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John wiggled two fingers at the other guys. “Got it. Let’s go.” He turned to grin
at Keith. “Be back soon. Don’t wait up.”

“Wonder what he’ll come back with,” Josh mumbled dryly, but with a hint of amusement.

Keith shrugged. “He’ll either call Kiley or my assistant for suggestions. John isn’t
any better at women’s fashions than I am.”

Josh chuckled. “You need a wife.”

“Oh, God no,” Keith said with a shudder.

“Being married isn’t so bad.”

“For you, maybe. How long have you been married now? Ten years?” Keith asked as he
sat on the sofa.

Josh took the chair and smiled as he answered Keith’s question. “Twelve. Lots of Seals
are happily married.”

“I’m not a Seal anymore. And I know just as many Seals who are unhappily divorced.
Women don’t go well with a Mercenary lifestyle. Wives are even worse.”

Josh lifted his cup to take a sip of coffee. “Makes for a lonely life.”

“I’m not lonely. I have my pick of women. I can have sex pretty much anytime I want.”
His lips twitched. “Can you say the same?”

Josh snorted. “Kind of hard to have sex when your wife is stateside. I get where you’re
coming from. I do. But I still say there’s a woman out there that can love you despite
who you are.”

“You sound like Kiley now.”

“Hey, I like Kiley. I consider that a compliment.” Josh and Keith shared a smile as
Josh leaned forward and placed his cup on the table. With a sigh, Josh stood to leave.
“I need to get back to base. I think she’s for the most part fine, but bring her by
tomorrow, let me get a more thorough look at her.”

“I will.”

Keith watched Josh leave and his thoughts turned back to the young woman lying on
the bed.

He’d known her for years. He’d always thought she was a pretty, little thing. She
was smart, too. So, how the hell did she get mixed up with someone like James? She
should’ve known better.

With a sigh, he stood and walked over to the window. From the twentieth floor, he
had a wonderful view of London all lit up with lights. Was Josh right? Was there a
woman out there that could accept him as a Mercenary? That wouldn’t try to get him
to quit because it was too dangerous?

He loved what he did. He also loved his single life. But would that single life become
too much at some point? Would he become lonely? Sometimes he did, but most of the
time he was fine with the way things were.

A soft cry came from Paula’s room, pulling Keith from his thoughts. He rushed into
the room to make sure she was okay. He found her on the bed, glancing around in drunken
confusion.

“Where am I?” she whispered.

The frightened look in her eyes tugged at Keith’s heart. He went forward and sat on
the edge of the bed. She jumped and tried to scoot away from him.

“Hey,” he cooed as he reached out to touch her arm. “It’s okay. It’s Keith.”

She swallowed and looked in his direction, but she seemed to look through him as opposed
to at him. The drug was still in her system, still affecting the way she saw things.

“Paula,” he said softly.

“I thought I heard them coming to get me,” she swallowed as a shadow passed over her
eyes.

“Stay with me so I know I’m not alone.”

Keith frowned with concern but slowly climbed onto the bed. Had something happened
to her there she hadn’t told him about? He would have to remember to ask her about
it tomorrow.

Scooting up against her back, he gently wrapped his arm around her waist so not to
hurt her ribs. Her body curled into his as she settled back down to sleep. She fit
up against him perfectly, her back against his chest, her butt against his groin,
his knees behind hers.

He groaned inwardly at the feel of her hips rubbing his cock as she tried to find
a more comfortable position. He knew she wasn’t doing it deliberately, but he still
couldn’t seem to stop his body’s reaction.

Resting his palm on the side of her hip, he held her still and whispered, “Shh. You’re
safe, baby.”

She drew in a slow, deep breath and stilled. Keith let out a sigh of relief. He doubted
she would appreciate waking to find his rock hard cock poking her in the ass.

* * * *

The second Scott’s tongue slipped past her lips to touch hers, Kiley groaned. She’d
waited so long for this. Flashes of memory from last night ran through her mind, but
Kiley pushed them aside, choosing instead to live for now. She was sober. She could
feel clearly every touch, smell his musky scent, and feel the heat off his body as
it hovered just above hers.

His palm slid up her side, making her squirm as he slowly moved his touch along her
flesh. He cupped her breast, and she moaned, arching her back, fitting her mound more
firmly into his hand.

With a growl, he broke the kiss and moved his mouth to her breast. His tongue stroked
her nipple, making it hard and erect. Kiley buried her fingers in his short hair,
trying to tug him closer. He resisted and moved his kiss to the other breast, teasing
the underside with his lips.

Kiley could hardly breathe she wanted him so bad. He slid his kisses lower along her
stomach, inching his way closer to that place between her legs that literally ached
for him. She’d never been with anyone that made her this hot; this crazy.

Dropping her hands to her sides, she fisted her fingers into the bedspread.

“Spread those legs, beautiful,” Scott murmured as he kissed the top of her mound.

Kiley lifted her knees, exposing herself to his hot gaze. “Mmm, yeah,” he whispered
just before he slid his tongue up along her slit.

She hissed and lifted her hips, seeking a more firm touch. Scott moved the flat of
his palm over her mound just using it to push her back down. The fit of his warm palm
against her labia made her moan, and she pressed against him. Scott pressed back then
quickly pulled his hand away.

Using his thumbs, he separated her labia. “This is what I wanted to do so bad last
night,” he murmured.

As he spoke, he placed soft, nibbling kisses along her labia lips, making Kiley wiggle
in desperation. His breath was hot against her clit, his tongue smooth and wicked
as he gently stroked her folds.

“So sweet,” he purred before licking his tongue over her swollen bud.

God, he was good at this. Kiley didn’t know how much more she could take of his teasing
kisses and licks. When he thrust his tongue into her channel, she cried out in pleasure
and lifted her hips off the bed. She was so close.

Scott feathered his tongue back along her pussy to circle her clit, and Kiley thought
she would lose her mind.

“Scott,” she whispered.

She worked her hips along with his teasing licks, seeking more. Tightening her fingers
in the blankets by her bottom, she fought her every growing need. Pleasure built deep
in her core and radiated outward with alarming speed.

Using the flat of his hands, he pressed against the inside of her thighs, holding
her down as well as spreading her legs wider. The position gave him even better access
to her clit, which he tormented relentlessly with the flat of his tongue.

He moved lower to lap at her opening before going back up and sucking on her clit.
Kiley cried out as strong tingles of lust traveled up her spine. Her release exploded
without warning, and she gasped as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over
her.

Scott released his hold on her legs, allowing them to fall as he worked his kisses
back up her body. Kiley could hardly move as he settled between her thighs and pressed
his hard cock against her mound.

“This is exactly how I like you,” Scott whispered as he gently kissed her neck.

“Weak and sated?” she teased.

Scott snickered, then sucked at her lower lip. “Flushed, sexy.” He kissed her mouth
and smiled.

“All wet and ready for me.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled as she lifted one leg to hook over
his hip.

“I’m definitely ready for you.”

Chapter Thirteen

Scott rotated his hips, teasing her mound, and Kiley moaned as white hot lust cursed
through her veins. She wanted him so bad she could hardly think straight, much less
speak coherently.

“Just you and me,” he whispered against her lips.

At first Kiley wasn’t sure what he was talking about.

“No condoms,” he said.

Kiley then understood. Nodding, she lifted her hips, inviting him to slide his cock
inside her.

She knew him. He knew her. He also knew she was on birth control. She wasn’t worried
about anything with him and the thought of sex with nothing between them felt so right.

“God, I want you,” Scott growled.

He put his hand beneath her ass and lifted her just as he slid his cock deep into
her channel.

Kiley moaned as his girth stretched and filled her. He pulled back slightly, then
thrust in again, this time going to the hilt. Kiley gasped as the full length of his
cock buried deep inside her.

“Oh, God,” she groaned as he began to move.

Slowly at first, then harder, then slower again. Kiley dug her nails into his back,
lifting her hips to meet every glorious thrust of his shaft. As he pressed deep, he
would grind his hips against her clit. With every touch, sharp tingles of pure rapture
would tighten her womb.

He felt so good. They were so incredible together. She liked sex, but had no idea
it could feel like this.

“Scott,” she sighed as she worked her hips with his.

“Feel good?” he purred in her ear as he gently nibbled on her lobe.

“Oh, yes!”

Lifting onto his elbows, he cupped her cheeks and forced her to look at him. He stopped
his hips, holding them deep as he gazed into her eyes. Kiley groaned and rotated her
hips, trying to get him moving again.

Scott closed his eyes and the muscles in his cheek flexed. He was holding back, but
why?

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded. “Please.”

With a growl of pure animal lust, Scott covered her mouth with his. He thrust his
tongue between her lips, taking her mouth in a kiss that very nearly stole her breath.
He pulled his hips back before shoving forward and taking her hard. Kiley’s moans
of pleasure became lost in his kiss as he pounded into her over and over, harder and
deeper.

It felt so good, so incredibly good. Every inch of her body tensed with her oncoming
release.

Scott showed no mercy. He kept coming at her, filling her, taking her until every
part of her exploded with blinding light and heat.

Screaming, Kiley came. Her pussy clenched and sucked at Scott’s length, refusing to
let him go, keeping him inside her until every throb of release abated. Seconds later,
Scott came as well, sighing her name into her mouth as his body erupted with the same
blissful pleasure that had gripped her.

Sighing, he dropped his forehead to hers. “Damn,” he said. “I love you, Kiley.”

She smiled and cupped his cheeks. It felt so incredible hearing him say those three
little words she’d waited so long for him to say.

“I love you,” she whispered.

As their breathing slowed, Scott kissed the tip of her nose. “We really need to talk.”

“Do we have to?” she asked in a sexy voice.

She feathered her hand down to his ass. Cupping it, she forced his hips forward, which
pushed his still partially hard cock further inside her. She lifted her hips to meet
him and they both moaned at the sensation. His pulse beat in his cock, throbbing against
her walls enticingly.

“We really need to, baby,” he murmured against her lips, despite the thickening of
his shaft.

“But this feels so good,” she whined as she rotated her hips.

“Oh, hell yeah it does. Your pussy is so tight,” he whispered as he placed soft kisses
along her jaw.

He pulled back, then pressed back in slowly. The move caused them both to moan.

“I love how your walls tighten when I move inside you. How they suck at my dick just
like a popsicle.”

Kiley giggled at the analogy, and Scott smiled down at her.

Deciding to give him a little of his own medicine, Kiley began to kiss along his jaw.
“We can talk while we do this.”

“You think I’m going to be able to talk, huh?” he said as he pulled out, then pushed
in, inch by slow, excruciating inch.

“Oh, wow,” Kiley breathed. “Talking is way overrated.”

“Especially when I’m buried dick deep in this hot little pussy of yours. Damn, Kiley,”
he growled as he repeated his slow thrust. “How the hell did you do this to me?”

“I don’t know. But I’m not sure I want you to stop.”

Scott chuckled as he kissed her forehead. “We have to stop. We need to talk.”

Kiley let out a dramatic sigh and dropped her hands to the mattress. “You keep saying
that.”

“Yeah, and I’m gonna keep saying it until you listen,” he said with a playful swipe
of his nose across hers.

“I don’t wanna listen. I wanna have sex.” She stuck her lower lip out in a pout.

“You insatiable little minx,” he growled it in such a sexy, deep timber it sent chills
of excitement up Kiley’s back.

“Just what the hell have I gotten myself into?” he wondered aloud. “Say you love me.
I want to hear it from you sober.”

Kiley blinked at the sudden seriousness in his eyes.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“Louder.”

Kiley’s lips twitched in amusement. “I love you.”

“Yell it,” he said softly, smiling.

Kiley giggled, then yelled, “I love you.”

Scott laughed as well as he rolled to his side, tugging her with him. He wrapped his
arms around her in a protective, loving embrace, and Kiley couldn’t help but to snuggle
closer.

“We’re going to have to tell your brother. You know that, right?”

“No, we don’t,” she argued as she rested her cheek against his chest.

She could feel his heart beating, the warmth of his body as it wrapped around hers
like a warm blanket. She’d always imagined what it would be like to lay with him this
way. The reality was so much better than her imagination.