“What about Bullseye?”
“No one has seen him since before we left for the island.”
“Have they figured out how to get that tracker out of you yet?”
“No but Reagan, Matrix and the Doc are working on something. They will figure it out soon. I know they will. Till then, I will just wear this bracelet that Reagan made for me.”
“It’s ugly.”
“It’s keeping the bad guys from finding me.”
“It’s still ugly.” He sulked.
Crabby much. Geez!
Turning to the sulking child, I stopped what I was doing and asked, “What is wrong with you today? Why are you so cranky?”
Grabbing the pillow beside him he covered his face and yelled, “I’m horny! I need sex!”
“Well,” I laughed. “All you had to do was ask.”
Lowering the pillow, he looked at me and grinned hopefully. “Really?”
“No, you caveman. You haven’t been cleared medically.”
“You’re mean.” he sulked, throwing the pillow back on the bed. “Come on baby, I know you want it too.”
Couldn’t deny that.
He was right.
Still, I couldn’t take the chance of opening up his wound. The doctor did a beautiful job and the incision site was healing up nicely but he wasn’t medically cleared for that yet.
“You know,” Lorenzo cajoled. “There are positions we can do that won’t bother my incision. I can talk you through each position real nice and slowly.”
I blushed.
Of course he could.
The man was a beast when it came to sex.
Not that I minded one bit.
But I didn’t see him giving up control. Oh, he would allow me to have my fun but in the end his caveman mentality would rear its dominating head and take over. As tempting as he was and I was seriously considering it, I just wasn’t sure he would behave.
Oh, who was I kidding? The man never did what he was supposed to do. He did what he wanted and look where that got him.
“Come here baby,” Lorenzo said firmly but softly, holding out his hand for me to take. I looked at it and though I knew it was wrong, that I should wait, I couldn’t’ stop my body from obeying.
Taking his hand, he pulled me towards him.
Our faces so close, our bodies touching, the desire I had been trying to restrain, broke loose.
Fuck it.
There was a doctor on the premise, right?
When his hand cupped my face and his lips touched mine, that was all it took. I had forgotten what a lovely kisser he was. Light lip contact to start, just introducing his lips to mine, no urgency, no pressure, no tongue. Just a little moistness to lubricate the kiss. His fingers brushed up my arm and gently caressed my cheek, as he moved away from my lips to the side of my neck, my throat, my cheeks.