I considered the question. “No. Not in a while.”
“How long is a while?”
“Close to a year,” and even then it had just been a quick one-night stand in between missions.
She was quiet for a moment. “Me too,” she said. “Over a year, actually. My marriage to Jimmy stopped being real a long time before I found out about Brenda.”
Brenda.It took me a second, and then I remembered reading about her in Lucy’s file. She was Jimmy’s side piece.
Lucy paused. “I’ve only ever been with Jimmy before. I was a virgin when I met him. And… I’m too loyal for my own good.”
“That’s a long time to only know one man,” I growled as I tightened my arms around her.
“It is,” she agreed, and something in her tone shifted, something that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with the fact that we were in a bed together and the heat we’d been dancing around since the moment we met was spiking high.
She was warm and soft pressed against me, and I’d never wanted a woman as badly as this before.
I could feel the change in her breathing as she shifted, slipping her hand to my chest, her fingers curling lightly into my skin.
Every bit of SEAL in me knew that I should get out of her bed right now, call Cal, and tell him to send a full security detail to keep her safe. I was in too deep and my judgment was getting clouded.
Like right now, I should be up doing a perimeter check, not pressing my hard cock against the client.
If I made love to Lucy now, I’d break every honor code in me.
But somehow, I didn’t give a damn.
“Bronson?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
“Do you miss it? Having someone in your life?”
I didn’t answer immediately, because the honest answer was that I’d never let myself get close enough to a woman to fall in love.
But Lucy Lee made me believe in it.
I wanted to love her. Wanted to make love to her.Neededto make love to her.
But I didn’t know if she was talking about love or sex, or a mix of the two. And suddenly it didn’t matter.
“Yeah,” I rumbled. “I do.”
“I swore off men after Jimmy.” Her eyes were full of emotion. “But maybe it’s the shock of tonight, or maybe it’s just you. But I want to know what it feels like to be with someone other than him.”
My hands tightened around her waist.
“I thought about you when that man raised his gun in my face. I thought about how I was going to die without ever kissing you.”
Damn. A man couldn’t hear that without taking action.
“I shouldn’t,” I growled… but my hands didn’t listen.
“I know,” she whispered, her lips grazing my neck. “That’s the problem.”
I gave one slow, deliberate press of my hips against her, and she gasped.
Her whole body responded to that simple touch, and all I wanted in life was to make her gasp again.
