Breaking Away (Delta Force Strong #3) - Elle James Page 0,15

asked, “So, what do we do with the rest of the day?”

“I don’t know about you guys,” Mac said, “but I’m going to catch some Zs.”

“We didn’t get much sleep last night,” Dash agreed. “What do we want to do for dinner?”

“If any of you go anywhere, you should let us know,” Mac said. “You could pick up some food and bring it back here.”

“We can do that,” Rucker said. “It wouldn’t be a good idea for you two to venture out.”

Mac nodded. “We had no plans to. Walking around the city would leave Kylie exposed to anyone who wanted to take a shot at her.”

“Exactly.” Rucker turned to Dash. “See you at 18:00, outside our doors. You and I can go out, get food and bring it back, so Mac and Miss Adams don’t have to leave, and risk being shot.”

“I like that idea,” Mac said.

“So do I,” Kylie agreed.

“18:00,” Dash echoed.

Mac and Kylie entered one room. Rucker and Josh entered the one across the hall. Dash and Blade entered the room beside Mac’s.

Once the doors closed, Kylie drew in a deep breath and let it out. “Too much drama,” she said. “I don’t know about you, but I could stand another shower after being up in that helicopter, stirring up dust.”

“Agreed,” Mac said, shrugging out of his bulletproof vest. “You can go first.”

Kylie grabbed her backpack, carried it into the bathroom and left the door ajar.

Whether she meant to or not, that open door was too much temptation for Mac. He turned his back and walked to the balcony door, unzipping his jacket as he went. He sat in a chair, pulled off his boots and removed his socks. Every sound emitted from the bathroom made him look.

Chapter 5

Mac’s groin tightened as Kylie dropped her backpack on the floor, and stripped out of her shirt, shoes and pants. She stood in only her panties and bra, looking so incredibly sexy Mac couldn’t catch his breath.

He reasoned that if she hadn’t wanted him to see her, she would’ve closed the door. He marched toward her, stripping off his jacket, his blood pounding through his veins.

She stood with her back to him, her hands fiddling with the clasp on the back of her bra.

He entered the room, brushed her hands to the side and unhooked the garment. Then he pushed aside her hair and pressed his lips to the soft skin beneath her ear.

She leaned her head back against his chest and moaned. He slipped his hands over her shoulders, drawing the straps of her bra down her arms.

Kylie let the bra drop to the floor. Then she hooked her panties with her thumbs and shoved them over her hips and thighs. When they pooled at her ankles, she kicked them aside.

Mac’s hands slid down her arms, down to her waist and followed the swell of her hips. He turned her to face him. His hands came up to cup her face between his palms, and he kissed her.

Her lips were every bit as soft as they’d been when they were much younger. She opened to him, her tongue meeting his in a dance he remembered so well.

She tugged his shirt from the waistband of his trousers and pushed it up his chest.

Mac took over from there, yanking it the rest of the way over his head and tossed it onto the counter. He made short work of his trousers and boxers, finally standing before her naked, his cock hard and jutting toward her.

He reached into the shower, switched on the water and waited, testing its warmth. Then he took her hand and led her into the stall, standing her beneath the spray.

Water ran over her head, onto her shoulders and dripped off the tips of her breasts. She was even more beautiful than she’d been the last time he’d stood naked with her when they were so young.

She ran her hands over his shoulders. “I don’t remember you being quite this muscular,” she said with a sexy smile.

“I think we’ve both changed.”

Her eyebrows rose.

He amended, “For the better, of course.”

She chuckled. “Matured.”

“Matured is a good word,” he said. “And you’ve matured beautifully.” He tipped her head up and captured her wet mouth with his.

Her hands came up, laced around the back of his neck and pulled him down to her, deepening the kiss.

Mac squirted bodywash into his hand, lathered it up and smoothed it over her shoulders and collarbone. Working his way downward, he captured a nipple between his