His rhythm stuttered and his gaze snapped to hers.
“I love how you feel inside me,” she said quickly, her voice hoarse as she forced herself to relax.
It was absolutely the truth, just not all of it.
Jason’s heart hammered in his chest as he looked at Emma. For a moment, he’d thought she was going to say she lovedhim. The joy he’d felt for that split second was stunning. He hadn’t known how much he wanted the words from her, wanted to say them back.
Yes, he’d known he wasfalling, but this…
It was too soon, right? Or maybe far too late. Horrible timing all around. But it felt right.
He pulled back to meet her gaze and caressed her beautiful face. It took every bit of will he possessed to lighten the moment, to keep his voice even, though it helped that he was happily balls-deep inside her, eager to get back to the business of driving them both wild. “I love being inside you.” He leaned in for a sensuous kiss and punctuated it with a quick thrust that reignited every nerve in his body. God, what this woman did to him. “I love everything about being with you,” he said, needing to give her some of what he was feeling, while skirting around what he really wanted to say so he wouldn’t scare her off.
Her gorgeous smile could’ve lit the room, and she attacked him with another decadent kiss that had his body at full attention in an instant. So, she wasn’t running, thank God. She pushed ineffectively against his chest, but he took the hint and flopped onto his back, bringing her along for the ride.
Pumping his hips, he picked up the pace, loving her for all he was worth as pleasure gathered inside him like a tornado, racing down his body to gather at the base of his spine.
Emma broke the kiss and sat up, her sexy body glowing in the dim light. Her breath caught when he cupped her breasts and stroked his thumbs across her nipples, driving up into her warm, lush body.
When she braced her hands on his chest and met his thrusts, his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. “God.” He groaned and slipped his thumb between them, massaging the spot that made her seize up and shudder, her body gripping him tightly as he also found his release with a hoarse cry.
She rode him slowly a few more times, drawing out the sensations for another moment, and then lay across his chest, their sweat mingling as they recovered.
Scooting sideways, he rolled to more easily slide free, unable to keep from smiling when she made a disgruntled noise that matched exactly how he felt about giving up their intimate connection.
He quickly cleaned up in the bathroom and then returned to wrap Emma in his arms. Kissing her deeply, he couldn’t help but resent the crisis and obligations that necessitated ever leaving this bed.
Of course, if not for the events of the last twenty-four hours, he might never have found her again. He allowed himself one more minute to enjoy holding her. “We should probably get dressed before Todd walks in,” he finally said, his voice betraying how very much he didnotwant to move.
She sighed and pressed her lips to his far too briefly. “What time is it?”
He glanced at his watch. “Four-fifteen.” That gave them forty-five minutes.
The shower took thirty. Within two minutes of soaping each other up, he was hard as a rock again. Emma dropped to her knees and quickly took him to heaven. He immediately returned the favor.
At five p.m., they were dressed and ready, just seconds before Todd walked through the door with a large bag from someplace called Sombrero Tex Mex.
“You got Mexican food in Switzerland?” Jason asked. “Really?”
Todd shrugged. “It probably sucks, but cheese, potatoes, and a slab of meat sounded too heavy before a mission.”
He wasn’t wrong. The food here was delicious, but incredibly rich.
“I feel like we’re always eating,” Emma said as they sat around the coffee table again, munching on tacos that were…fine. “And that I should tip you for all these deliveries.”
From his spot in the armchair, Todd smiled indulgently and bit into his taco with a loud crunch. He’d been eyeballing Emma and Jason since he arrived. Did the room smell like sex, or could Todd sense the change in their demeanor?
Emma looked so fresh and beautiful next to Jason, her dark hair still damp, skin glowing. They sat hip to hip, taking advantage of every excuse to make contact, and every touch made him want to carry her back to the bedroom, strip her naked, and slide inside her warm, welcoming body.
This constant buzz under his skin, like he couldn’t bear to be parted from her, was largely foreign, something he hadn’t felt since they’d dated in college. It was that heady, hormonal cocktail of excitement that only came with new love, and the timing couldn’t be worse.
In two hours, she’d be putting herself in danger because of events his own brother had set in motion. Or at least hadn’t stopped.
Something had changed this afternoon. At least for Jason. He felt different. Like he’d found a new plane of existence he hadn’t been aware of before. Like he was finally part of the club all of his friends had joined. A club he’d wanted entry to, but from the outside hadn’t fully understood what he’d been missing.
All he knew was that no matter what happened tonight, he had to find a way to keep Emma in his life.God, please let her feel the same.
The three of them finished eating in silence, each lost in their own thoughts, and then rehashed the evening’s plan, Todd filling in where the other two members of the team would be stationed.
