Breaking Away (Delta Force Strong #3) - Elle James Page 0,16

thumb and forefinger and pinched it gently.

Her back arched, pressing her closer to him.

She skimmed her calf along the side of his leg, wrapping it around the back of his thigh, pressing her sex against him.

He bent to take one of her nipples between his teeth, nipping lightly, tonguing it until it hardened into a tight little nub. When he’d tasted it thoroughly, he shifted to the other breast and treated it the same.

Meanwhile, his hands slid over her torso and down to the tuft of fluffy hair over the juncture of her thighs. He cupped her there, his finger dipping into her sex.

Kylie moaned, “Oh, my.” She was so wet, and not just from the shower.

He stroked her there, dipping his finger in and out. Adding another finger, he swirled around inside then dragged his fingers up between her folds.

She drew in a deep breath and let it go against his chest. “I thought you found someone else.”

His lips returned to hers, and he brushed them softly across her mouth. “I did. I lost her for a while, but fate brought her back to me.” He leaned back and stared down into her eyes, his pulse racing, but the answers he sought were more important than quenching his physical needs. “What about you?”

“I lost him for a while but, like you said, fate brought him back to me,” she said.

Mac’s heart swelled. She still cared.

Kylie frowned. “I don’t suppose you have protection, do you?”

He shook his head. “Sorry. I don’t usually carry that when I’m deployed.” His lips spread in a slow, sexy smile. “We don’t need protection for what we can do.”

“So true.” She kissed him again and trailed her lips over his chin, across his chest and down his torso. The spray drummed over her shoulders as she knelt before him.

She circled her hand around his cock and ran it down to the base, fondling him there. Then she touched her tongue to the tip of his shaft.

Mac sucked in a sharp breath. His fingers laced through her wet hair. When she took him into her mouth, he groaned low in his chest.

Her hands moved around to cup his ass, guiding him into her, until the head of his dick touched the back of her throat. Then she pushed him back out, caressed the tip with her tongue and then took him inside again. Settling into a swift rhythm, she had him so hard and so tight, he couldn’t hold back. He felt his release coming, jerked out of her and let loose. God it felt so good, his shaft pulsing and throbbing all the way to the end.

But he wasn’t done with her. He soaked his palm with bodywash again and ran his hands over every inch of her body.

She returned the favor, touching him everywhere. Again, he grew hard and ready to take her, but he had no protection, and he wouldn’t take her without it.

After they’d thoroughly rinsed, he turned off the water, grabbed a towel and dried her.

Kylie rubbed her towel over him, quickly soaking up the moisture.

When he could stand it no more, he swept her off her feet and carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed.

Mac leaned over her, claiming her lips. Then he trailed his mouth over her chin and down the long line of her neck, kissing, flicking and nibbling as he went. He stopped to graze on her breasts and then moved lower, slowly.

This was where he’d wanted to be all those years. Now, he was with her in Afghanistan of all places. Fate had played a huge part in bringing them back together. He couldn’t screw it up this time.

Kylie lay against the sheets as Mac trailed his mouth across her body, tasting every inch until he reached the juncture of her thighs.

She widened her legs, giving him plenty of space to work his magic. He’d always been good about going down on her.

Inside, she was coiled so tightly it wouldn’t take much to get her off. Mac had always been a considerate lover, making sure that he thoroughly satisfied her in every way.

He stroked her with a finger, dipping inside her, coming out covered in her juices. He swirled that wet finger along her clit.

She moaned and bunched the sheets in her fingers, raising her hips off the mattress, wanting more.

“You like that?” he said.

“You know I do,” she said, her voice breathy, unable to draw in deeply when he was doing