Page 36 of Fighting Salvation

“If this is too fast, Niall, I get it. We’ve gone from zero to one hundred in a few days.”

“Baby, no. I just don’t want to rush you or push you too fast. If it were up to me, I’d spend all night inside you, learning your every moan and whimper.”

Her lips tipped up into a wide, shy smile and her hand slipped behind her to grasp the door handle. “Let’s go, handsome.”

With a chuckle he leaned down and grabbed her by the ass, hoisting her up as she shrieked and then giggled, slapping her hand over her mouth. He pulled it away gently and replaced her palm with his lips, kissing her as he backed them into her bedroom for as long as they were there.

Slamming the door harder than he intended, he cursed inwardly but knew nobody would come in to investigate. His team might be nosy bastards but even they had some boundaries.

Letting her slide down his body, his hands ran over her hips and ribs, learning every curve, every touch that made her shiver. She was looking at him with trust and desire. He could hardly believe he was lucky enough to gain the attention of someone like her, a woman with so much heart and strength.

“Lie down on the bed.”

Slowly she lowered herself until she was sitting, her head far too close to his dick which was leaking pre-cum from the tip. Her eyes strayed and she reached out her hand to touch him and he almost fucking died on the spot from the pleasure just her light touch could give him. How would he survive fucking her if her hand on his denim-covered cock made him want to explode?

Looping his thumb and forefinger around her wrist, he pulled her hand away, causing her to look up at him in question. “Lie back.”

Scooting back on the bed, Val did as he asked as he reached behind his head and drew his shirt over his head. Her eyes traced his body which he knew she’d seen before. Living in such close confines it was hard to remain a complete mystery, and when he sparred, he hated the feel of clothes on his skin. Her tongue came out to lick the edge of her lip and he palmed his cock and squeezed, trying to tame the raging release that wanted to erupt from just watching her like this.

Placing a knee on the bed, he crawled over her supple body, watching her eyes dilate as he cupped her cheek, tipping her head to the side. “I want to taste every inch of you.”

“Yes.” Her voice was breathy and light, her pulse hammering in her neck as he laid his lips over it and sucked lightly. She tasted salty and sweet and her scent lingered all around him. He took his time, kissing her neck, her collarbone, and her upper chest. Her hands fanned out over his skin like whispers, her legs falling open so he was pressed against her heat.

“You’re temptation.”

“I can’t be that tempting, you certainly resisted long enough.”

Bás pulled back to look down at her, his gaze caressing her face where the shadow from the open window and the moon shimmered. “I fucked my fist to images of you more times than I can count, mo chroí.”

“Oh.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “Yeah, oh.”

He tugged the hem of her tee up and she lifted to give him access. Swiping it over her head, he tossed it to the ground beside them and looked down at her simple white bra and her breasts spilling out of them.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” Her hips rocked against him and he grinned. “And impatient it seems.”

“I can’t help it, you make me ache.”

“Ache?”

His lips trailed over her belly, his nose nuzzling the underside of her perfect tits and she moaned and rocked against him.

“Stop teasing.”

He chuckled and dropped his head to kiss her pouty mouth, her lips were soft and gentle, caressing his with such tenderness that it made his chest tight. Bás deepened the kiss, his tongue running across her lips sending a wave of electricity through his body. She moaned deep in her throat as he felt her falling into the moment, her hands threading through his hair and gripping hard, making his scalp tingle and his cock jerk in his jeans. His arms held her close as their tongues danced in perfect harmony, both content with learning and touching and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d lain with a woman and just kissed her. The kiss seemed to last an eternity, filled with so much raw emotion that he never wanted it to end. When they finally parted, they were both left breathless, her cheeks flushed with passion and desire.

Bás wanted nothing more than to make love to her but the shadows under her eyes worried him and he’d never sacrifice her health for his eager cock. “You need sleep.”

Her lips turned down in a pout and he couldn’t help the grin that split his face. It felt alien, the muscles underused and he realised he’d smiled more in the last few days with her than he had for years. “We have all the time in the world, Valentina. We don’t have to rush this.”

“Do we though?”

Bás lay on his back and positioned her so she was lying across his chest, her curves pressed to hard muscle. He wondered how he’d lived without this and the sad realisation came that he hadn’t been living, he’d been existing. “Do we what?”

“Have time. The life we lead, the job we do, it’s dangerous and it’s a miracle we haven’t lost anyone yet. Death could be just around the corner for anyone of us.”

He was well acquainted with death, yet her simple, quiet words shook him more than he expected. “You can say that about anyone. My parents and brother sure didn’t expect to die when they did. The man that gets into his car to go to work and has a heart attack at the wheel doesn’t expect it but it happens.”