiction, and she had to stop herself from pulling back the covers just to look.
“Didn’t get much sleep,” he yawned. “Kind of amazing how good I feel.”
She smiled. “Yeah.” Her body felt alive, sensitized, and she too stretched out her legs, the sheets sliding over her skin like a caress. Damn. She did not want to get out of that bed. She let out a long exhalation. “Okay if I shower?”
“No.”
She paused and looked at him over her shoulder. “No?”
He kicked off the covers, revealing the rest of his amazing body and bounded out of bed. “Not without me, you’re not.”
“Oh.” Her heart stuttered.
He kissed the tip of her nose. “We don’t have much time left. Let’s make the most of it.”
Happiness bubbled up inside her as she padded along after him into the bathroom. “More shower sex?”
“You can never have too much shower sex.” He turned and eyed her. “I don’t suppose you have an extra toothbrush?”
“No. Lucky I even have one toothbrush.” She pursed her lips. “I suppose I could share it with you. Seeing as you’ve had your tongue down my throat, not to mention a whole lot of other places.”
He grinned. “You rock.”
They took turns brushing their teeth and Joe cranked on the water. When she’d finished cleaning her teeth, she said, “Um. I need a
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