Page 38 of Strike Fast

Oh… Oh, God…

He made another low sound, his tongue flicking over her captive nipple as he sucked and drove her out of her damn mind with his hand. Her muscles were rigid, little tremors racing through her as she gasped for air. The sweet pleasure changed, transforming into something far more powerful, a dark, gathering wave of sensation growing inside her.

She whimpered as it loomed there, hovering just on the edge of the horizon.

“Wanna feel you come for me, darlin’,” he whispered against her breast. “Wanna hear you, feel you clench around my fingers.”

The words, the sensations, but most of all the single-minded focus behind them, shot her right to the edge. Her inner walls squeezed around his sliding fingers, the added pressure against the side of her clit making her eyes roll back.

“Oh, yeah,” he groaned between sucks. “Just like that, sweetheart. Let me make you fly.”

That’s exactly what it felt like. Flying. Except he was the one at the controls, not her. She was helpless to do anything but float higher and higher, carried along on the tide of sensation he created in her body. It was mind-blowing.

It was also a little terrifying.

Reid held her like that, suspended in ecstasy until finally, she was there.

Tess cried out as her orgasm hit, pulses of pleasure streaking through her entire body until they gradually faded away, leaving her gasping and spent.

He released her nipple and immediately claimed her mouth in a slow, loving kiss that made the backs of her eyes sting. How? How could she not fall for him after what he’d just done—and thewayhe’d just done it? She hadn’t been prepared for that kind of shattering emotional and physical intimacy. Reid made her feel like her soul was about to be torn in two.

She squeezed her eyes shut, then sucked in a breath when he eased his hand from between her legs. Opening her eyes, she blinked slowly, focusing on his gorgeous face.

“C’mere,” Reid murmured, sliding both arms beneath her and drawing her into his body, dragging the covers over them both as he did.

She cuddled into him as close as she could get, finally sliding her hands up under his shirt to rest her palms against the hot, smooth skin of his back. The bulge of his erection pressed against her lower abdomen through his tactical pants, and part of her felt guilty. He’d been so giving and attentive with her, he deserved the same. Especially after what he’d seen tonight.

He reached back to turn off the bedside lamp, plunging them into darkness. The quiet surrounded them, his strong arms enfolding her in a cocoon of security as his hands stroked languorously up and down her spine.

She was warm, sated and drowsy. She’d let herself drift for a few minutes, then give him the same comfort he’d given her. If he’d let her.

Her eyes snapped open sometime later when he shifted next to her in the darkness. Her heart jolted. Crap! She’d fallen asleep.

Tess raised her head, trying to see the bedside clock. “What time is it?” she mumbled.

“Six.”

Already?

“I gotta get back to the dorm and shower before we head in for the briefing.” He started to sit up.

She tossed the covers back and threw her legs over the side of the bed. “I’ll drive you.”

Strong hands grasped her shoulders and pressed her back against the bed. In the faint light coming through the gap at the bottom of the window blinds, Tess stared up at him. “Stay right where you are,” he said softly. “I’ll grab a cab.”

“But—”

He cut off her argument with a tender, melting kiss. “No buts.” He stroked a hand over her hair, his fingers combing through it lightly, a sensual tug against her scalp. God, the man could drug her with that move alone. “Get some more sleep.”

But you’re leaving. And I didn’t get to return the favor last night.She wanted to, a heady pulse of arousal spreading through her body at the thought. “Well what…” She bit back the rest of the words, not wanting to sound needy.

His lips curved upward. “I’ll call you as soon as I know what’s going on. It’s only a ninety-minute flight from here to Fort Worth. I plan to be on the first flight I can make.”

The building pressure in her chest eased, and she smiled back at him. “You haven’t even left yet, and I already miss you and can’t wait to see you again.”

He laughed softly. “That’s my plan, darlin’. Making you crazy for me.”

Oh, shereallyliked it when he called her that in his Mississippi drawl. “Well it’s working.” She was so hooked, it wasn’t even funny. Reaching up to slip a hand around his nape, she squeezed gently. “You be safe, and I’ll see you soon.”

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