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BENJI

Oh, my God, this is taking fucking forever. I don’t understand what is taking Max so long. The whole weather conditions issue seems to be more problematic than I first assumed because I still haven’t heard anything back yet. He knows how serious this is and how much is at stake, so I have to just sit back and trust that things are happening behind the scenes.

I can just imagine the office now and it being absolutely manic with Max barking at everyone to get shit done. I kinda wish that I could transport myself there to hurry things along, to make sure this is getting done. I’m not so good at being on this end of things. I’m much more into taking action than sitting around and waiting for others to act on my behalf.

“Are you okay in there?” I yell to check in on Cassie in the shower. I can still hear it running, but I have to check in all the time. My protectiveness over Cassie still rockets through my body no matter where she is. “Do you need anything?”

“I won’t be much longer,” she calls back. “I’m just finishing up in here. Thank you, though.”

I don’t blame her for wanting to spend a long time under the water after her ordeal. I understand why she needs to wash it all off, and it isn’t like we have anything else going on, but I can’t stop myself from worrying. I prefer being able to see Cassie. When she’s in my eye line, Iknowthat she’s okay. I’m sure that everything is absolutely fine with her.

Plus, I like looking at her, obviously. I like staring into her eyes and thinking about kissing her. Actually, I prefer really kissing her, but I don’t know if that’s welcome at the moment. Until we have the dreaded chat, I don’t know what she’s thinking. Since this isn’t the middle of the night in the jungle any longer, I don’t know how my actions would be perceived, but I’m sure it’d be a lot more dramatic, more meaningful, which might not be what Cassie wants. I can’t quite tell and I can’t assume…

If it wasn’t for that worry, my eyes would be fluttering. I would be sleeping already since I’m shattered. Absolutely exhausted. But being too close to the jungle and knowing that the gang could come here at any given moment is killer. It has me really on edge. So much so that I need to get up off the bed to pace around the room just for something to do. As I pace, I scan through my brain to check over everything that I’ve done so far in an attempt to see if there’s anything left behind. Usually, I don’t have time to think things through. A job like this will have me always on the move, but this is different. I knew that it would be the moment Max told me about it, but I didn’t realize it was going to be quite as crazy as this.

“Here we are.” The bathroom door swings open, and Cassie exits the steam-filled room in just a towel. I wasn’t expecting to seeher with so much flesh on show while it’s so light here, so my heart leaps up into my throat. “Do you need the bathroom?”

“I… I…” I don’t know what to say. She has me absolutely breathless. “No, I don’t need the bathroom. I was just checking in.”

“Oh, right. Well, I’m okay.” She grins widely from ear to ear. As I suspected, her smile lights up a freaking room. It makes me warm and fuzzy inside. “I feel much better now that I’ve had a wash. I feel a lot more human this time around.”

I can’t drag my eyes off her. My God, she’s incredibly beautiful. I’m blown away by how stunning she is. I knew that already, but my God, she’s fucking sexy. There’s a deep pulsing running all the way through my body. All I want to do is grab her. I want to wrap my arms around her and hold her close to me. I want us to reenact what happened in the jungle, but more. I want her from every single angle. I want to explore every damn inch of her. I just want to have her. I don’t want to worry about talking.

“Yeah, I… I’m sure you do,” I mutter quietly. “Erm, well, I still haven’t, you know, heard anything back yet. From Max, I mean.”

God, I’m stammering, making a fool out of myself. Cassie isn’t looking at me like I’m a bumbling idiot. She’s smiling some more. There’s a heat burning in my cheeks, but she doesn’t seem to even notice me. Thank God, because I don’t know how the hell to handle being this uncool. I don’t know if I’m the smoothest with women, but this is messy.

“Okay, well I suppose he will get back to us soon enough, won’t he?” Her positive energy to come from the shower is burning through her. “We can just carry on waiting around until then. I much prefer being here than out in danger.”

Okay, this is good. This is awesome. She isn’t worried about the gang locating us here like I am. Just because this is the nearest motel to the jungle, I fear that they might assume we’re here. But it hasn’t happened yet, so perhaps it’s for the best.

“Yeah, I suppose this little room isn’t too bad.” I even find myself smiling back at her. “It could be a whole lot worse.”

She perches on the edge of a chair, drawing my eyes to the length of her legs. I don’t know why she isn’t instantly getting dressed, but I like it. I like it so much that my body is reacting to her in a million different ways. I can hardly contain myself.

Ishouldbecause the last time I lost all control of myself, we ended up naked and crazy, and this isn’t really the time and place for that to happen, but then again, neither was the jungle. This might be our last chance to hook up before our lives separate, and I have to admit that one time isn’t enough for me when she’s looking like that. God, she’s freaking hot as hell.

I step a little closer to her, my feet taking control for me. As I move, Cassie’s eyes lock on mine and the sizzling burns between us once more. Before I even get to her, she knows what’s coming. Cassie even rises up off her chair, which lets me know how badly she wants me too. Any rationality about how weshouldbe acting flies violently out the window.

My hands cup around Cassie’s waist, her fingers etch up to my cheeks, and she holds me. We stare at one another for a couple of seconds, the fire burning brightly between us, before finally, I crash my lips to hers and claim her once more. This was inevitable. As soon as we walked into this motel room, we were always going to end up together once more. I honestly don’tknow why I tried to fight it. I slide my fingers up her thighs and just underneath the edge of her towel, just grazing the underside of her peachy round ass. My God, every part of this woman’s body is perfect. How is that possible?

“Mmm, you are gorgeous,” I groan as I move my mouth off hers and down toward the exposed delicious skin of her throat. Every single part of her tastes fucking incredible. “Oh, God, Cassie, Icannotget enough of you. I want all of you.”

She lifts up her knee and parts her thighs for me. She wants me. It’s screaming from her, and I love it. I tease her a little, edging ever closer to her soaking wet slit before yanking back and making her need it even more. I’m driving her wild, dragging out the dragon of desire deep inside her, causing her to become primal, and I love it. I fantasized over corrupting her, but I think in reality, a bit of her is corrupting me. She’s the one who has all control over me. I can’t stop myself.

“Fuck,” I mutter as the pleasure begins to grip me. “Fucking hell, Cassie, you are absolutely insane…”

She gushes and gasps, and the breaths fly out of her mouth in a panting manner. She doesn’t need to say anything. I can tell how flooded with desire she is, and it turns me on amazingly. If I don’t bury myself inside her in a heartbeat, I’ll crumble and fall. My cock twitches with need and my stomach flip-flops as the hot lava of bliss sits inside me. Ihaveto take her now…

“What was that…?” All of a sudden, she shoves me off her. I stumble backward, almost falling. I can’t deny that hurt crushes me. I thought that we were both lost in the moment then, but it seems not. Cassie wasn’t lost at all. “Did you hear it?”

“I didn’t hear anything,” I reply quietly, trying to keep the pain inside. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Holy shit, I did hear it that time. There’s a lot of banging and yelling. It freaks me out, but not as much as Cassie. She grabs a T-shirt and throws it over her head in an instant, barely even noticing that it’s mine, followed by her leggings. I want her naked, not more dressed, but there isn’t anything I can about that. If she wants to be dressed in chaos, then so be it.

“Shit.” Our bedroom door is kicked open and a burly guy stands behind it. He has a woman I recognize from the front desk in his arms with a blade pressed so hard to her throat a small trickle of blood runs down her neck. “Oh, God.”

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