Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“You know we have all the best toys.” She turned slowly, and he could see there wasn’t a zipper anywhere and yet it was plastered to her body. It fit perfectly. “Nanites. They conform to whoever’s wearing them. They’re also resistant to bullets and weapons. Oh, push hard enough and you can still get a knife through there, but it gives me some protection.”
Yes, the Americans did have all the best tech. “How do I get it off you?”
He didn’t give a damn about how it worked except to get her naked. Normally he would ask a hundred questions because he’d never seen nanite tech like this before, but he couldn’t care less. He was all about finally seeing how gorgeous she truly was.
“It’s easy,” she said. “It’s voice-activated. Undress.”
The white jumpsuit flowed down her body like a metallic cascade, unveiling her skin. Her hair spilled around her shoulders, falling almost to her nipples. The sight of her breasts made his dick harden even further. How hard could he get before he died from it? It didn’t matter because he was watching as the nanites retreated and showed him her hips and the gorgeous spot between her legs. Her pussy was smooth and bare, and he could see the glistening arousal there. Even the damn boots she was wearing disappeared into a cube that formed at her feet. She reached down and placed it on the nightstand. “Cute, huh?”
That wasn’t the word he would use. “I take it that voice control is only for you. Because I could find a definite use for that. Damn, but you’re gorgeous. Come here. It’s cold and I don’t want you to feel the chill for even a second.”
“I didn’t notice. I’m perfectly warm.” She moved toward him, slowly, as though well aware of his eyes on her. “And I would never give you that code. I know what you would do with it.”
He would have her naked whenever the mood sparked him, and it would spark him a lot. He would keep her on her toes, and the second they had any privacy at all, he would find a corner and give the command that would have her naked. “I don’t have clothes that undress themselves. I think I need you to help me.”
She moved right in, her hands going to the bottom of his sweater. “I should have known you would be needy. Lucky for you, I don’t mind a little work.”
She eased her hands under the sweater and thermals he was wearing underneath. Ben bit back a moan the minute he felt her hands on his flesh. She slid them up, running along his abs and up to his chest, and he was happy he’d kept up a hardcore gym routine because this woman deserved a lover who could keep up with her. He stared down at her while she stared up.
He wished he hadn’t wasted so much time. They’d been on a dozen ops together over the past three years, and now he wished he’d kissed her the first time they’d met.
She dragged the layers over his head and tossed them to the side. Then her hands were on him, palms flat on his chest as she leaned over and kissed the curve of his neck. Yeah, he wasn’t feeling the chill anymore. A delicious heat stroked through his body as he allowed her to explore. She cuddled up against him, her nipples rubbing. He cradled the back of her neck as she kissed her way down his torso. She stopped briefly at the scar on his left shoulder, the bullet wound now raised and white.
“So sorry about that, babe.” She kissed the scar and then ran her tongue around it before continuing down.
When she dropped to her knees, it took everything he had not to come then and there. There was something almost formal about the way she did it, as though she was offering him something he didn’t entirely understand. He wasn’t about to turn it down though. He watched in breathless anticipation as she unbuckled his belt and eased down the heavy fabric of his slacks and thermals. They’d kept him warm, but now the heat in her eyes would do the trick.
She glanced down as his cock came free. He bit back the need to beg her to touch him. He didn’t care how much time was left on that fucking clock. He wasn’t going to make this some rushed thing. It was their first time.
Their only time.
“I knew you would be beautiful, Ben. I win that bet.”
He was about to ask her what she meant by that, but she leaned forward and gripped his cock in her hand. When she tongued his cockhead, he gasped and fought the urge to come. Nope. Wasn’t happening.
She sucked the head behind those sinful lips of hers, and he thought he was going to die. Heat sparked through his system, and he felt his balls drawing up. That was all it took. She was so gorgeous, so hot and perfect that it was a fight to stay calm.