Page 73 of Bad Girls Don't Marry Marines (Rock Canyon, Idaho 3)

Justin’s hand slid around to find her open warmth, and she cried out as he thrust two fingers inside her, hooking them forward, teasing her G-spot until she was lifting her body up and down on his lap, riding his hand as he brought her whimpering to a climax, her muscles clenching tighter with every hot, liquid tremble that shook her legs.

Pulling her dress over her head, Justin turned her onto her back and lay between her legs, his mouth inches from her core, his breath on her damp flesh making her impatient. She wanted his mouth on her, wanted him inside her. Val started panting as he dipped his head down and nipped at her mound, pushing his tongue between her lips and finding her clit. She arched with the first pass of his tongue over her little nub, the friction causing her already sensitive flesh to tighten. He adjusted himself into position, moving her legs over his shoulders and spreading her with his thumbs, the cool air in the room hitting her exposed, wet flesh but in no way causing her arousal to ebb.

Before she could say anything, Justin’s head was between her legs once more, his mouth devouring her, fire scorching everywhere he touched. She was caught between wanting to pull him closer and push him away as his teeth nipped lightly, before he sucked and licked away the smarting sensation and finally clamping his mouth around her clit. She gripped the sides of the couch and moaned as her nerve endings caught fire, spreading through her body until she was feverish with wanting more. He licked her nub back and forth with lightning-quick strokes as he thrust his fingers inside her again.

This time her heels came down on his back as she screamed, crying out his name as another orgasm engulfed her, sweeps of hot and cold rushing through her body as she climbed and fell again.

With rubbery limbs, she stretched, her body humming and pulsing with the afterglow. Justin shucked his clothes above her, and she sat up slowly, reaching for his belt to help. Once she got his zipper open, he dropped his jeans and boxers, sat down, and pulled her on top of him. His lips caught her nipple, rolling the tight bud, and she arched her back, her body so tuned up it was almost painful. Sinking onto his cock, she rocked against him as he released her breast. When he grabbed her hips, lifting her in quick, shallow strokes that stretched her and filled her full, she realized that the high-pitched cries getting louder and louder were coming from her.

Biting her lip, Val let him control the pace and depth, wrapping her arms around his neck to hold him against her, completely spent. His mouth latched onto her neck and bit and sucked her flesh hard. Just as his rhythm changed, becoming fast and uneven, he finally jerked inside her, and she felt the warmth of his release spread inside her.

The strong sense of connection shook her to her core as they stayed pressed together, their chests lifting with each breath. She ran her hands over his sweat-slick shoulder and kissed his damp cheek, his ragged breath against her chest as he sucked in air.

The jingle of keys in the front door sounded, and Val froze a second before she heard her sister call, “Hey, Val, I just forgot my ID. I’m going to stay with Ruth.”

Val did a silent prayer that Ellie’s ID wasn’t in the living room and called squeakily, “Okay, be careful.”

She heard her sister rustling around in the kitchen and finally yell, “Got it. ’Bye!”

“’Bye!” The door slammed, and Val slumped forward, trying to hold back the hysterical laughter that threatened to explode, but Justin had already beaten her to it with his shaking chest.

“Maybe we should take this to the bedroom.”

JUSTIN WOKE UP with Val spr

awled across his chest, her short hair tickling his nose as her breath made little puffs against the skin of his shoulder. With a satisfied grin, he lightly ran his hands up and down her back until she squirmed against him, murmuring inaudibly.

He liked waking up with her; he could admit it to himself, but he had a sense if he started talking about feelings with her, she would jump ship. For Val, relationships seemed to be a constant struggle with vulnerability. And it was no wonder, considering what an extreme dickhead her father was.

Justin’s first instinct was to protect her, to prove to her that relationships could be more than just a business transaction, but she wouldn’t like that. Val valued her independence, and the more he pushed, the more closed off she’d be.

Glancing over at the clock, he saw it was six, and gently tried to dislodge her, pulling the blanket up and over her body as he climbed out of the bed and grabbed his boxers. He didn’t want to sneak out, but he also wanted her well rested. If he had his way, he was going to convince Val that she wanted to see him again, sooner rather than later.

“It’s an awful shame you can’t just walk around in a pair of assless chaps,” Val’s sleepy voice teased from the bed.

Justin laughed as he stepped into his jeans. “I can’t show off my best asset to just anybody, can I?”

“Mmm, you’re right,” she said, sitting up in bed and stretching her arms over her head, letting the blanket fall below her breasts and stopping him cold. “Why are you leaving so early?”

“I have to get home and help my dad out before church,” Justin said, pulling his T-shirt over his head.

“Ugh, church.” Val groaned.

Justin chuckled. “I take it you’ll be skipping today?”

“You would be correct. I am sleeping in.”

He was tempted to crawl back in and do the same, but he’d already been gone several days and there was only a month or so left before the ground started softening. Shrugging into his button-up shirt, he bent over to kiss her hard and fast.

“I’ll call you a little later?”

She nodded and lay back down, pulling the covers over her head with a sigh. Justin left the room and snuck by Gus, who was flopped on his back, snoring loudly. He reached the door just as Ellie was coming in.

“Justin,” she said, smiling knowingly.

“Ellie, good to see you.”

She shut the door behind him with a laugh, like she had a secret, and he wondered if she’d seen more than she’d let on last night.

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