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As his eyes traveled up the arm, his stomach dropped. He was trying to convince himself it wasn’t her, but there was nothing but mounting evidence supporting the fact it was her. The girl from the fights he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about since that one amazing fuck.

Thunder had fantasized about this very moment, getting her into his bed for more than a quick screw in a locker room. But instead of rolling over and handling business, he froze.

So many times, he tried to pretend his flavor of the night was her. Every time, something always ruined the illusion. Maybe that was why it was taking his brain so long to catch up to his body.

Slowly, so as not to wake her, he twisted so he could get visual confirmation it was really her. His breath caught. When his body and brain synced, he processed the information, and was knocked for a loop. She was even more beautiful than he remembered. Her hair had highlights that weren’t there three years ago. The tiny cut that he’d thought didn’t even need stitches had scarred.

He ran his finger along it and shivered. Not that it was ugly, far from it, he hated the fact he’d been the one to mar her. But the asshole part of him, the part that walked around swinging his dick and beating his chest, kinda dug it. She had a daily reminder of their time together and all he had were memories.

Thank the little baby Jesus in a tuxedo shirt they were vivid as fuck. Not wanting to waste a single moment, he shed his boxers and rolled his body to match the length of hers. He needed as much skin on skin contact as he could get. His cuddle or sex rule was voided since he’d already done both with her. Thunder loved loopholes.

When he dropped his head and ran kisses along her elegant neck, she moaned. Still asleep and welcoming his touch,thank fuck.Using his own body, he gently rolled her to her back and decided to do something he’d wanted to do for years. Taste that sweet pussy.

Sliding down her sleep-warmed body felt like coming home, Thunder pushed those thoughts aside; they had no place here. No chick was his home and never would be again. He didn’t want a relationship, but he wouldn’t mind regular sexual contact with this woman.

Thunder dragged his nose along her satin-covered pussy and shuddered. “I want to taste you. Do you want that, sweetheart? Do you want me to tongue fuck you into next week?” He may have only spent a few minutes with her in the past, but he knew what got her motor running. She’d come to his bed willingly, but he wanted her awake enough to know who was going to give her pleasure.

The comforter had caught on his head as he slid down, but there was enough of a gap that he could see her beautiful face. Her eyes were still closed, but she was awake enough to consent. “God, yes. It’s been so long. Yes.” Her sexy body was squirming in anticipation. The loose shirt she wore was halfway down one shoulder and above her rippled abdomen.

Sadly, her tits were covered and so was her pussy. Thunder didn’t want to wait the time it took to properly undress her. Instead, he pushed her shirt up the rest of the way, exposing her pink nipples and he groaned.

“Say the words, sweetheart. Tell me you want me to tongue fuck you.”

Eyes still closed, she grabbed her tits and squeezed as the sound fell from her lips. “Yes, tongue fuck me into next week, please?”

It was the please that did him in. With two fingers, he dragged that strip of satin to the side and dove into her pussy tongue first. A groan ripped from his soul as her taste exploded on his tongue. Her shout pierced the air.

Thunder became ravenous. His hunger for her was damn near blinding. He wanted her orgasm like he wanted to breathe. “Oh, God, oh, God, right there…” She moaned when he nibbled her clit and added two fingers to replace the tongue which moved slightly north.

The way she trailed off reminded him, she didn’t know his name, not even his road name. Back then, he was simply known as Killer. Didn’t want to risk any military connection, so he simply let circumstance name him.

Thunder was faced with a slight dilemma. He had the opportunity to hear a woman scream his name. A name he hadn’t heard in passion since, well, a time he refused to give credence to while he was tongue deep in a sweet pussy.

He did love to hear a woman cry his road name. Rather than put any more thought into it, he just let whatever name fell from his mouth decide.

Pulling back from her body, he peeked through the opening of the covers. Her eyes were on him. “Nick. But you can keep calling me God if it makes you happy.”

Not wanting her to come down from that edge she was riding, he dove right back into what he was doing. A few more well-timed thrusts of his fingers and sucking her bud and she was flying with the angels. The dirty ones, anyway. His name an invocation from her mouth.

“Fuck me running. You have exceptional skills in that arena.” Her breathless words died on her lips as he crawled back up her body and gently nipped at a peaked nipple.

Before she could catch her breath… again, Thunder leaned over to the bedside table, grabbed a condom and flipped her over.

Not that he didn’t want to look in her eyes when he fucked her, he’d get to that. Now, he needed to see that sweet ass he’d missed.

After he rolled the condom down his shaft, he pulled her askew thong to her knees. Tapping the outside of her thighs, prompted her to raise each enough to remove them.

He tossed it on the chair where his clothes were haphazardly hanging on. At least his cut was securely hanging on the back. A flash of her wearing it while he pounded her from behind zipped through his mind, but he pushed it out.

With his attention back on the woman beneath him, he watched as she reached behind her and pulled the loose shirt over her head. She didn’t get a chance to raise her elbows and remove it before he buried himself to the hilt with a groan that was loud to his ears. Deafening even.

8

ANDREA

When Lexi told her to get back into the swing of things, Andy was sure her best friend had no idea where she would end up.

She was in a room at the Desert Phantoms clubhouse with a guy she knew only as Nick. A man who had a magical tongue and an even more supernatural dick. A dick that was hitting her G-spot so perfect.

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