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“So ready.”

“Good. Because I’m ready for you.”

He held her gaze as he pushed in. No lie, he was big. She gasped, and he paused.

“More!” she cried out as she rocked her hips up to meet him. His deep chuckle vibrated through her, unleashing a shiver. Her body was on fire. Still sensitive from the previous orgasm, she felt like she would fly apart.

“You okay?” Andy asked.

“Hell, yes. More. I want to feel you pumping into me. I want the pressure of your body on mine. All of it. I want it hard and fast, so slow I almost cry. I need you, Andy.” She clung to him, her fingernails digging into his flesh, holding on for dear life. If he walked away now, she would never be the same.

Andy didn’t hold back. He pushed in, causing her breath to hitch. She might have even grunted. He paused and let her body adjust to him being inside. She was stretched wide, her legs around his waist. Just the feeling of him being inside her made her feel whole.

Then Andy started moving. He fucked her so hard she blacked out at one point after another orgasm. Andy held her gaze before pulling out and flipping her over. He told her where to put her hands and how to hold her legs. When he moved her to the end of the bed and had her drape her legs off the side while he pounded in from behind, she thought her arms would give out. Then he pulled out and picked her up, moving them so her back was up against the wall and her legs were wrapped around him.

She couldn’t keep up with how many times an orgasm had thundered through her. By the time he lay her back on the mattress and stared into her eyes again, his cock sliding in so slowly she thought she would lose her mind, she was exhausted.

“Mel, don’t ever forget this moment. I know I never will. Don’t forget this. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever been with. It’s like we’re connected by more than the physical. It’s soul deep.”

Then Andy lost control and bucked against her before he stilled and gasped, his body shaking with hers. He pulled out and then collapsed beside her. She rolled toward him and snuggled close as she closed her eyes.

He’d taken her higher than she’d ever flown, and she didn’t know what to do other than cling to him. They slipped into sleep, and she woke to his hard cock pressing against her ass. She pumped her hips, and he chuckled, then rolled her over. He rolled on a condom and slid in. He reached between them, making sure she was close to orgasm. It felt so good having him deep inside her.

He woke her a few hours later, sliding in as he teased her clit and nipples. He was driving her crazy, and she came in seconds. Sex with Andy was a ride, and he made her feel wonderful. She was on top of him, being held up by his strong hands. For a second, she wondered if he had a condom on. She was too far in to question him. It felt too good, and she had birth control.

Andy gasped, and she watched as he fell apart and came. She was right behind him, then lowered to his chest before snuggling against his side. She was about to drift off when his phone buzzed.

“Fuck,” Andy said as he reached for the device.

“What’s going on?” she asked as she sat up, not even trying to cover herself. She figured there was no point. He’d had her in every way possible.

He met her gaze, sadness filling his eyes. “I have to go.”

“Go?”

“I have two hours to get to base. I’ll be wheels up and heading off somewhere to do my job.”

She scrambled off the mattress and moved to him, her mind flying all over the place. She’d heard one of the women, maybe Ava, say something about how Andy’s last girlfriend lost it when he had a mission and did something terrible. No way would she do that to him.

“No matter how long you’re gone or where you go, I’ll be here waiting for you.”

“Are you sure?”

She held his face between the palms of her hands and got real serious. “Very sure. I will be waiting.”

He wrapped his arms around her, and for a second, she thought he might have been crying or close to it. She wouldn’t disappoint him. If it took a week or more, she would wait for him.

Chapter 11

Andy couldn’t believe they’d been in this place for three weeks, and it didn’t seem like they would be leaving anytime soon. The man they were tracking was there, and then they got word that he wasn’t, but then he was. It was frustrating as hell. The team needed a break, but he didn’t think any type of relief would come anytime soon.

“Get some sleep,” Wild said before moving to Harry.

Andy knew Wild was right. He needed sleep, but he wasn’t sure he could relax. The moon was out now, about three-quarters full. In the three weeks they'd been there, they’d almost gone through the full cycle of the moon. It was dangerous being out here with the moon so bright and high in the sky. Most of their equipment didn’t have shiny surfaces, but during a full moon, it was amazing how easy it was to see random crap moving in a field. He didn’t want to be random crap that got shot in a few days when the moon was at its brightest.

One mission, a long time ago, he’d set up on a hill and easily picked off the enemy because of the moon. People who lived in bright cities or in polluted areas didn’t understand how bright the moon could be. And tonight, the moon was clearly casting shadows, almost like it was the sun. Out here, when the moon was full, he imagined he could almost read by the light of the moon.

He closed his eyes and tried to blank his mind, but thoughts of Mel came up. Fuck, he missed her. He didn’t even really know her, but he swore they’d hit so deep she’d imprinted on his soul. She definitely affected him. He would feel her presence forever.

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