Page 73 of Sweet Refuge

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Page 73 of Sweet Refuge

She tipped her head back to look at him. “Operation what now?”

He scuffed his knuckles over his beard, creating a rasping noise that left her nipples puckered. “You look tired, MJ. C’mon.” He took her by the hand.

Without pause, she slipped her hand into his and let him lead her away.

SIXTEEN

Lena’s fingers wrapped around Slade’s. This was different. What happened in the past few hours since their conversation? The one that broke him apart and plunged him into hopelessness and despair that he’d never, ever have her in his life the way he wanted her—needed her?

He led her to her room and closed the door. Silence pervaded the space. There wasn’t even a clock ticking.

With a tug on Lena’s hand, he led her to her bunk. She sank to it and kept going until she flopped onto her back.

The bruises of fatigue under each eye and her pale complexion told him she’d overdone it. She seemed to know it too.

“Close your eyes, lover.”

She opened her arms. “Not without you. I want you beside me.”

Her words tugged his heartstrings. He wasn’t about to deny himself the chance to hold her while she slept.

“This is new.”

“Shut up and hold me, Parker.”

His heart jerked like she’d yanked it with a hook attached to a cord. “Been a while since you called me that.”

When he stretched out on the bunk next to her, holding her fast to his chest on the narrow bed, he brushed his lips across her forehead. His throat burned with all the words he longed to say but feared she’d run from.

“You were amazing in there today, Lena. The strategizing…the hacking. You have the sexiest mind. I love watching you work.”

“Lies. You hate me working.”

“No. I hate not being with you. This is who we are.”

“Yes, but I have to be better than you just because you have that.” She glanced down between their bodies at the bulge in his jeans that was ever-present when he was close to her or even thought of her.

“We’re trained to protect. I’m protecting.” He curled his hand around her belly, then slid it up to her breast.

She moaned, and he claimed her mouth. The sweet flavor of her just about drove him mad. His cock lengthened and nudged painfully against his fly. A throb in his groin urged him to rock his hips and grind his cock into her pussy.

A soft gasp escaped her. He swirled his tongue over hers, drawing more soft mewls of desire as he worked his hand under her top and located her hard, pebbled nipple.

She dragged her fingers over his shoulders, drawing him closer. “I need you. Hard and fast like before.”

They tore off each other’s clothes. She wrapped her legs high on his hips, angling her body to receive him. As he drove inside her in one hard shove, she sank her fingers into his hair and dragged his mouth to hers.

Hard and fast didn’t begin to cover it. Throw in their hearts tangled and a whole lot of pain mixed with love and uncertainty, and emotions drove them to the finish. Her pussy gripped him like a tight glove.

Every squeeze of her release and the moans breaking from her yanked him to the cliff’s edge. He leaped off with her, cum showering her walls. He bit back a roar and pounded her, yanking her body off the bed to meet his thrusts.

His mind blanked, and he collapsed on top of her, still aware enough to brace his weight so as not to crush her.

Her soft breasts flattened against his chest and her sweet breath rushed over his throat. “I love you, Slade.”

Oh fuck. Hearing that after all these years, just when he thought he’d never again hear the truth from her or the full force of her loving…she gave it freely.

Tears pricked his eyes. He stared down into her eyes. “I’ve never stopped, but now I love you even more. The time we’ve spent together this week has deepened my love for you. I—” His phone played several fast blasts as messages came through.




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