“Mike! This isn’t…!”
Her soft sobs were her only response when she felt one long finger slide into her heat. Then something softer and rougher and…! “Mike!” Her cry was only a whisper this time as she closed her eyes, her body shaking with overwhelming need.
When his mouth closed over that sensitive nub and sucked, softly at first, and then with increasing pressure while that amazing finger teased her from the inside, Lexie couldn’t hold back any longer! She climaxed almost before she knew it was going to happen. Arching into his mouth, her fingers held his head in place while her body throbbed with mind-blowing pleasure.
Afterwards, she went limp, so she didn’t see Mike when he stood and stripped off the rest of his clothes. It was only when she felt the bed move again, felt the warmth of him along her skin, that she opened her eyes. “I like it when you do that,” he murmured, kissing her, letting her taste herself on his lips.
A moment later, he pushed up and rolled a condom down over his shaft. Lexie watched, wanting to touch him, to explore that impressive appendage. But before she could ask, he came back to her, lacing his fingers with hers over her head, then nudging her legs wider, making room for his hips.
“Damn it, I don’t think I can go slowly, Lex,” he warned as he pressed into her heat. “Tell me if I hurt you.”
Lexie opened her mouth to tell him to slow down, that it was hurting, but as he pressed into her, she felt her body give way, felt those incredible tingles building again. With wide eyes, she stared up into his, surprised at how…amazing he felt. “Don’t stop!” she begged, lifting her hips to pull him in deeper. “Please don’t stop!”
Mike nodded, pressing in deeper and deeper. It was hard to slow down because Lexie felt so tight, so wet and perfect! He could feel her muscles relaxing as she took all of him into her tight body and her beauty and the amazing sensations of her wrapped around him awed him.
As soon as he was fully inside of her, he paused, looking into her eyes. “You okay?”
That cute tongue of hers appeared, wetting her lips, and he couldn’t resist. Lowering his head, he kissed her softly, holding himself very still until she relaxed.
When he lifted his head, he shifted slightly and heard her gasp. Eyes sharp, he did it again with the same reaction. “You like that?” he asked, needing to hear her say the words.
“Yes!’ she gasped, arching into him. He did it again. And again! With every thrust, he felt her body tighten around his shaft and it felt like heaven!
“Tell me what you like the best.”
Lexie smiled, but shook her head. “I don’t think I can…you know…again. Just…this is for you, Mike.”
He might have laughed, but wasn’t sure that he had the strength for that. Not right now. Later, he might tease her for such a ridiculous statement. At the moment though, Mike wanted to prove her wrong.
Slowly, Mike thrust deeper, shifting his hips so that he rubbed that nub just right. And with every thrust, he felt her body tighten, straining towards another climax. Why the hell she thought she couldn’t climax again was a mystery that he’d solve later. Right now, he just needed to hear her, to feel her body tighten with another release. He wanted Lexie to find her own pleasure before he found his own. To that end, he moved faster and faster, holding back his own release until…!
She screamed, arching into him again as her body throbbed, her nails digging into his hands as she turned her head away from him. He suspected that this climax was more intense than the last one, and he held back just a few more moments longer, prolonging her pleasure. When he couldn’t hold off any longer, he let himself go, thrusting into her harder and harder until…vaguely, he felt Lexie climax a third time, but by that point, he was too far gone into his own orgasm.
When it was all over, he collapsed against her, burying his face against her neck as they both fought to breathe. With a groan, he rolled off her, and pulled her against his side. He felt himself smile because Lexie felt like a rag doll against him and he knew that he’d done that to her. He’d given her so much pleasure that she had melted into a puddle.
“Wow,” she whispered.
Mike laughed softly and kissed the top of her head. “I’ll be right back.” He stepped into her bathroom and cleaned up, discarding the condom and washing his hands. When he walked back into the bedroom, she’d curled up on her side, pulling the blanket over her body.
He slipped in behind her, wondering at her silence. When he looked over her shoulder, he noticed that her eyes were wide. “What are you thinking about?” he asked, kissing her shoulder as he slipped his arm around her waist.
Lexie glanced over her shoulder at him, not sure what to say. “I just…” she stumbled, words not forming in her brain.
“Why did you tell me that you didn’t think you could climax again?” His hand moved up, cupping her breast but, thankfully, he didn’t touch her nipples, which were still extremely sensitive at the moment. Not just her nipples, she thought. Every part of her was sensitive!
She smiled when he pulled her against his chest and snuggled closer, enjoying the sensation of skin on skin.
“I’ve never….” she stumbled, trying to figure out how to tell him the truth.
“You’ve never climaxed during intercourse before?” he finished for her.
Lexie sighed, ready to admit the whole truth to him. “I’ve never climaxed during sex at all.”
She felt him still behind her, but couldn’t look at him.
“Not at all? Not from touching or oral sex?”
She shrugged, careful not to bump him with her shoulder. He was bruised enough already. “Nope. I just…I thought I was broken. A lot of women don’t climax during sex, Mike.”
He lifted up so that he was looking down at her. “No, Lexie. A lot of women don’t climax during intercourse. But I’ve never heard of a woman who couldn’t climax at all!”
“Oh, I can climax,” she told him, then her cheeks heated up.
“Yeah?” he grinned wolfishly. “Will you let me watch sometime?” Lexie groaned, burying her face in the pillow, but Mike wouldn’t let her hide and rolled her onto her back so that he was looming over her again. “I think that’s hot.”
“Stop it,” she muttered. “But no, I’ve never…climaxed during sex before.”
“Glad to be of service and prove that there isn’t a damn thing broken with you. Just idiots who didn’t know what they were doing, honey.”
She laughed, feeling wonderful. In fact, Lexie felt like she wanted to jump up and dance. “Are you hungry?”
He looked down at her breasts. “Starving,” he leered.
Another chuckle and Lexie cupped his head, bringing his eyes up to hers. “For food.”
“Yeah, I could eat. Should I order a pizza?”
“No need. I got bored while you guys were doing your mysterious things. One night, I made a casserole but by the time I finished it, I’d already nibbled on enough ingredients that I wasn’t hungry.”
“What kind of casserole?” he asked, standing up, and grabbing her hands to pull her out of the bed.
Lexie grabbed her robe and headed into the bathroom, flipping the switch to turn on the shower. “It has chicken and pasta and lots of cheese. Hence, why I was no longer hungry after I finished cooking it. All we have to do now is heat it up in the microwave.”
“Sounds delicious,” he told her, still naked and wrapping his arms around her from behind, kissing her neck and shoulder. “How sore are you at the moment?”
Lexie laughed, thinking he was just teasing her. “Oh, you weren’t that bad.”
“Good,” he replied, as he placed her hands on the wall in front of her. “Then while we wait for the water to warm up, maybe I can warm you up a bit.”
Lexie gasped when she understood his intention, but didn’t move. His hands and mouth moved over her, making her body tighten with anticipation. By the time the water was warm enough, he lifted her into the shower, but instead of placing her han
ds on the shower wall, he turned her around, knelt in front of her and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. Before she could protest, his mouth was already on her and she couldn’t even remember how to speak, much less protest. And when he brought her to yet another glorious climax, she cried out, grabbing onto his broad shoulders to hold herself steady.
Mike stood up, feeling like a king. But before he could grab the condom he’d left on the bathroom counter, Lexie knelt in front of him. He almost stopped her, but her sexy, warm lips wrapped around his shaft and he groaned, bracing his hands on the tiles behind her as her tongue and mouth and lips pleasured him right back.
When she stood up, a victorious smile on her features, it was too much. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her until she was breathless once again. “Damn, Lexie! What am I going to do with you?”
She laughed and grabbed the soap, running it over his chest. And that started their desire all over again. The hot water ran out before Lexie cried out with release this time, but Mike barely acknowledged the cold water, focused only on Lexie and the warmth of her body.
Chapter 9
“Where did you get all those bruises?” Lexie asked the following morning as they sat at her tiny dining room table drinking coffee and eating pancakes.
He paused as he flipped over another pancake, looking over his shoulder at her. “I can’t say,” he told her.
Lexie watched him, feeling shut out for some reason. Logically, she knew that he couldn’t tell her anything about his activities. And logically, she even understood that it was for her own protection as well as for operational security. His silence probably saved lives.
Still, it hurt that she couldn’t know anything about what he did during his absences.
Mike turned off the heat and walked over to her, bracing his hands on the table. “Hey. You know I can’t discuss what I do, Lex.”
She sighed, pushing her plate away. “I know that.”
He slid a finger down her cheek. “So, what’s the problem?”
Shrugging, she took her plate over to the sink. “I don’t know. Nothing.”
He didn’t believe her. “That wasn’t a ‘nothing’ sigh. Talk to me.”
“I don’t know. It just feels…odd…not to be able to know anything about what you do.”
He stared at her and Lexie could see him trying to come up with a suitable response. In the end, he simply said, “I solve problems.”
Oh, if only that were enough, she thought. Looking down, she accepted that this was the reality of their relationship. It was sad, but also nothing either of them could do.
“Yes. I know that. And I know that the problems you resolve are dangerous situations. You probably even rescue people.” She looked up at him, her eyes searching for some sort of confirmation of her statement. But all she saw was a blank look, his features even and still. “Right. I’m sorry,” she said, placing her hand on his chest. “You can’t tell me anything.”
Pulling her into his arms, he rested his chin on top of her head. “If I could tell you, you know that I would, Lex.”
“I know,” she replied, closing her eyes but he couldn’t see her facial features. “But that doesn’t mean I have to like it.”
He chuckled and kissed her forehead.
Chapter 10
Three days later, Lexie was fuming. Stomping back to her desk, she slapped several papers and file folders onto her desk. But when that didn’t feel right, she picked them up and stuffed them into a drawer.
“Hey, Lexie,” Joe said, poking his head into her office. Joe was another one of the officers and a good friend of Mike’s. Joe, Zeke, Derick and Mike led the various teams in the group and all four of them were incredibly buff, handsome men. None were as handsome as Mike though. Joe looked at her and Lexi blinked, coming back to the present. He paused when he saw the angry look she gave him. “Oh…uh…you okay?”
“I’m fine!” she replied, then sighed, rubbing her forehead. “I’m sorry, Joe. I’m just…,” she didn’t know how to describe what she was feeling. “I’m just off today.”
“I understand,” Joe replied, stepping further into the office. He searched for something to say, but shook his head. “It gets better over time.”
She looked at him hopefully. “Does it?”
He laughed. “Hell, I don’t know. I’m always the one leaving. But…” he shrugged. “It might.”
Lexie forced her lips into a smile, but Joe could tell that she wasn’t feeling it. “Hang in there.”
Not all of the team left this time, but enough of them were gone. Mike was one of them. She lifted a box that had been delivered earlier that morning, glanced at the order number and groaned. Another secret, she thought. Picking up the box, she hefted it into her arms. “Don’t know why everyone gets to leave and I’m stuck behind, not knowing anything. Not even why the guy wants a box of light bulbs that don’t fit any of the lights in this warehouse!”
A soft chuckle caused her to swing around, Lieutenant Colonel Zeke Matthews leaning against the wall behind her.
“Pisses you off, doesn’t it?”
Lexie cringed at the phrase and shrugged. “I wouldn’t put it that way, but yes. All of the secrets around here sometimes irritate me.”
Zeke was the kind of man that would drive her nuts as a boyfriend. He was so laid back, so…emotionless, unless he was amused. And he laughed at the oddest things. He was never mean about his laughter, so he didn’t laugh at people. But he laughed with the others, enjoying the various pranks that the team members played on each other. And the man loved to exercise! Goodness, the harder Mike pushed the teams, the more Zeke loved it! It was like strenuous exercise was the only thing keeping the man sane. He was usually grim when he went out for their physical training. He’d come back dripping with sweat and mud, but more relaxed.
“I heard that he owes you several dinners.”
Lexie smiled, remembering their mini-golf competition. “Yeah. That was a good night.” Her mood brightened at the memory.
Zeke chuckled. “Has he paid up yet?”
She thought about the pancakes he’d made for her Saturday morning, but before she could answer, Zeke laughed again. “I can see that he has.” Shaking his head, Zeke started walking away. “Shocking.”
But before Lexie could ask what was so shocking about Mike cooking, Zeke was gone. The man was a bit like a ghost, she thought as she took the box of mismatched light bulbs to the general’s office, leaving it on his desk before returning to her own office. She sat down at her desk and turned to her computer as she contemplated the man named Zeke. The man just…appeared. Seemingly out of nowhere! And then he would disappear again. Maybe she should be looking around more carefully because that man was scary!
Chapter 11
Four days later, everyone returned. Once again, Lexie was sitting outside on a bench, eating her lunch when the plane landed on the short tarmac. Seconds after the plane came to a stop, the door opened and the men stepped down. One by one, the soldiers hefted their rucksacks over their shoulders with one hand and carried their weapon in the other as they headed into the warehouse. Each nodded or waved to Lexie and she felt a warm glow of acceptance as they called out a greeting, despite their apparent exhaustion.
Mike was the last one out and he carried more than the others. He also looked more fatigued and it took every ounce of self-control not to rush over to him. She and Mike had done a good job of keeping their personal lives separate from the teams, even if Zeke knew something was going on. Still, she wanted to greet him, wanted to touch him and run her hands over every part of his body to assure herself that he was okay.
And yet, she remained on the bench, her tuna and avocado sandwich frozen halfway to her mouth as she watched, her eyes hungrily eating him up instead.
Mike walked over to her, stopping several feet away. “You okay?” he asked.
Lexie laughed, amused at the question. “Seriously? You’re asking me if I’m okay when you look like you’
ve been through hell?”
He shrugged and her mouth watered at the sight of those broad, powerful shoulders she knew were hidden underneath that uniform. “I owe you dinner. My place? Tonight?”
Her smile widened and she nodded. “I’ll be there. Now go get showered up and do your…” she paused, searching for the right word. “Debriefing?” she finally asked, looking up at him hopefully.
He chuckled. “You’re getting there,” he teased, and headed into the warehouse.
Mike showered and changed, then went to the conference room where General Kelly was waiting for him. For the next hour, he briefed the general on what his team had discovered, but his mind wasn’t really on the meeting. His mind was on Lexie and the cute, prim way she’d been sitting out on the bench. Her long, sexy legs had been pressed together, her black pumps and her demure skirt showing enough of her legs to make him drool, but not enough for him to be satisfied.
Would he ever get enough of her? He loved these missions, loved getting out into the world and resolving horrible situations. But in the past, he’d come back to nothing. The past two missions, he’d kept Lexie in the back of his mind, reminding himself that he had someone to come home to. Someone special.
Which was why, at six o’clock that night, he had two chicken breasts sizzling on the grill and baked potatoes now piping hot, ready for butter and sour cream. He’d made a salad as well and had even prettied it up in the hopes of impressing her.
The doorbell rang and he was already there, opening the door and pulling her inside and into his arms. “Damn, I missed you!” he said a moment before he pressed her back against the wall and kissed her. Thoroughly!
Too fast, things spiraled out of control. It might have been the way she’d kissed him back, as if she’d missed him as much as he’d missed her. Or maybe it was the way her legs wrapped around his waist. But his mind blanked to everything but Lexie.
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