Page 35 of Summer Heatwave
He hesitated.Could he sleep in the same bed as Kam Hood and not make love to her?The SEALs had challenged him in so many ways, but he’d never needed control like he did tonight.
She leaned up on an elbow.“I understand.I’m sorry I asked.And I’m sorry for the way I acted earlier.Fucking adrenalin.I hate when I can’t control my body.”She gave him a meek smile.“Or my mouth.”
“Scoot over.”Mike picked up the bedding and slid in, facing her.“It wasn’t you I was worried about.It was me.You’re so fucking beautiful…and there are things I want to do to you, with you.You’re not ready for that, especially tonight.”
She laid her cold palm on his face and traced his ear with her finger.“You’re absolutely right.I’m exhausted, but every time I close my eyes, my brain replays killing those two men.It all happened so fast.”
He pulled her into his arms, chest to chest, hips to hips, thighs to thighs.
“I wish I could tell you that goes away, but I still remember my first kill.It wasn’t as up close and personal as yours.Mine…we were on top of a building, and we were told to hold that position.When the Taliban started coming toward us, they gave the signal to open fire.”Mike could picture everything he did from the moment he lined up his sights and pulled the trigger to when the man in the red turban fell to the ground.
“Do they all haunt you?”
“No.My ghosts are those of the men, good men, lost under my command.”Mike had never told anyone that before.
Kam wove her arms around his neck, her cheek against his.“Do you think, together, we can fight off all our ghosts?”
He could love this woman.She’d already captured his heart.
“I don’t know.Let’s give it a try.Go to sleep, Kam.”
Chapter15
For the firsttime in years, too many for Kam to count, she woke up in the arms of a man.She completely felt like herself.The shooting, her house, everything had been put into its box and filed.She was good at dealing with files.Her brain had already organized a list of everything she needed to do to put her home back together.She needed to call her insurance company and tell them what happened.Then she needed to notify the cleaning company used by law enforcement all over the United States.They were experts in dealing with bloody floors and carpet, vandalized walls, and all the ugliness that goes with a crime scene.
Kam analyzed her feelings for a moment.She had no remorse in shooting those two men.She dreaded the stack of paperwork required for discharging a weapon in the line of duty, but fortunately, she didn’t have to worry about that until Monday.
She decided right then and there, she was going to enjoy her weekend.She was confident that her team was watching and cataloging every vehicle—and person if they got lucky enough for someone to show their face.Noellyn would be looking into every dark hole, tracing every dollar, to find these men.
Mike rolled over onto his side, his hand automatically dropping onto her hip.Yes.And she was going to enjoy Mike Gallagher.Moving only slightly, Kam looked at the clock on the nightstand.She’d slept in for almost two hours.No wonder she was wide-awake.
“You’re thinking too loud,” Mike groaned.“It’s Saturday.I get to sleep in on Saturdays.”
“I usually work Saturdays.”She giggled.“Hell, I work every day.”
He pulled her into him, her back to his chest.His breath was hot on her ear when he whispered, “Go back to sleep.We were up very late last night.”
“Sorry, but when I wake up, I’m awake.”She wiggled, trying to get away from his grip but ended up grinding her butt into his impressive erection.
Twisting within his arms, she faced him.“Do you know the best way to wake up?”
She stroked him through his flannel pajama bottoms.“Do you want me to take care of this for you?”
His hands caught her wrists.“Keep that up and it will take care of itself.”
“Do you not like morning sex?”Although Kam didn’t have a lot of experience with different men, she’d been with one who wanted sex as soon as he woke up.Her ex wanted sex all the time.That was evident by how many other women he’d fucked, even while he was married to her.
Mike growled.“I love morning sex.”He stared into her eyes and grinned.“I also like before-supper sex, after-supper sex, and sex anytime webothfeel like it.”
Emboldened, Kam set up and stripped off the T-shirt she preferred to wear to bed.Her smile was hungry and a little devilish, the way she felt.
“I feel like sex right now.Do you feel like sex?”Her breasts weren’t large, but they weren’t small.She cupped one in each hand and played with her nipples.She’d been doing this for years, since no man had touched her since months before her divorce.But she didn’t want to think about Brody.
Mike pulled her down far enough so he could take her breast in his mouth.He replaced her hand with his on the other side, rolling her nipples with his tongue and fingers in unison.The sensations sent waves of pleasure throughout her body, congregating at her clitoris.Her hands now free, she wanted to touch herself, but she really didn’t.She wanted Mike to touch her clit.Rub it.Play with it until it was a hard mass of nerves.
He rolled her over onto her back and nipped his way to the other breast before he followed the centerline of her body past her belly button to the edge of the boy shorts she wore at night.He kissed his way down, tugging her panties a fraction of an inch before he kissed the next revealed piece of skin.
Kam wasn’t sure when he’d removed her panties, but she felt him spread her legs.He ran his tongue up the inside of one leg then the other, fingers lightly touching the outsides.When he reached the apex, his hands drifted over her sensitive belly, lightly touching her as softly as butterfly wings.He ran both hands down until he reached her tight curls.He scraped his short nails through her pubic hair and over her closed feminine lips before diving two fingers into her channel, dragging her wet essence upward, opening her to his desires.
