Sunrise For Three: A Military Erotic Romance (Sexy Siesta Series Book 3) by Talina Perkins Page B
Authors: Talina Perkins
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steady.
She didn’t need to see him to know which one was in the shower with her. “Colt, damn you. You scared me to death.”
“Sorry, sweetheart. The view was too beautiful to tamper with.”
“You should give a warning next time you plan on sneaking up on me.”
“Yes, ma’am. Noted and filed.” Colt moved his broad back in front of the water to block the spray from hitting her in the face. She wiped off the excess water then settled her hands on his chest. Smooth and solid. He pressed her closer and that’s when she realized his chest wasn’t the only bare part of him touching her.
What really caught her full attention was the indent to his hips that dipped to a very impressive erection pressed into her abdomen.
“Hope you don’t mind. Thought I’d join you in the shower.” He angled his head and spoke in a husky voice. He worked in the right amount of heat because the warmth that hit her from head to toe stole every ounce of air, leaving her panting in his arms. She didn’t know how, but he knew exactly how to push all her buttons. Repeatedly.
Not giving her time to adjust to having him so close and so naked, Colt swooped in and gathered her face between his palms, planting warm kisses along her cheeks, forehead then the very tip of her nose. “I love you all flushed and feisty. If I could bottle up your essence, it would be the most intoxicating drug in the world, baby, and every man would gladly take it just to have a part of you.”
“And how about you? Am I your kind of poison, Colt?”
“Oh, Mia, you were made for me and I’ll prove it before the sun rises tomorrow.”
“Maybe it will be a sunrise for three?”
She gave him her sexiest smile and ran her fingers over the contours of his chest. A dark thought settled over her, erasing the smile. Sunrise was a long time from now and a lot could happen. And it didn’t escape her attention that Marc was missing.
Colt must have read her unvoiced question. “Give him a little time, sweetheart—he’ll come around. He just needs to pull his shit together and drop the demons that ride him a little harder than the rest of us.”
It burned a hole in her heart to think it was her he didn’t want. On their flight, he hadn’t participated much in their amorous moment. He’d made sure she was content and pleasured, but he’d let Colt take the reins. What kept him disconnected? Hell, he was the one that had kissed her first. Her face burned and the damn butterflies started up their torture again. She hated not knowing where she stood, and these two had kept her at a constant tilt for too long now.
Dios , Marc was the damn king of sending mixed signals. She didn’t know what was real and what was a front for others. What would it take to get him to see she wanted this as much as she thought he did? She bit her lip, her chest tightened and all she wanted was to put her arms around him and kiss the man senseless.
“It kills me to see that tortured look tarnish such a beautiful face, darling.” Both she and Colt swiveled to face Marc who stood in the doorway, his shoulder propped on the wood, hair mussed in a sexy mess and barefooted. His ankles crossed and hands shoved in his pockets. A look of uncertainty twisted his features.
Mia held Colt’s gaze for just a second before he nodded. He moved to the side and held her hand while she stepped out of the open-style shower. Water trailed ribbons down her body to make small pools along the red Spanish tiles, but she paid no mind to them. She only had eyes for Marc. His face turned pained, dark. She faltered in her step.
She leveled her chin and shoved away the doubt that wanted to creep into the recesses of her mind. Hadn’t she resolved to get him to see she wanted this? Either do or don’t, chica . Mia pushed forward despite the warning she saw in the depths of his eyes, ready to help him see just how important this moment was to her.
She invaded his personal space, wrapped her arms around
She didn’t need to see him to know which one was in the shower with her. “Colt, damn you. You scared me to death.”
“Sorry, sweetheart. The view was too beautiful to tamper with.”
“You should give a warning next time you plan on sneaking up on me.”
“Yes, ma’am. Noted and filed.” Colt moved his broad back in front of the water to block the spray from hitting her in the face. She wiped off the excess water then settled her hands on his chest. Smooth and solid. He pressed her closer and that’s when she realized his chest wasn’t the only bare part of him touching her.
What really caught her full attention was the indent to his hips that dipped to a very impressive erection pressed into her abdomen.
“Hope you don’t mind. Thought I’d join you in the shower.” He angled his head and spoke in a husky voice. He worked in the right amount of heat because the warmth that hit her from head to toe stole every ounce of air, leaving her panting in his arms. She didn’t know how, but he knew exactly how to push all her buttons. Repeatedly.
Not giving her time to adjust to having him so close and so naked, Colt swooped in and gathered her face between his palms, planting warm kisses along her cheeks, forehead then the very tip of her nose. “I love you all flushed and feisty. If I could bottle up your essence, it would be the most intoxicating drug in the world, baby, and every man would gladly take it just to have a part of you.”
“And how about you? Am I your kind of poison, Colt?”
“Oh, Mia, you were made for me and I’ll prove it before the sun rises tomorrow.”
“Maybe it will be a sunrise for three?”
She gave him her sexiest smile and ran her fingers over the contours of his chest. A dark thought settled over her, erasing the smile. Sunrise was a long time from now and a lot could happen. And it didn’t escape her attention that Marc was missing.
Colt must have read her unvoiced question. “Give him a little time, sweetheart—he’ll come around. He just needs to pull his shit together and drop the demons that ride him a little harder than the rest of us.”
It burned a hole in her heart to think it was her he didn’t want. On their flight, he hadn’t participated much in their amorous moment. He’d made sure she was content and pleasured, but he’d let Colt take the reins. What kept him disconnected? Hell, he was the one that had kissed her first. Her face burned and the damn butterflies started up their torture again. She hated not knowing where she stood, and these two had kept her at a constant tilt for too long now.
Dios , Marc was the damn king of sending mixed signals. She didn’t know what was real and what was a front for others. What would it take to get him to see she wanted this as much as she thought he did? She bit her lip, her chest tightened and all she wanted was to put her arms around him and kiss the man senseless.
“It kills me to see that tortured look tarnish such a beautiful face, darling.” Both she and Colt swiveled to face Marc who stood in the doorway, his shoulder propped on the wood, hair mussed in a sexy mess and barefooted. His ankles crossed and hands shoved in his pockets. A look of uncertainty twisted his features.
Mia held Colt’s gaze for just a second before he nodded. He moved to the side and held her hand while she stepped out of the open-style shower. Water trailed ribbons down her body to make small pools along the red Spanish tiles, but she paid no mind to them. She only had eyes for Marc. His face turned pained, dark. She faltered in her step.
She leveled her chin and shoved away the doubt that wanted to creep into the recesses of her mind. Hadn’t she resolved to get him to see she wanted this? Either do or don’t, chica . Mia pushed forward despite the warning she saw in the depths of his eyes, ready to help him see just how important this moment was to her.
She invaded his personal space, wrapped her arms around
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