“Not unless you say so. Didn’t want to assume.” Leaning over her, he snagged a condom from the nightstand and tossed it onto the pillow. “You’re it for me, sweetheart. I’m not goin’ to do a damn thing to mess this up.”
“Then take off your boxers.” She didn’t know where this sudden bravado was coming from, but right now, she didn’t care. The man she was sure she loved was almost naked in bed with her, and she wanted all of him.
“Kneeling on a mattress is a little hard for me,” he admitted when he was finally, gloriously naked, his cock jutting from a neatly trimmed patch of black hair, already glistening. “Don’t grab my right leg if you can help it, and if I’m too heavy to lie on top of you, tell me.”
Once he’d sheathed himself, Terry positioned himself at her entrance with a stifled grunt. Off balance, with most of the weight on his left leg, he braced one hand on the headboard.
Dana couldn’t let him do this if he was in pain and cupped his cheek. “Stand up.”
“Are you sure?” he asked, a furrow appearing between his brows. “I want this to be perfect.”
“It will be. Because it’s you.”
As soon as he got to his feet, Dana scooted so her ass was almost hanging off the bed, frowned, and grabbed a pillow to put under her hips.
“Is your bed at home taller than this one?” she asked when he hooked a hand under each knee and lifted her to meet him.
“I’ll get blocks for it.” He grinned, then slid into her an inch at a time. It had been so long since she’d had sex, little pinpricks of pain filled her channel, but she didn’t care, because as soon as he started to thrust, slowly at first, then faster, all she felt was him.
“Harder,” she urged.
His fingers tightened on her legs, and he pinned her with a smoldering stare. “Touch yourself, sweetheart. I don’t want to be the only one comin’.”
Cheeks on fire, she reached down to fondle her clit, moaning at the sensations consuming her. His hard length, the way he held her, his rough breathing, the flexing of his abs, and the throbbing pleasure building inside of her.
“Fly with me,” he managed, his expression focused, his eyes a deeper brown than she’d ever seen them before. When she let go on a choked cry, he followed her, and those three little words escaped his lips on a whisper. “I love you.”
13
Terry
Tucking the comms unit into Dana’s ear, he held her gaze. “No matter what you hear, you cannot leave this room. Understand?”
She rolled her eyes. “I know.”
“And keep the door locked. Unless you hear me say ‘umbrella,’ you don’t open up for anyone.”
“Umbrella?”
“Yes. Xavier and his team know the code word too. If anythin’ happens to me, one of them will come for you.”
Her whole demeanor changed, and he immediately regretted his words.
Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her close. “Precaution only, sweetheart.”
“It better be.” Dana rested her head on his chest until Xavier knocked on the adjoining door.
“Just a minute,” Terry called. He couldn’t leave without kissing her and tangled his hand in her hair. They’d spent hours lying in bed, naked. Terry’s only regret was that they hadn’t been able to shower together. The room wasn’t accessible, and without a grab bar to hold onto, he feared Dana in the cramped space with him would be a recipe for disaster.
Another knock, this one more insistent, and Terry let Dana go. “We’ll get him back.”
“I know.” From the tremble in her voice, she wasn’t so sure, and if he were honest with himself, he couldn’t promise her success. An hour ago, Xavier had sent him everything Zulu Team had learned about the asshole trafficking at least fifteen kids between the ages of twelve and twenty-three.
Otto Armin, a former bookie, had risen in the ranks of the Lopez Cartel by earning a profit in the millions—or so X’s sources told him. All from the buying and selling of human flesh. They expected at least three enforcers guarding the boys and two with the girls, not to mention Otto himself. If he was in town.
Terry had shared everything with Dana, unable to keep her in the dark, even though he wanted to.
Xavier’s face held no emotion when Terry opened the door, but his eyes revealed his impatience. “I said 19:00 on the dot.”
