Sexy Bachelor

by Maggie Monroe

  I pumped hard. Drove into her. She called my name with ragged breaths.

  “Vaughn, tell me,” she begged.

  And that’s who I was. I was Vaughn Hunter to her. That was the man she loved. The one she needed. I would be him.

  “I love you,” I moaned. “I love you, Em.”

  “Oh, God.” She rocked into me so I plunged deep to her core. “I love you too.”

  We scaled a sexual peak in record time. My spine gripped with tension just as I released inside her. She screamed my name as her own orgasm hit.

  “Fuck, Em. Fucking insane,” I groaned.

  I held her while her body jolted with pleasure. Bursts of electric sensation.

  Her forehead rested on the railing, but I scooped her in my arms and carried her back to bed.

  I kissed her as she nuzzled against my chest.

  “There’s your moonlight sex,” I joked. I felt drunk off her. Drunk enough to fuck her again. All night. Every night.

  “We have to leave tomorrow?” she asked. “I like the islands.”

  “We can come back.”

  “When?” She propped up on her elbows.

  “Depends on how long the France job takes. And if there is one right after. I’ll bring you back, though.”

  She chewed on her bottom lip. I knew she was thinking of another question. She never had only one.

  “If you don’t like it will you tell them no?”

  I exhaled. “It’s not like that. I don’t make those kind of calls.”

  “But shouldn’t you? What if it threatens someone’s life? What if it threatens a country?”

  “Slow down.”

  She was up on her knees. “I can’t help but think about the defense contracts you stole. Who did they go to?”

  “I didn’t ask.”

  “How could you not ask?”

  I sat up. “I’m a soldier. I was trained to take orders. That’s part of my DNA.”

  “And I’m an attorney. I was trained to be curious. To pursue the truth. To ask questions.”

  “And I’d like to add you’re excellent at it.”

  Her lips were pouty. “Vaughn. This is serious.”

  “I can’t be more serious. You and Blackwing have nothing to do with each other. Nothing. You aren’t going to get involved with my assignments. No questions. No moral compass shit. Do you understand?”

  “But Blackwing knows about me?”

  I nodded. “They do.” I wished like hell they didn’t. “And that’s where things end. Stay out of this, Em. If it helps go back to pretending I’m in investments. I’ll have a new identity in France anyway. A new career you can bug me about. But not this one. Not Blackwing.”

  “Have you thought about leaving?”

  “Emily.” My voice was stern.

  “You have millions, right? Why can’t we just disappear? Maybe here on the island? I like it here.” She curled her hands around my torso. I felt the fire from her touch.

  The danger we were in was mine to bear. The deal I had made.

  “Babe, we need to get some sleep. We have to fly to France tomorrow.” I leaned up to kiss her. “You’ll see how things work. I’m going to take care of all it.”

  She lowered herself to my chest. “Your heart is beating so fast,” she whispered.

  I stroked her hair. “Moonlight sex,” I lied.

  I swore I wouldn’t keep secrets from her. I promised I would answer her questions whenever she asked. But there was a limit. A limit that Blackwing had given me.

  I never wanted to lose her again. It would break us both.

  The only thing that could tear us apart was keeping her safe. Because there was nothing I wouldn’t do to make sure Emily always had tomorrow. Nothing.

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