Page 43 of No Man Left Behind

Marcus reached into the shower and turned it on. Then he turned to her with fire dancing in his eyes. His gaze roved her body, causing shivers to erupt.

His fingers brushed her skin so lightly it was like being kissed by the softest breeze. He started with her jawline, down her neck to her collarbone, then over her shoulder and down to her hand.

He lifted her fingers to his lips and kissed her before moving his hand to trail along her side, down to her hip, up to her breast. Around the nipple, then to the underside. To the other breast.

Her entire body trembled with a desire stronger than anything she’d ever felt.

His hand moved lower, brushing her hip and thigh. Then, to her center. When he caressed the curls between her legs, she whimpered.

With his mouth on hers, his fingers teased her until her knees wobbled. Marcus banded his other arm around her waist and lifted her. He walked them into the shower and closed the door.

His fingers returned to tease, and her senses reeled. His large body protected her from the spray, but steam rose around them as his fingers drove her wild.

When her body started to clutch, he kissed the shell of her ear and whispered. “Let go, Elina. Let me see how gorgeous you are when you soar.”

His growly words had her body making the final leap. Everything contracted to focus on his touch, and then she exploded in a sparkle of light and color. The world disappeared, and she floated on sensation alone.

When she managed to flutter her eyes open, she found Marcus studying her, his gaze full of satisfaction and lust. “You are stunning.”

She managed a laugh, though her breathing was still harsh. “I think you’ve got that backward. I’ve never experienced anything like that. Your touch is pure magic.”

Heat flared, and then they were kissing again. He added body wash to his hands and then they were touching, hands sliding and gliding.

Every nerve end danced as the steam flowed around them. Elina ran her fingers over his abs and chest, then followed the path with her tongue. His soft growls and curses filled the shower right along with the steam.

When her hands dropped lower to squeeze his erection, his head fell back, and he groaned. “You’re going to be the death of me, Elina. Make sure to say nice things in my obit.”

She hadn’t expected to laugh during the most intense sexual encounter of her life, but she did. “I think you can take it. I’m hoping to have you around for a very long time.”

His hands stilled, and his head came up. Those dark eyes locked on her. “I’m going to hold you to that. I want you to stay for a long time. And I’m not talking hours or days or weeks.”

Her heart galloped at his words. She’d known she’d fallen in love with this incredible man for days, but she hadn’t been sure of his feelings. Now she was, and she couldn’t keep her feelings locked inside. “I think I’m falling for you, Marcus.”

Her whisper was barely audible, but the heat flaring in his eyes at her words proved he’d heard her.

His lips descended on her hers and demanded everything. When her knees wobbled, Marcus eased back from the kiss with a chuckle. He turned off the water and grabbed a couple of towels.

Rubbing the soft fabric against her sensitized skin nearly sent her into another orgasm right there. And if that didn’t do it, Marcus watching her brought her even closer.

After a quick swipe of the towel across his own body, he tossed it to a corner and did the same with hers. He took her hand and kissed it as gently as he stroked the kittens, and then swooped her into his arms again.

When they reached the bed, he set her gently in the middle, then sat on the edge to remove his prosthesis. With a quick roll he was on top of her and linked her fingers with his.

Their bodies pressed together and the sensation of so much skin-to-skin had her gasping with delight and squirming against all that gorgeous flesh.

He grinned and then lowered his head until his lips hovered over hers. “I’m falling for you, too, Elina. I think I’ve been falling since we first met.”

Her heart leaped at his words. She squeezed his fingers with his and leaned up to kiss him. The kiss started off tender but, in only moments, morphed into greedy desire.

Soon, they were rolling on the bed, hands touching, lips grazing, tongues licking. Every few moments, they would look at each other and grin. Then they dove in again.

“I need you, Marcus. Now.”

He lifted his head to grin at her like a panther. He rolled them again and reached into a nightstand. When he lay back to roll on the condom, she straddled him and watched.

When it was on, she reached for him, but he laughed and put his hands on her waist. “Hold on, you touch me now, and I’m going to embarrass myself.”

“Might be fun to watch.”

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