Finding Dani (Once a Marine, Always a Marine Book 3) by Kori David Page B

some time now.”
    “What fun is that?”
    His shower turned off and he was toweling off as Dani finished soaping up her body. And if her soapy fingers lingered on her breasts just a little longer than strictly necessary for cleaning, then she couldn’t be blamed. Because Damon’s sexy voice and teasing tone were doing things to her that should be illegal. She wasn’t even seeing anything, just listening to him talk. She heard him step out and the towel rasp across his body and she had to stop herself from peeking.  
    Her mouth watered at the thought of Damon, naked and still wet from his shower.   Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back and rinsed her hair, half wishing Damon would go ahead and come wash her back. Her poor body, which was finally somewhat cool, revved up to broiling in an instant.
    “Let’s go, Red. The water’s about to turn off on you.”
    That got her attention and she turned and rinsed off her front just as the water clicked off. She knew it was to preserve water, but Dani could have used a couple minutes more. Thankfully, Damon was dressed when she finally looked at him.
    But the look on his face was more than mischievous. It was downright naughty.
    “I’ll be outside waiting. But hurry up, we need to discuss something important when we get back to your tent.”
    He was gone before Dani could say anything. She dried off and dressed in a clean tank top and shorts. What else did they need to discuss? Other than what she’d found out about Martin. Damn it, she’d been so distracted she’d forgotten to tell him about that.
    She needed to tell him so they could question the other doctor about his gold case.
    Dani just wanted this to end. She was lonely, overworked, and horny. Something had to give.

Chapter 12

    Dani had been quiet on the short walk back to her tent. Once she was inside, Damon nodded to the two Marine guards and gave them the look . It was filled with all kinds of things that never needed to be spoken aloud. They backed off and set up watch more than ten feet away with an understanding nod.
    He turned and went inside.
    “What did you—?”
    But he was on her before she could finish. His lips on hers, his hands on her, he pulled her body closer and breathed her in, the fresh lavender scent turning his brain to mush. It had been everything he could do not to rip down the flimsy curtain separating them in the shower and take her there. Instead, he’d had to wash with her damn scented soap without embarrassing himself by going off in his own hands like a teenager with his first hard-on.
    “Damon,” she murmured.
    His tongue swept inside to taste every warm, wet part of her mouth. From her straight teeth to tangling with her own questing tongue, he wanted it all. And when her hands pulled his T-shirt loose and dove underneath to touch his skin, Damon sucked in a breath.
    This is what he needed. She was what he needed.
    He pushed her tank top down, along with her bra straps and his hands were filled with her lush breasts as he kissed her. The sounds she made in the back of her throat urged him on. He wanted her wet and ready, but he’d dreamed about this for so long that he’d be damned if he rushed it. Even though the need to claim her was riding him hard.
    Her breasts were lush as he kneaded them, nipples twin points digging into his palms. He pulled his lips from hers, kissing a path from the corner of her mouth, down her neck, only stopping to nip at her collarbone.
    Her pale breasts with their soft coral tips were the most beautiful things he’d ever held. Slowly, reverently, he leaned forward and took one into his mouth. Dani gripped his shoulders, nails digging in lightly as he worshipped her. His tongue swirled and teased, and she moaned low in her throat. The moment was better than his wildest fantasy.
    “I can’t,” she whispered. But she wasn’t pushing him away.
    Damon dragged his lips from her breasts, breathing heavy and trying to control the caveman