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“And we wouldn’t be here on a ruined ship after being shot out of space.”

“Wow! You do have a humor button.”

He chuffed out a laugh, but his smile faded. She was right. Everything that had happened to him had brought him to Daisy.

Rexx stroked his fingers past her scar. If she couldn’t tell him about it, he wouldn’t push. He knew all about needing to keep wounds hidden.

He slid his hand lower into her pants, finding soft curls and wetness waiting for him. He couldn’t stop the moan of desire as he discovered Daisy slick and ready for him.

“Don’t stop.” Her voice was low and husky.

Daisy’s soft moans and the way she thrust against his hand drove him on. He slid two fingers inside her, a tight, warm heat clamping around him.

Rexx rolled her onto her back, giving him better access to her beautiful curves. He kissed her neck, tasting her skin as his fingers explored her heat.

She arched against his hand, her head thrown back and her eyes closed as she writhed beneath him. She had never been more beautiful. It took his breath away.

Daisy tugged his head up, and their mouths locked, the kisses getting hotter and deeper with an edge of urgency to them.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve felt anything like this.” Daisy’s voice was husky with desire.

“I’ve never felt this.” Rexx pulled back and took a second to experience the bone deep longing that throbbed through him. He lived for this woman.

Her hips bumped into his hand. “Did something distract you?”

He grumbled low in his chest and focused on stroking and teasing her center until she was whimpering and gasping.

Daisy pressed her hand to his chest, her nails digging in as his fingers thrust inside her.

His longing for her grew. He didn’t think he could get any more desperate for her, but blood pounded through his veins, making his whole body hyper aware of what a lucky guy he was.

Rexx sank into another long, deep kiss, losing himself to Daisy. He’d been lost to her for so long, but he never imagined this would happen. There was no way back. He didn’t want there to be. All he could think about and feel was her.

His thumb stroked her clit, and she whimpered.

“Yes! More of that. I’m so close.” Daisy gasped out the words.

Her throaty cries urged him on, and he massaged and stroked her folds, focusing on her clit, his fingers still buried deep inside her.

Daisy arched up, her hips thrusting, and she gripped his fingers as her orgasm hit.

Rexx groaned and buried his face against the side of her neck. He wasn’t lost when he was with her. He was found. He’d found exactly what he needed. He just had to figure out how long he’d get to keep it.

Daisy eased back, turning onto her side, her arm sliding over him. Her hand traced down his torso. She cupped his cock through his pants and stroked him.

Rexx let her touch him, but it couldn’t go on for long, even though the feel of her hot hand fired an ache deep into his chest. He wanted her naked and underneath him while he pumped inside her, but it was wrong. Not now, not when there was so much at stake.

Mustering the strength to move back, Rexx caught hold of her hand and tugged it away. He kissed her palm and then down her arm.

“Are you too injured?” Daisy’s breathing was ragged as she stared at him.

“I’d love nothing more than to fuck you all night, but...”

“What?” Her hand reached for his cock again.

Rexx groaned and eased her away. “My focus is to make you well.” He didn’t miss the flicker of disappointment in her eyes.

“Sex with you would make me feel great.”