“I’m not on board…”Bitch, he added silently.
“You don’t have a choice in the matter. The government says jump and you ask how high. Do I make myself clear?”
Her confidence spoke volumes. She was in charge whether he liked it or not. He stood with the full intention of leaving.
“You walk out that door and you’ll spend the rest of the Wars in the brig and your staff won’t get the meds and extra help they need,” she chirped.
Okay, so the brig meant he couldn’t help anyone and then his people would be effectively screwed. He hadn’t realized he’d stopped walking toward the door until she ordered him to sit down.
Fuck. He hated the Wars. He hated her.
He sat down. Her eyes sparkled and a smile curved her lips and, to his shock, her expression warmed his soul. Unfortunately, her smile only lasted a couple of seconds before she returned to her cool, commanding manner.
“Make a wish list of what your people need. I’ll make sure they get everything.”
Anger flared through Blade as he read between the lines. He would not be going back to his team. “How will I know they’ll get what I asked for?”
Her eyes twinkled merrily. She enjoyed teasing him. “You won’t.”
“Then show me to the brig.” He stood again and, to his astonishment, she did too. He was halfway to the door when she grabbed him by the elbow. The power in her grip amazed him.
“You walk out that door, soldier, and there is no more mandatory weekly R & R.”
“I masturbate quite nicely,” he answered truthfully. “I’ll survive.”
Her grip on his elbow tightened. He almost yanked his arm free in a sudden burst of anger, but the sweet touch of her silky warm fingers brushing against the nape of his neck gave him pause.
“You will be having sex with me,” she whispered in a hot, saucy voice that had him swallowing at his dry throat.
“I want reassurances my staff will be well taken care of,” he demanded.
Her sultry mint-scented breath caressed the side of his face and almost had him forgetting he should be putting up a hell of a bigger fight.
“The mandatory R & R starts now, soldier.”
Oh. Damn.
“Reassurances, first,” he stipulated and held back a groan as her hand slipped to the front of his neck. He sighed, melting into the softness of her caress.
In the rapid manner she breathed and the sensual way her eyes sparkled, he knew he’d won. A sharp tug on his shirt sent several buttons flying.
“As you wish, soldier.” Her voice was breathy. “Just give me the list after we’re finished here. I’ll guarantee you an inspection of your hospital in one week’s time. It should take about that long to get things in order.”
Blade smiled inwardly.Yes!
“Condoms,” he stated and turned around to face her.
She was about one head shorter than him and a whole hell of a lot of feminine. Her gaze was cool and businesslike as she loosened her belt and unzipped her green pants. His cock hardened in anticipation as she slid her pants and underwear over her hips. He cursed softly as he noted her nude pussy, her inner thighs glistening with wetness.
“You turn me on, soldier,” she whispered.
Hell, they’d just met and she turnedhimon…big-time. She hoisted her naked ass onto her desk and unbuttoned her green shirt.
“Missionary position for me only,” she stated coolly. “No kissing on the mouth. Feel free to go down on me or take my nipples into your mouth. I’ll reciprocate.”
Her voice was still cool and businesslike, but he detected a cute little tremble.
“Condoms are right here.” She reached for what he’d assumed was a stone paperweight on the edge of her desk, but when she opened it, he spied several condoms inside.
