be the times he had to watch because he ended up shot or kicked in the balls. “I often wonder who hurt you.”
Her hands moved up his chest. “One day I’ll explain everything, but for now, please kiss me again, Ben.”
One day would have to be had in Heaven or Hell, or wherever operatives went after they got their asses blown to bits, but he wasn’t about to argue with her now. He gave in and kissed her again, their tongues sliding against each other.
He moved from her mouth to her cheek and down toward her neck. He wanted to kiss her everywhere, but that damn jumpsuit she wore covered her well, and he couldn’t find the zipper. “Baby, I want to see you. I want to touch you. I know we don’t have much time, but I want to spend every single second we have left getting inside you. It’s all I want now.”
He wanted her more than breathing. If the door opened at this point, he would ignore it. He wouldn’t waste his time trying to flee. He would spend it wrapping himself up in her.
She stepped back, the sweetest smile on her face. He loved seeing her like this. This was the Maggie who haunted his dreams. Not that she wasn’t competent in the field, but this side of the woman seemed devoted to working with him instead of showing him what a dumbass he was.
“You know we have all the best toys.” She turned slowly, and he could see there wasn’t a zipper anywhere and yet it was plastered to her body. It fit perfectly. “Nanites. They conform to whoever’s wearing them. They’re also resistant to bullets and weapons. Oh, push hard enough and you can still get a knife through there, but it gives me some protection.”
Yes, the Americans did have all the best tech. “How do I get it off you?”
He didn’t give a damn about how it worked except to get her naked. Normally he would ask a hundred questions because he’d never seen nanite tech like this before, but he couldn’t care less. He was all about finally seeing how gorgeous she truly was.
“It’s easy,” she said. “It’s voice-activated. Undress.”
The white jumpsuit flowed down her body like a metallic cascade, unveiling her skin. Her hair spilled around her shoulders, falling almost to her nipples. The sight of her breasts made his dick harden even further. How hard could he get before he died from it? It didn’t matter because he was watching as the nanites retreated and showed him her hips and the gorgeous spot between her legs. Her pussy was smooth and bare, and he could see the glistening arousal there. Even the damn boots she was wearing disappeared into a cube that formed at her feet. She reached down and placed it on the nightstand. “Cute, huh?”
That wasn’t the word he would use. “I take it that voice control is only for you. Because I could find a definite use for that. Damn, but you’re gorgeous. Come here. It’s cold and I don’t want you to feel the chill for even a second.”
“I didn’t notice. I’m perfectly warm.” She moved toward him, slowly, as though well aware of his eyes on her. “And I would never give you that code. I know what you would do with it.”
He would have her naked whenever the mood sparked him, and it would spark him a lot. He would keep her on her toes, and the second they had any privacy at all, he would find a corner and give the command that would have her naked. “I don’t have clothes that undress themselves. I think I need you to help me.”
She moved right in, her hands going to the bottom of his sweater. “I should have known you would be needy. Lucky for you, I don’t mind a little work.”
She eased her hands under the sweater and thermals he was wearing underneath. Ben bit back a moan the minute he felt her hands on his flesh. She slid them up, running along his abs and up to his chest, and he was happy he’d kept up a hardcore gym routine because this woman deserved a lover who could keep up with her. He stared down at her while she stared up.
He wished he hadn’t wasted so much time. They’d been on a dozen ops together over the past three years, and now he wished he’d kissed her the first time they’d met.
She