While his touch was gentle, his lips pressed firmly against mine.He nibbled on my lower lip and I groaned.
He took advantage of the moment, encouraging my lips to open a little more.
Not that I needed any encouragement.My fingers threaded through his hair, giving me something to hold on to as I pressed closer.I tilted my head, seeking an angle that gave him—gave me—better access to the kiss.
The arm around my waist tightened, not only pulling me closer, but lifting me a few inches so we were level.
I would have marveled at his strength, but I was already lost in his kiss.
So many physical sensations to process.It had been so long since I’d been kissed this well.I gave into the tsunami of feelings raging inside me and threw my whole self into his embrace.
As if he sensed my surrender, his hands gripped my thighs and he hoisted me higher.His mouth swallowed my gasp.My legs wrapped around him automatically, pressing us closer together.
Damn, could this man kiss.
He devoured me.His fingers tangled in my hair and he tugged my head back, breaking the kiss.
A low whine escaped me, but then his lips were on my neck.His stubble rasping my skin with a combination of tickle and torture.
My panties dampened and I rocked against him.
He growled against my skin and nipped my neck.
“Oh!”That little bite sent another layer of sensation racing through my body.My arms tightened around him, holding him close as he continued to nip, suck, and nuzzle my neck.
“More,” he demanded with a deep rumble.He moved then, sure, confident steps that rubbed his hard body against mine.
I’d never done this before.Never made out in an engine room— “Ow!”
“What is it?Is it your shoulder?”Dax shifted from interested party to alert soldier in the blink of an eye.He released me and I slid down his body, wobbling as I tried to regain my balance.My equilibrium.
His hand on my shoulder steadied me.
“I’m fine,” I assured him.“We ran into the engine.”
I pointed to the offender, a pipe that extended out a few inches, then curved around the engine.
He looked at the pipe then away, shoving a hand in his hair.Color tinged his cheeks.“Shit.I’m sorry.”
“I’m fine,” I repeated.Sure, it might bruise a bit, but I wasn’t going to tell him that.Instead, I tried to lighten the mood.“Now I know why I’ve never fooled around in an engine room before.”
No need to tell him that I wouldn’t be caught dead making out with any of my father’s crew and there had never been an opportunity onMakoeither because I was always around my sister or on my father’s ship.
“Yeah, me neither.”He laughed and that killer smile spread across his face.It lit up his eyes and revealed that crooked little dimple in his right cheek.
Heat flared in my belly again.Down, girl!You just learned why you do not engage in hanky-panky in the engine room.
Tension still saturated the air around us and I desperately needed to clear it before I jumped him again.“So, uh, this is the engine room,” I said inanely.
“Good to know,” he said just as somberly, though there was still a hint of gravel in his voice.
“There were some tools that apparently came with the ship.”I pointed to the bundle I’d left on the floor.“It’s a start, but it’s not everything you’ll need.And they’ll need to be stored properly.”
He raised a brow and looked at the bundle pointedly.
I straightened indignantly.“I was using them until a few minutes ago.”
“Gotcha.”He smiled and my urge to throttle him transformed back into the urge to jump him.
