Page 60 of Stealth Mission

How is that fucking possible?

There is a distinct falling feeling inside of me.

Maybe it’s to my death.

I kiss her again, slowly this time, but deeper. Hungrier. More possessively. Rolling my body against hers, desperate to ease the ache.

When I pull back, she looks stunned. Her color is high. Her freckles bright.I see the same shock in her that I felt inside myself seconds ago. I’m past that now.

Dropping my mouth to her neck, I take a taste. Slowly exploring with my tongue and teeth. Savoring the salty sweet flavor that mingles with the scent of something warm and flowery.

She laughs softly, a throaty little sound, as I nuzzle her neck with a deep rumble in my throat. “I didn’t expect you to slow down when I bit you…”

“I had to hit the brakes. I want to throw you into the back seat of this truck and fuck you until I break us both.”

She tenses below me and when I pull back, her tongue darts along her kiss-dampened lower lip. “I would never have said this before in my life, but right now I want to slug you for not doing that.”

Jesus.

My chuckle stirs her hair as my eyes drink her in.

There’s something in Marianna that’s wild and untamed and I want it. To capture it and hold onto it.Make it mine so no one else in the world can have it.

Crazy. Talk.

When her fingers trail up my spine, pressing the damp fabric of my shirt against my muscles, I lose more control. A dangerous swirl of lust makes me flex my thighs.

So close. Her heat is just on the other side of these damned layers of clothing.

My willpower is razor thin. “I want inside of you…and I need you to tell me no.”

Her body responds. Shivers below me. “I’m not going to tell you, no. I want you. I need you inside of me. Take me, please. Give us this.”

This is bad.

I growl and duck my head down, burying my face against her neck. “I was counting on you to be the voice of reason.”

She tips her head back, exposing the long, steep column of her throat to me again. “Sorry, I’m tired of being reasonable.”

So am I.

As I taste her neck, my hands take a trip of their own. The soft skin on her inner thigh is velvet smooth, burning hot. Tender and so fucking feminine.

A siren’s call. Destined to destroy this sailor.

It’s hard to speak with the ferocity of my need. “I didn’t plan on our first time being on the side of the road.”

Twisting the fabric of my shirt in her hand, she shifts, opening her legs wider to me. Eyes luminous, she gives me a challenging look. “What road?”

Damn.

I move my hand to hold her jaw while I kiss her, devouring her until I’ve explored every angle and little nuance of her.

“You taste like my ruin.”

Moving to her ear, I whisper in a rough voice. “There are two condoms in my wallet. I bought them for you.”

Marianna’s hands scramble over me. After raiding my pockets, she holds my wallet up, dumps the contents until a condom falls into her hand, then throws the billfold and everything else on the floorboard.

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