Page 23 of Blood and Sand

“Rey, you cannot get into this bed without any clothes on.”

“It’s not like you haven’t seen it all before. I’ve been balls deep in that wet pussy of yours for years, sweetheart.”

She scoffed, and I laughed.

“DeeDee, we’re both adults. I’m sure you can tamp down your attraction to me long enough to get a few hours of sleep.”

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes and turned her back to me, but not before she perused my body.

“Like what you see?” I asked, continuing to laugh.

“Shut up, Rey, and get in the damn bed.”

I heard the amusement in her voice.

After sliding off my boxers, I pulled back the covers and slid into bed next to her—the last place I thought she’d ever be again. Although she clearly didn’t want to get anywhere near me if her being on the edge of the bed was a sign, there was no way I wouldn’t have her in my arms, not with her so close. I wrapped my arms around her midsection, pulling her against my naked body. I nuzzled my nose into her thick, coily hair, sighing.

“I love you, DeeDee.”

She tensed but didn’t pull away. I kissed her head, and she relaxed against me. I didn’t expect a response. I just needed her to know my feelings for her never changed. I never stop loving her. Even when I let her go, she remained in my heart and always would.

She wiggled her hips, and I tightened my embrace to stop her movements, my dick hardening against her luscious ass. “If you don’t want me to fuck you senseless,” I squeezed her hips, “I suggest you stop rubbing your glorious ass against my cock.”

She stopped immediately. “Sorry,” she mumbled.

I chuckled. “Get some sleep, DeeDee. We’ve only got a few hours and an early start.”

“Goodnight, Rey,” she yawned, “and thanks for being there.”

“I’ll always be there for you, DeeDee. Always.”

And that was the truth. Although I was an asshole when she got her job with the FBI, my loyalty to my wife never wavered. If Dana needed me to slay the biggest motherfucker on the planet, all she had to do was ask. This creep didn’t know what I’d do to protect her. Even if it cost me my life, he’d never get his hands on her.

So soft. So warm.

I snuggled closer, grinding my hips against her soft, plush ass and a lustful moan was my reward. I’d had every intention just to hold her in my arms, but I was beyond my ability not to be inside her. She had the softest skin, the plushest ass, and the lushest tits I’d ever had the pleasure to squeeze.

Damn, I miss her.

With my face in her hair, I inhaled the sweet smell of her shampoo that mingled with the scent of cocoa butter. It was a familiar scent, one I didn’t realize I’d missed so much until now.

I slowly moved my hand across her silken stomach under her shirt until I reached her breast, tweaking and pinching her nipple until it became rigid between my fingertips. I remembered how she loved a little pain with pleasure.

“Rey,” she moaned.

“Hmm?”

“Wake up.”

“I am awake.” I bit the soft flesh over her collarbone, and she pushed back against my hardened cock. DeeDee was always so receptive to my touch. “And so is my dick.”

She chuckled, looking over her shoulder at me. “If we don’t stop this now,” she said, wiggling her hips, causing me to groan as the sensation moved across my body, “we’ll make a huge mistake.”

I quickly rolled her on her back, pushed her legs open with my knee, and settled between her luscious thighs with my palms planted on either side of her head. I saw the longing in her eyes. She wanted me, but fear also mingled with her desire for me.

“What are you scared of, baby?” I moved strands of hair out of her face. “It’s me.”

She turned her head away, focusing on anything but me. I gripped her chin, forcing her to look at me. I needed to understand why she was afraid and why her beautiful brown eyes were glassy from unshed tears.

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