Page 16 of Sovereign Oaths

I closed my book and put it on the nightstand, then sat up to face him. “I would always prefer to be with you than be alone.”

He smiled and leaned in for a quick kiss. “I’d always rather be with you, too.”

I scooted closer to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “Are you already done?”

Normally, their debriefing calls lasted at least an hour, and it had only been twenty minutes.

“The others can handle it. I wanted to check on you.”

“Me?” We’d already talked about Alessio and his mistakes yesterday. I’d spent my day off skimming our growing file on him and hadn’t heard of anything new happening.

“Yeah. We’ve been busy since we got back from Cuba. I know we talked about what happened but not about how you’re handling it.”

If it was anyone but him or one of the guys asking, I would have been insulted, assuming they didn’t believe I was doing a good enough job.

But he genuinely cared.

I rested my head on his chest. “I feel like life is happening to me.”

“As opposed to what?”

“To being in control.”

He rested his chin on the top of my head. “Because you have to go along with what you’re told?”

“Yes, but I’m used to that. I get an assignment and have to do what’s necessary to fulfill it. Right now, it feels worse.”

“Probably because this job is all-consuming. Your typical missions only take one night, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Here, your real life and job are one. It makes sense you feel out of control, because there’s no separation. Even coming home surrounds you with more reminders of what you have to do.”

He put into words what I couldn’t quite explain.

“What do you want right now? We can go up to the roof, walk on the beach, grab some good. Anything you want,” he said.

His offer was generous, but as I took in his concern and genuine want to make me happy, I knew exactly what I needed, what I craved. I pressed up on his chest. “All I want right now is you.”

His brown eyes ignited as he slipped his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me down to capture my lips with his. His other hand slid under the back of my shirt, dragging up along my spine and down again, no bra to interrupt his motions.

I pulled back just enough to look in his eyes and tug off my shirt. I wanted all barriers gone, immediately.

He quickly swiped his off before pulling me back down, pressing our bare skin together. I squirmed, rubbing my sensitive nipples over his chest hair. The addictive sensation made my skin tingle.

His fingers pressed into my back, helping me rub my breasts against him before one palm slipped between us. He cupped my left boob before squeezing it and rolling the peak between his thumb and finger.

I moaned against his mouth, loving how he touched me. Not like I was fragile or dainty, but like I should be devoured. Consumed. Pressed to the brink.

“Javi,” I sighed against his lips.

He dipped his head and sucked on my neck, matching the pace he set with his fingers.

I arched up, giving him better access to my chest, and his brown eyes zeroed in on my breast as his other hand came up to the right, massaging gently before quickly pinching my nipple.

I gasped. He smirked before taking it into his mouth. His tongue circled twice before flicking and biting down. I gripped his shoulders as my head dropped back, loving the mix of pain and pleasure.

Suddenly, he switched, taking my left nipple between his teeth and stroking the tip with his tongue and leaving the right peaked and missing his mouth.

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