Kent paced the room drumming a finger on the side of his cheek. “I can’t believe Bunny’s still here. I have no idea what I’m going to do with her.”
“I’m sure we can persuade her to stay here, but as for Amanda and I—we are in this with you guys for the long haul.” She stood and gripped his shoulders, then planted a kiss on his forehead.
He closed his eyes, relishing the sensation of her warm, sumptuous lips on his skin. He wanted more than anything to pull her into his arms, breathe in her scent, and make love to her. But the last time he’d been with her, he hadn’t made love to her, he’d detached himself and left her unsatisfied and feeling like a piece of meat.
Shame kept him from acting on instinct. Their passion for each other had often led to torn fabric and popped buttons—whatever it took to get naked skin meeting the fastest. When he made love to her this time, he wanted to be the best damn lover in the world to make up for what he had done. “Rebecca, I’m a lucky man to have you in my life. But this is insane. I really don’t think the Vietnamese army or our guys are going to accept you two taking this kind of risk.”
She skimmed her hand up his arm. “I understand. And I don’t think they’re likely to want you in the middle of it either. Why don’t you send the armed men in for the attack and then the four of us can fly over with Raymond once things settle down.”
Rebecca continued stroking his arm with her fingertips. Her gentle, yet magnetic touch made it hard to concentrate. “I’ll have to think about it. But Phan and David are still out there. And I’ve flown out an archaeologist to explore with us as well, just in case what Bunny said about the hieroglyphics has credence.”
Rebecca circled a finger around his biceps. “So, have Phan and David retreat to Camp One underground. At least they’d be well out of the line of fire three hundred feet under the ground.”
Kent fingered the sides of his mouth to disguise his admiring smile. “That’s a great idea, Bec. Okay, that’s what I’ll suggest.” He paused, gazing into her emerald green eyes. “I love you more than you can ever know.”
“Just promise me you’ll never pull a stunt like that again.” She dropped back down into one of the rickety chairs.
The rattan squeaked loudly as he squeezed into the chair beside her. He slung an arm around her, pulled her in closer and pressed his mouth against hers. Her lips tasted so plump and delicious, he felt greedy for more. “I promise,” he breathed. Her full lips merged into his willingly, wetly, parting to invite his tongue inside. “Oh, Bec, I missed you so much.”
His heart throbbed with passion and love where it had felt so empty just hours ago. He opened her lips with his tongue, tasting and exploring her mouth. Heat coursed through his body, and his arousal pressed urgently against his pants.
The squeaking of the chair transformed into cracking and Kent and Rebecca fell on the floor, clinging to each other in a pile of woody bits—all that remained of the splintered chair.
As she lay legs akimbo on her back, Rebecca threw her head back and burst out laughing. She pushed herself up on her hands and tucked a long lock of dark hair behind one ear. “Well, that was a surprise.”
Kent leaned toward her and reached for her hand. He felt lighter than he’d felt all day seeing the joyous expression on his lover’s face. “Let me help you get up.”
Once they stood, Rebecca brushed off her backside. “I think I have splinters in my butt.”
“I can help with that.” Kent reached around behind her and plucked at the fabric of her pants. He itched to yank them off, so he could massage and knead her naked buttocks.
“I’ve got more important things for you to do.” She grabbed his hand and yanked him toward the bed.”
He stumbled along behind her. “Careful, my dear. You’re going to pull my arm out of its socket.”
“Okay, I’ll try to take it a little easier on you, since you’re so delicate.” She released his hand and jumped on the bed. “Ouch. The last mattress I slept in here folded in half—this one feels like it’s stuffed with stones. But making love in the hotel from hell can’t be any harder than doing it on a tree trunk or on the cave floor.”
“You got a point there.” Kent thought making love to her anywhere would be bliss. He wanted her now, he wanted her every day for the rest of his life. Not just in his bed, but in the center of his life.
Rebecca tossed a long lock of dark hair over one shoulder and let her gaze wander over his body. “Well don’t just stare at me. Take off my clothes and make love to me.”
His heartbeat accelerated. The hungry desire flickering in her eyes intensified his arousal. His woman ached for him and he didn’t want to disappoint her. He wanted to drive her out of her mind with ecstasy and make her beg for more. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
She yanked off her blouse and jeans, twirled them around on one finger, and tossed them to the floor. “What do you think?” She wiggled her eyebrows, gazing at him with unblinking eyes through her long lashes.
Kent unfastened the button on his pants to release the mounting pressure. He struggled to maintain control. This moment was all about pleasing her and making her feel cherished. “I think your seduction game is making me nuts.”
“I sure hope so. Today it’s your turn to suffer. But don’t worry—I’m feeling generous and plan to make sure it all ends well for you.” She pulled back the covers and bounced back on the pillows. Her head tilted back and her dark hair splayed out in every direction as she landed. She patted a place beside her and gave him a seductive wink.
He dropped onto the mattress beside her. “It sounds like you’re planning to kill me.”
“I hadn’t thought about that, but it’s an interesting idea.” Her gaze zoomed in on his crotch. “But I think I’d much rather have that alive.”
His breath caught in his throat. The woman really knew how to light him up. As his cock twitched again, he turned his head and brushed his lips over her bare shoulder. He wanted to make every second as pleasurable as possible for Rebecca.
She undid the line of buttons on his shirt and massaged his chest with her hands. Then she tugged anxiously at his zipper.
“Here, I’ll get that.” Kent stood and unzipped his pants. His cock was so engorged he struggled to get his pants over his waist.
Rebecca’s gaze dropped to his penis. “Are we going to have to cut those jeans off?”
“No way—that would take way too long.” He tugged them down with a grunt and a persistent jerk. “Lie on your back.”
Once she dropped back onto the pillows, he brushed his lips and tongue over her soft white stomach. She moaned when he skimmed his hands over her breasts. She’s the most beautiful woman on earth—and she’s mine.
Feasting his eyes on her naked body sent another powerful surge to his groin. He ached to claim her as his own, to be encased in her silky wetness. “You’re so beautiful, Bec.” He planted kisses on the soft creamy skin around her breasts and then kissed and tongued her pert red nipples.
Rebecca moaned and arched her back. “Oh, Kent, that feels so good.”
“I’m going to show how much I adore you by making love to every inch of you.” He flicked a nipple with his tongue before tugging it into his mouth and sucking on it.
“Mmm, I like the sound of that.” Rebecca’s voice sounded husky with arousal and she looked at Kent with lust-dilated eyes. Her tongue traced over her upper lip, wetting it, and she tipped her head back on the pillow.
Kent groaned, feeling his control melt away. He was mad to make love to her. He reached for a bandana that lay on the nightstand and placed it against her forehead.
She opened her eyes and raised her head, looking at him in puzzlement. “What are you doing?”
“Blindfolding you.” He wanted his lover vulnerable and at his mercy so he could give her so much pleasure, she begged for more.
When he placed the bandana over her eyes, she sprang up on her elbows and pushed the cloth and his hand away from h
er face. “Why? I’m the one that’s supposed to be in charge here.”
Giving her a night she’d never forget mattered to Kent. He reached out and brushed a fingertip lightly over one of her smooth cheeks. “Because I want you to block out what you see so you can focus only on the sensations you’re about to experience. Now lie back and enjoy yourself, will you?”
“Only if you promise to let me use that on you later.” Her green eyes twinkled mischievously.
“Fine. You can blindfold me once I’m done with you. That’s if you have any energy left.”
He slid his fingers along the outline of her collarbone and tried to ease her onto her back. Once she relaxed her muscles and dropped back down onto the pillows, he kissed her cheek before shielding her eyes with the bandana.
She moistened her lips with her tongue. “I think you want to make me your sex slave.”
Her mouth looked so delicious, he leaned in to nibble on her lower lip. “You got that right. So you must meet all my demands. My first one is for you to open yourself up to erotic pleasure and my second is for you to order me to do whatever will make you come again and again.”
“Let the games begin.” Rebecca’s rosy lips parted and her head tipped back like she was on the verge of orgasm.
“I hope you’re ready for everything I have in store for you.” He drew a nipple into his mouth and suckled it, then tongued his way down her body until he reached the apex between her thighs. He flicked her clitoris with his tongue and drove it inside her until she thrashed and moaned. “That’s it, baby. Enjoy yourself. You taste damn delicious. I love how you’re swelling up for me, how wet you are.” He intensified his tongue thrusts, darting his tongue in circles around her clitoris before plunging inside.
Her hair scattered out on the pillow as she moaned. “Oh, Kent . . . your tongue feels so amazing inside of me.” And then her groans intensified and she screamed, tossed her head, and bucked. Her breasts bounced, her cheeks flushed and her taste rushed into his mouth.
Kent watched her shoulder and thigh muscles release after the orgasm. “I’m at your whim. What do you want me to do to you next?”
“I want you inside me now.” She spread her knees further apart, drawing his eyes toward her wet opening.
Kent’s breathing grew ragged, his desire to sink his cock inside her was almost too intense to bear. Reaching around the back of her shoulders, he pulled her up into a seated position and untied the blindfold. Her face was still flushed from the orgasm. “I had to see how badly you want me. And I want to see the expression on your face when I bury myself deep inside of you. I’ve got a new position in store for you—one where we’ll be sitting and facing each other.”
“What? We haven’t exhausted all the options already?” Rebecca joked.
“No—and this one’s not called the crying out position for nothing. Now bend your knees and open your legs, placing them over my upper arms. And sit up on your hands. But come in a little closer, first.”
“Yes, sir.” She shifted and moved closer so her hips rested on his inner thighs.
Sitting upright, he straddled her hips with his thighs, scooting close enough that his penis pressed against her pussy lips. He raised her buttocks up against his groin and wrapped his arms around her torso just below her breasts. Her eyes widened and then blazed with lust as he pressed inside her dripping wet opening.
He pumped his hips, supported by hers, up against her weight to deepen the penetration while her calves gripped his arms. The tightness of her vagina around him overwhelmed him. She feels so damned good. He drove himself in and out of her, relishing the sensation of her slick wetness and her inner walls squeezing every inch of his cock.
Her breasts bounced and her belly glistened damp with sweat as he pumped into her. Kent gritted his teeth, waiting for Rebecca to match his level of arousal, which didn’t take long.
She moaned and tossed her tangled dark hair and Kent thrust up into her with more intensity to bring her to the edge of another blissful orgasm. “Oh, yes, Kent. Give it to me. Please, faster, faster,” she urged. She screamed and thrashed and Kent waited for her orgasm to subside before erupting inside of her.
They untangled themselves and lay facing each other on the bed. Rebecca’s smooth skin glowed. Kent skimmed his hands over the soft lines of her arms and shoulders. “I’m so glad you’re here with me, Bec.” His throat tightened with emotion.
She gazed up at him, her long eyelashes exaggerating the brilliant color of her green eyes. She traced his cheek with a fingertip. “You almost succeeded in getting rid of me. If I hadn’t overheard those men, I’d be long gone by now.”
“I’m sure glad my stupid plan didn’t work.” He couldn’t imagine what he would’ve done if Rebecca had left and never spoken to him again. Her absence had made him realize all the more how much she mattered to him and now that she’d come back, he knew he could never let her go. “I love you.” He ran his fingertips gently over the soft ridges of her back.
“I love you, too.”
* * * *
He’s so damn sexy. The veins stood out on his upper arms and his body’s contours appeared more gorgeous than ever beaded with sweat from their exertions. His satisfied smile deepened the dimples on either side of his mouth.
He was everything she’d ever wanted in a man. She saw strength in his wiry, taut body, his jaw line and his long broad nose. The love she saw in his brilliant blue eyes moved her the most. He really saw all of her—not just her body.
“Is there anything else I can do to bring you pleasure this evening?” Kent double blinked as his gaze roamed over her body. He always blinked like that whenever he was sexually excited or was about to say something important.
“Well I was going to blindfold you, but I just thought of a better idea.”
“Really? I’m up for whatever you want—I’m at your command all night.” His jaw flexed sensually when he spoke.
“I really could get used to this. Are you sure we can’t continue this for a few more days?”
Kent gazed at the clock radio beside his bed and frowned, which made his full lips look more kissable than ever. “It’s already midnight. At six AM, I’m meeting the troops in the lobby. So you better get on with your demands while there’s still time.”
“Yes, sir.” She raised the side of her hand to her head as if preparing to salute. “Hey, wait a minute.” She punched him in the arm, inciting a scowl. “I’m supposed to be the one giving orders here. Stand up beside the bed right now—hop to it.”
One side of Kent’s lips curled up in a smile. He slid out from beneath the sheets and stood up. He faced her, his hands on his hips, his penis already making an upward ascent.
Her gaze roamed over his body, pausing at his cock. He raised an eyebrow. “Darling, I’m always ready for you.”
Rebecca got off the bed and stood behind him, placing her hands on his broad upper back. She skimmed her hands over his rigid, well-defined shoulder muscles. “I’m going to lean over the bed. I want you to penetrate me from behind. Feeling you sink yourself so deep inside me really turns me on.”
“Mmm, I know it does. But may I kiss you first?” He turned to face her. The devilish glitter in his eyes sent a current of want racing through her body.
“Yes, of course,” she said, laughing.
He leaned in closer, tightening his grip around her upper torso. He brushed his lips over her cheek and then skimmed them, feather-light, over her lips. As he claimed her mouth, she nibbled and nipped at his deliciously full lips.
Heat spiraled through her as he pulled her in tighter and she felt the press of his thigh muscles and burgeoning penis. He pressed her lips apart and penetrated her mouth with his tongue, making her ache to feel his maleness plunging in side of her. He slid one hand down between her thighs and massaged her clit before slipping two fingers inside her drenched opening.
The movements of his fingers combined with the mating of their tongues brought her close to the edge
. But she wanted to come with him deep inside of her. She pulled back from him, noticing how enormous he was fully swollen. She couldn’t wait for him to sink his full length inside of her from the back.
He held her hips and placed her over the edge of the bed, all the while pressing his fingers inside her pussy.
He slid his fingers in and out of her, teasing, tempting, and causing a wanton moan to escape her lips. When she begged for him to enter her, he ground his hips against hers and plunged his cock deep inside her. “Oh my God,” she groaned. It felt like his penis penetrated further inside her than ever before. “You just keep getting bigger.”
“You have this way of exciting me to the point of near explosion, my dear.” Kent pumped in and out of her and she groaned as the sensation of him expanding her walls and pounding inside of her excited her to the point of frenzy. He gripped her hips tighter, increasing his tempo and grunting each time he drove into her.
She could almost imagine his contracted face muscles, his deep cheek dimples, him biting those delicious lips, barely able to contain his excitement as he waited for her to totter over the edge. Every plunge inside her depths felt like it radiated out like a delicious explosion from her core. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned, “Oh, yes, Kent. Oh yes.”
“That’s it, Bec. Come for me.”
She raised her buttocks higher to intensify the smack of him against her clitoris and then she climaxed just before his seed burst inside of her.
Once she lay on her back on the bed, he kneeled over her and kissed both of her cheeks. “What would you like me to do to you now?” His biceps and chest muscles flexed as he supported his weight over her with his hands.
Rebecca slid her fingers over the rigid contours of one of his upper arms. “I think if we do any more of this, I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow.”
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