Page 49 of Commander

I turned in his arms, cupped his face, and covered his lips with mine, silencing anything else he had to say. I couldn’t hear it. The longing in his words was destroying me.

This hard man felt so much. The least I could do was give him what he asked, if only for a few days.

I only hoped my heart would survive.

Ashur gripped my bottom, lifting me against him and deepening the kiss. The hard, thick ridge of his cock pressed into the juncture of my cleft, and my core drowned with desire. His tongue invaded my mouth, rubbing against mine in a seductive rhythm that made my clit swell and ache.

I dug my fingers into his hair and pressed even closer. I wanted him to consume me in whatever way he desired. I wanted him to make me forget about anything other than him and what we shared in this cabin.

My back hit a wall, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist.

“Ash,” I murmured, trying to work my hand between us so I could undo his shirt buttons. I was desperate to feel him skin to skin.

“No, not here.” He pulled back, grabbing my hand and placing it on his chest before gazing at me through a desire-filled haze.

“Why not?” I whined, wanting nothing more than the delicious feel of his cock bare against my pussy.

With breath coming in hard pants and eyes dilated, he said with a gruff voice, “The windows aren’t covered and I’ll be damned if I let anyone see you naked but me.”

Immediately, I glanced to the side and glimpsed our security monitoring the perimeter of the area.

“Well, that’s inconvenient.”

“Immensely.”

I unclasped my ankles from around him and dropped them to the floor, stepping out of his hold. Confusion crossed his face and I couldn’t help but smile.

Did he think I wanted to stop? Hell no.

I offered him my hand. “Let’s go, soldier. I want to get naked in private.”

He slid his palm over mine and tugged me toward him, sealing our lips for another circuit-breaking kiss. Once he had his fill, he whispered, “I’m an airman, not a soldier. Air Force, not Army.”

“My mistake.” I hummed, sucking his lower lip into my mouth and then popping it free.

“You said that on purpose.”

I grinned and turned, guiding him toward the master suite.

With each step, my arousal grew and the pulse between my legs felt like unending torment. I was almost positive that if he barely grazed my clit, I’d go off. The orgasm on the plane had done nothing for the low pulse of desire that seemed to burn inside me whenever he was near.

God, I was addicted. The need for him flowed in my veins and the only way to settle my ache for him was to fuck him senseless.

“Tara?”

I glanced over my shoulder, noticing him adjust his thick erection. “When we enter that room, you’re no longer boss.”

My steps faltered.

He caught me before I fell, pressing my ass into the hard ridge of his cock.

I gripped his hips, leaning into his heat. “When have I been the boss?”

He laughed against my ear. “Tara, I’ve let you control every aspect of our relationship since we made our agreement. I’ve gone two years without sex because of your no-sex rule.”

How could that be?

“But we’ve only been together a year and a half.”

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