Page 43 of State of Alert

She was tapped out, her elbows and knees hurt, and she craved sleep, but not as much as she craved him. “I am, but now you’ve got me all… interested.” She rubbed against him suggestively. “It’d be a shame to let that go to waste.”

“Indeed it would.” His forehead landed on hers as he took a deep breath.

Sam ran her fingers through his thick, dark hair. “Are you okay?”

“Today’s been a lot for me. I can’t imagine what it was like for you.”

“I’m okay if you are.”

He pulled back to help her out of her T-shirt and then worked her pj’s pants down her legs, going for maximum impact as he dragged his fingertips over her sensitive skin. When she was down to just panties, he took a long, perusing look at her, devouring her with his gaze.

“What happened to my favorite knees?”

“A few scrapes from the arrest earlier.” She raised her arms to show him the bandages on her elbows.

“Ugh. Do they hurt a lot?”

“Not too bad.”

“That’s good,” he said as he leaned forward to nuzzle her breasts.

She’d learned that it was pointless to try to hurry him along when he was set on giving her the full treatment, and since his full treatment was the best thing she’d ever experienced, she closed her eyes and settled in for the ride.

Her nipples stood up at attention, waiting for him to get to them. He didn’t disappoint. He never did.

She gasped and buried a hand in his hair as he sucked her left nipple into his mouth. He ran his tongue back and forth over it. The combination had her clamoring for more. His lips on her skin set her on fire as he moved from left to right and back to do the whole thing over again.

This… This was the only thing that could wipe her mind clean of the daily stress and struggle. He alone could take her away from everything other than the two of them and what they were together.

His lips skimmed over her belly, making her shiver and squirm. “Samantha… My sweet, sexy, difficult Samantha…”

Her eyes flew open as she raised her head off the pillow. “Difficult?”

His low chuckle vibrated against her abdomen, adding to the fire building inside her. “Just making sure you’re paying attention.”

“I’m definitely paying attention. In fact, if you wanted to move things along?—”

The swipe of his tongue over her clit shut her right up as she dropped back down to the pillow, her muscles gone liquid.

“You were saying something?”

“Forgot.”

“Hmm, thought you might.”

“Less talking, more—” A noise came from deep inside her that barely sounded human. “Holyshit.”

Fingers, tongue, lips… He was the master and quickly had her biting back the urge to scream her head off, which would start an international incident, surrounded as they were by world-class security.

She ought to do something for him, but she couldn’t have moved if she had to. “Nick…”

“Hmm?” Still in no apparent rush…

“Please.”

“What can I do for you, love?”

“You know!” Only he could make her beg for release. Only he could make her want it that badly. She used to think there was something wrong with her that she couldn’t quite seem to get there, but it turned out she’d been trying with the wrong men. After she found the right one, that’d never been an issue again.

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