Page 101 of The Hit (Team Zulu 1)

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She leaned her head on my shoulder, and one hand came to rest on my bare chest. Christ. That small brush of her fingertips sent a charged shiver through me.

I swallowed hard. “This is a bad idea.”

“I disagree.” She snuggled closer and her fingers trailed south.

Sweet Jesus. I snatched her hand and held it in place. “Stop it. You don’t know what you’re doing.”

“Not true.” She sat up fast and threw a leg over my hips, straddling me. “I knowexactlywhat I’m doing.”

Cam’s hands went to my shoulders, and she moved against me. I gripped her waist to hold her still. Dammit, my body was already reacting to her.

Stunned by her actions, my top brain came to its senses and I tried to shift her to the side. Judging by the grip of her thighs, she wasn’t having any of that.

“Don’t!” Her eyes flared.

“We’re not doing this.” My raspy voice didn’t sound as convincing as I’d intended.

“You promised me.” She jabbed a finger at my ribs. “Back at the cabin you promised you’d be whatever I needed until this thing was through. And until I get on that flight tomorrow, it’s not through. Not yet.” Her voice caught, and it made my chest ache. “Please,” she went on, moisture pooling in her eyes. “I need this with you one more time. After everything that happened today, I want to be close to you more than anything. This wall you’ve put up between us is killing me.”

Dammit, if she cried now, I was done for.

“I know I said that, but doing this won’t change anything.”

She blinked back unshed tears. “You’ve convinced yourself we shouldn’t be together. I get it, but I still want this with you tonight.” She pulled the T-shirt over her head and threw it to the floor.

Fuck me. The sight of her naked body above me stole my breath. This wasn’t playing fair. I couldn’t hide my hardness as she rocked against me.

I wished like fuck we could be something more. Cam and I were never meant to breathe the same air or walk the same path. I should put an end to this now, but I wanted her, the selfish asshole that I was, and all my willpower couldn’t prevent my hands from moving over her skin. Up the smooth expanse of her back, then down her front, caressing her breasts and tracing her hips. My eyes roamed every inch of her. Even with her injuries, she was still the most beautiful thing I’d ever laid eyes on.

Before I could stop her, she’d freed me from my boxers and tried to lower herself onto me.

I sucked in a breath. “Jesus, Cam!” I hadn’t expected her to move things along so fast. It was as though she wanted to hurry things in case I called it off. I supposed I’d given her reason to think I might.

“Wait,” I told her.

She gave a defiant shake of her head and continued to move.

“No, I mean, slow down, darlin’.”

The truth was, I didn’t want to rush this. Cam deserved better. And now that we were tangled in this bed together, I wanted to savor every moment. If having her one last time screwed with my head, so be it. It was already a mess.

Her body relaxed into my hands when she realized she’d won. I thought I called the shots here, but I didn’t have a fucking clue. This woman held more power over me than anyone.

I sat up with her in my lap and pulled my boxers all the way off. “We do this, we’re gonna do it right.” With our faces an inch apart, I weaved my fingers through her damp hair. Her warm breath on my skin was intoxicating.

She nodded and clung to my shoulders. “Okay.” Her eyes shifted to my mouth.

And that was it. I had to have all of her. I crashed my lips to Cam’s and groaned at her taste. She moved her hips and her soft, wet folds slid along the length of my cock.

I flipped her onto her back and stared at the angel below me. I wished I was a different person. Someone who could make her happy for the rest of her life. Perhaps she could tell where my mind had traveled because she wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me nearer, ripping me from my dark thoughts.

“I need you now, Shep. Please.”

Fuck. I needed her, too. I pushed inside her because every part of me demanded it. Being like this with Cam felt incredible, except it was hard to look in her eyes without expressing how much I truly cared for her, how much she meant to me. So I put my lips to her slender neck and kissed a trail to her ear.

Grabbing her ass, I tilted her hips up and pressed deeper, harder. She moaned as her nails raked down my arms. I didn’t care if she drew blood.

“Goddammit, Cam. See what you do to me? You drive me fucking crazy.”


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