“I can…go after you. If you want.”
With a roll of her eyes, Dani finds the button on my jeans and flicks it open. “Trevor? Get naked.”
She doesn’t need to tell me twice. I shove my jeans down to the floor, and her gaze lowers to my erection straining through my boxer briefs.
“Um, how many weapons do you have in there right now?” As soon as the words leave her lips, she covers her face with her hands. “Oh, shit. That’s like…theworstthing I could have said.”
“Or the best.” My voice is rougher than I intend, but when Dani laughs, nothing else matters but her. “Serious answer?”
“Please.”
I remove the ceramic knife from my hip pocket, then the GPS tracker, followed by the multi-tool. “That’s it.”
She eyes the hard bulge below my waist. “Prove it.”
“You’re going to pay for that one, Danisaur.” Pulling the tank over her head, I stop breathing. She’s not wearing a bra, and her nipples tighten. When I hook my thumbs in the waistband of her panties and look for permission, she nods.
And then she’s bared to me. All five-foot-five inches of toned muscles and generous curves. Fair’s fair, so I ease the black briefs over my dick and let them fall to the floor.
She inhales sharply, and I hope to God that’s a good thing.
Taking her hand, I guide her under the spray, and she moans as the hot water hits her shoulders. “Don’t take this the wrong way,” she says as she tips her head back and smiles, “but I’m not sure I’ve ever felt anything as good as this shower.”
I snag the bar of soap from the shelf as she lathers up her hair. “Just wait.”
“Not too long, I—“ My thumbs skate over her nipples, and her voice catches in her throat. “Trev…”
“Relax, Dani. Just…let me take care of you for a while.”
* * *
If I don’t getinside this woman soon, I’m going to lose my damn mind. But more than ten years of longing leaves me completely unsure of what to do now. Until she takes my hand and leads me to the bed.
“When did you get this?” she asks as she traces the lines of the tattoo on my left shoulder. Stars tumble down my arm, both in tribute to my country and in memory of the friends I’d lost during my years with the CIA.
“Four years ago.” I cover her fingers with mine, needing to maintain this closeness as long as possible.
“And this?” Dani presses a kiss to the thick scar left from Gil’s knife. I can’t tell her. Not when we’re mostly naked and she’s looking at me like she wants to eat me for dessert.
“That’s a story for another time, baby. Tonight... I just need you.”
I pull back the blankets, then stand frozen as she sheds her towel and stretches out on her side with her head on my pillow. Her breasts are perfect handfuls, something I tested multiple times in the shower, and the trim black curls covering her mound are glistening. “Dani, I…”
“Don’t tell me you’re suddenly shy, Trevor.” She leans up on an elbow and grabs the towel around my waist to pull me closer.
“No.” I rip the towel away and climb into bed next to her, my hand tangling in her damp locks and angling her head so I can claim her mouth. She moans into the kiss, yielding when my tongue traces her barely parted lips, and if I weren’t so hard and desperate for more, I think I could do just this for hours.
Her deft fingers skim down my back, and then I’m on top of her, grinding my dick between her thighs.
“Shit, Trev…” Dani digs her short nails into my ass, and I almost lose control and come without even tasting her. “Inside me.”
“Not yet.” My lips travel to her jaw, back to her ear, and down the curve of her neck. “I’ve waited years for this. I’m not rushing it.”
A few drops of my precum already coat her thighs, and the scent of the two of us together is enough to make me wish I’d rubbed one out in the shower so I wouldn’t feel so close to the edge. But this is Dani. The woman I’m falling in love with—the woman I’ve loved for as long as I can remember—and we’re going to do this right.
Her nipple tightens into a hard nub when I score my teeth over the tender flesh, and she moans and writhes under me. “Do that again.”
“Liked that, did you?” I oblige, moving to her other breast, and her moan turns to a whimper. Her muscles tremble, the scent of her arousal fills my nose, and once my lips travel over her taut stomach to her mound, she inhales sharply.
