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He brushed his fingers along the edge of the bandage on her neck over the stitches. “I didn’t hurt you?” He glanced down at her leg.
She cupped his face and made him look at her. “You only make me feel good.”
He pressed his forehead to hers. “That’s all I want to do.”
“You did. Multiple times. You’re better than any drug.”
He brushed his nose against hers. “Good. I’ll be right back.” He pulled out of her and left her feeling empty and desperate to have him back. She’d never felt that way with anyone before, but with him, she craved that closeness and connection.
He slid out of bed and went into the bathroom to deal with the condom. She stared at the fire, watching the flames dance, knowing something happened while she made love with Hunt. Actually, it probably happened the night he’d come racing to her rescue at Rad’s place and she’d seen the deep concern in his eyes. She’d seen it again when she woke up on the riverbank freezing and stared into his frightened eyes. He’d thought he lost her. She’d thought she’d almost missed her chance with him.
She’d fallen for Hunt and had her very own Wilde man.
He slipped into bed next to her, pulled the covers over them, slid his arm beneath her neck, careful to avoid her injury, hooked his arm over her hips and held her close as the fire died down and the darkness crept back into the room.
“Hunt.”
“Yeah, sweetheart.”
“Thank you for taking care of me.” Tears filled her eyes. No one had ever taken care of her the way he did and she didn’t mean the outstanding, mind-blowing sex.
He pulled her a bit tighter to him. “Always, Cyn.” He kissed her shoulder and was still holding her later when she woke from a nightmare of her sister dead and drowned in the car, the icy water trying to swallow Cyn, too. He soothed her back to sleep with soft, reassuring words, his body pressed along the back of hers, his arms holding her secure.
He made love to her again in the dim light of dawn when she’d felt his thick erection pressed to her bottom and couldn’t help but rub her ass against it. His hand had slipped between her legs, the other around her back and up between her arm and ribs to cup her breast. Then he’d rolled to his back, bringing her on top of him, lying down his length, her back to his chest, her head on his shoulder. She planted her feet on the bed near his thighs and spread her legs wide so she was open to his fingers fondling her soft folds, plunging deep inside her and rubbing against her clit while he pinched and played with her nipple with his other hand and rubbed his hard cock on her ass. He made her come twice before he shifted her back onto the bed, grabbed another condom and made love to her slow and sweet and like he had the rest of his life to do it and would willingly forget everything else to be in bed with her.
He slipped out of bed again, and she fell into a deep sated sleep and woke up alone, but she felt him nearby and smiled because that was new, too, and she liked it.
So she went in search of her Wilde man, knowing he hadn’t gone far.
Chapter Fifteen
Hunt felt her before he saw her coming out of his room. Damn, she looked good wearing his thermal shirt from yesterday and a pair of socks bunched up at her ankles. The bandage circling her calf didn’t detract from her spectacular legs. Her purple hair was a mass of wild waves around her beautiful face. Her blue eyes narrowed on him the second she spotted him across the room.
She pointed an accusing finger at him. “That is not cool.”
He shifted toward her, but didn’t stand from the desk chair. “I was just about to come and wake you, sweetheart.” He hated that she’d woken up alone, but he’d had some files to go over from the forensics on the car used in the home invasion at Mrs. Phelps’s place.
She waved her finger side to side and shook her head. “No way do you get to taunt me with that uniformandglasses. Come on, Wilde, that’s too damn much sexy for one woman to resist.”
He full-on busted up laughing.
She turned disgruntled and closed in on him, then straddled his lap and cupped his face. “What do I have to do to get you to wear those to bed?”
He chuckled again. “You can have me right here, right now, but make it quick because I’ve got to go to work.”
“Challenge accepted.” And then she kissed him like her life depended on it and rocked her hips into his thickening erection, and he thought he was joking about them having a quickie before he left but now he was dead serious about getting her naked again.
He slipped his hands under the way-too-big-for-her thermal and cupped her bare breasts, stroking and fondling and squeezing her nipples between his fingers as she sighed into his mouth and kissed him deeper.
She didn’t waste time tackling the button and fly on his jeans. The second she freed him, her hand wrapped around his aching cock and she stroked him to a hard and throbbing rod. “Condom,” she said between kisses.
He hated to release her spectacular breasts, but had to use one hand to pull his wallet out of his back pocket, unfold it on the desk and find the condom he handed her because he loved watching her roll it on him.
She did it in two seconds flat, jumped off his lap, spun around toward his desk, pulled the shirt up over her bare, lush ass, planted her hands on the wood and looked over her shoulder at him with a sexy come-and-get-me smile.
He palmed her ass in both hands, squeezing the cheeks, then slid one hand down over the blue-and-black butterfly tattoo, followed the tiny tattooed dash lines down her ass and swept his fingers over her soaking wet soft folds.
“Damn, you weren’t kidding about the uniform and glasses turning you on.”
