Page 35 of Shielding Maya

"It's all clear," she whispered.

He didn't wait. He tugged her hand and they hurried to his truck. He opened the passenger door but before she hopped inside, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her tightly to him. His lips dropped onto her lips and he kissed the shit out of her. His lips molded expertly to hers. His tongue wasted no time sliding across her lips then sliding inside her mouth. As their bodies touched head to toe, she felt the firmness behind his zipper and it excited her completely. The wetness between her legs was instant.

His right hand held the back of her head as he continued to invade her mouth. He completely possessed her with just a kiss. All thought left her mind. She was a blank slate, all with one kiss from Jasiah Weston. No wonder Zara was completely besotted.

He lifted his head, his eyes bore into hers. "Still want to protect me?" His lips parted into a huge smile as he said it. Obviously he thought that was funny.

"Oh, you'll feel completely protected when I'm on top of you."

"Geezes." He mumbled. He helped her climb into his truck and hurried around the front of it. She watched him the entire way. His dark hair shone in the sun. His lips were puffy from kissing hers. And, if she could see his pants, she'd see an impressive bulge there.

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Damned woman had him all worked up. He'd never claimed someone like that before. But, that's exactly what he'd just done. They were from two different worlds. But he wanted her. Badly. She was what he'd been looking for. She didn't need him to take care of her, she could do that nicely on her own. And that was part of the appeal. That combined with the fact she was stunning and smart. She was everything he'd ever looked for.

He climbed in and tried to ignore how tight his jeans felt after that kiss. Just a kiss and he was so hard he could hammer nails. Her gorgeous head turned to face him as he backed the truck out of its parking space, and his eyes landed on hers when he shifted to drive. He locked eyes with her for more than a few moments, then forced himself to look away so he could get them up the mountain.

"Is anyone going to wonder why I'm going to your cabin in the middle of the day?"

"I don't care."

His jaw ground together. He did care. But, not right at this moment.

She laughed and he looked her way to see the absolute light coming from her. She was radiant.

He took slow deep breaths, the ache in his groin failing to subside. He had fleeting thoughts about stopping along the woods and having her in the truck. But, she'd mentioned being on top of him and he wanted to see that in his cabin. He wanted to see her there, naked and fucking him.

He drove faster than he should have, but he did it anyway. He turned toward the first mountain road, closest to the base, which came up the mountain closest to his cabin. There would be people out and about today, but likely not much would be made about them coming up there. They knew she was an operative and was working with them on security. He just didn't know how to keep anyone from bothering them for a couple of hours.

He'd have to lock his door, and ignore anyone knocking.

Pulling into a parking spot at the end of the lot, he glanced at Maya. Her deep brown eyes had been watching him. "Ready?"

"Oh, I sure am." She breathily replied and his dick got hard all over again.

"I can't hold your hand."

"I don't need you to."

He nodded, feeling a bit deflated. She reached over and grabbed his hand. "I want to hold your hand. But, I understand."

He squeezed her fingers. Opened his door. And hurried around the truck like his pants were on fire. Which was a great analogy. He needed to pull these britches off and soon.

He opened her door and reached in for her hand to help her down. She smiled, then winked at him.

She flippin' winked at him. Goose bumps formed on his arms and across his chest and his breathing turned to light panting. What the hell was she doing to him?

She let go of his hand and walked alongside him as they crossed the south side of the common area. His cabin was on the east side, so it wasn't a long walk. He opened his door and breathed a sigh of relief as he stepped in behind her and locked his door. Before he turned around he slid his deerskin jacket off and hung it on the wooden hook then turned to see Maya's top land on the chair at the table. She stood before him in her black tactical pants, a pretty pink bra and a gorgeous smile on her face.

As their eyes stared into each other’s, she unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and he did the same. She stepped from her pants and he stepped from his. She shimmied down her pretty pink panties and he shucked his briefs. He quickly shed his t-shirt and stood before the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. She was his Helen of Troy. He'd read that book and always wondered what she looked like. The woman who had started a war because of her beauty. This was her. She stood before him now and he knew he'd start a war for her.

He rasped. "Take the band from your hair."

She smiled, but reached up and pulled on the band. Her hair floated down and around her shoulders. He watched her run her fingers through her hair and how it softly touched her shoulders.

He scooped her body into his and carried her to his bed. Her skin felt like silk. She smelled like oranges and coffee. Her legs wrapped around his waist and the tip of his cock touched her entrance as he walked and he about lost it. He kissed her lips as her body held to his. He slid his hands to her ass, and slowly let her slide onto his cock. She moaned and so did he. Their kiss muffled the sounds but they were there.

He lay back on the bed, and she unwrapped her legs, but straddled him. She rose up enough to look into his eyes then she began moving on him. Her breasts moved with every slide of her body on his cock. Her warmth wrapped around him tightly again and again. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass and helped her move. She moved faster, as her hips gyrated forward slightly then up and down.

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