Page 24 of Lethal Game

She looked at the book and scowled. Was pleasure so bad a thing to want?

No. What she did in the privacy of her room was her business and no one else’s, and right now she needed satisfaction like never before.

She opened the small bedside table drawer and took out a small vibrator, then closed her eyes as she began using the vibrator to stimulate her clit. She restarted the fantasy, but now it was Connor pleasuring her.

Connor’s wicked, wicked tongue flicked across her clit fast then slow, hard then soft, until she thought she’d lose her mind.

“Please,” she panted. “I need you inside me.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said in that smoky tone that told her he was happy to follow this order. He positioned his cock at the entrance to her body then thrust in all the way, triggering an orgasm that made her scream.

Sophia came, too, but her orgasm wasn’t nearly that satisfying. She groaned in frustration and glared at the wall separating her room and Connor’s. What she needed didn’t come with batteries.

She’d decided a long time ago that she was holding out for love and a man she could count on to be there even if things got tough or painful.

Her ITP had put her life on a countdown, and until now she hadn’t met a man who made her want to change her policy about casual sex. Connor was more than daring. He had her willing to break her rules. Was it worth the risk?

He didn’t really seem the sort that would let himself get attached during a deployment.

Was she really considering asking him to have sex with her?

And what if he said no?

***

Aknock at his doorwoke him.

“Connor?”

Sophia.

He glanced at his clock. It was only 0500. He got up and opened the door. “What’s up?”

Her eyes widened and her gaze took in his nude torso, then dipped to his underwear for a long moment before she brought it back up to his face.

Her cheeks flushed. “Sorry.” She cleared her throat, her gaze bouncing over him like she didn’t know where it was safe to look. “Um, I need to— Can I...?” She looked nervously down the empty hallway before gesturing toward his room.

What had her so worried?

“Come in,” he said, putting a hand under her right elbow and drawing her into his room. Once she was inside, he took a look down the hall, but no one was in sight.

He closed the door and locked it, then turned to find her staring at him with eyes too wide. There was fear there, and something else he couldn’t pinpoint. He found himself herding her toward his bed and urging her to sit down.

He squatted down next to her, putting his head level with hers so he wouldn’t crowd her. “Something scared you.”

“It’s probably nothing.” She gave him a weak smile. “A coincidence.”

“There are no coincidences in war, only unannounced enemy action.”

She tilted her head to one side. “Who said that?”

“Connor Button, though others have said something similar.”

“You say some interesting things.” She blew out a breath. “Well, someone called me, but didn’t say anything when I answered. I could hear rustling in the background and breathing. Someone was there. They just didn’t say anything. I hung up after a few seconds.”

“On your cell phone?”

“No, the landline to the room.”

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