Page 63 of Fighting for Lucy

She laughed and he undid her bra and let her breasts spill out into his hands. The laugh turned into a moan when he kneaded the small mounds, tweaking her nipples until they hardened into little pebbles beneath his ministrations.

“Just so you know, babe, I'm keeping this underwear,” he whispered in her ear, touching a featherlight kiss to her earlobe before trailing a line of kisses down her spin as he knelt behind her. When he pulled the lacy panties down her legs, revealing thetwo perfect round globes of her tight backside, he touched kisses to each cheek, then stood, scooping her into his arms as he did.

“I can't believe I'm doing this,” Lucy said with a giggle as he carried her through the dark house and out into the yard. It was a beautiful winter night. The sky was a clear, inky black, and a million stars scattered across it, sparkling like diamonds.

“I can. You're so brave and strong, you face everything life throws at you with such determination and pragmatism. You're an inspiration, sassy girl. My sassy girl.”

His.

And he was never letting her go.

No one was going to take her from him. Not Zimraan Mostafa, not Raul Castillo, and not the mole at Prey.

Possessiveness filled him as he carried them to the edge of the pool. “You know the only way to do this is to jump right on in.”

The warning was the only one she got before he jumped into the deep end.

Seconds later, freezing water surrounded his entire body.

In his arms, Lucy squealed as the cold water enveloped her as well, but she made no move to try to get out of the pool.

Swimming through the water, Zander stopped in the opening of the little cave with water sprinkling down on them from the waterfall that hid it. As predicted, the moonlight reflected on each droplet of water that ran down Lucy’s creamy white skin, and he brushed a few droplets off her face as he cupped her cheeks in his palms.

“Don’t think I can wait another second to be inside you, babe.”

“Thank goodness, because I'm about ready to come just from you looking at me.”

Chuckling, he gripped Lucy’s hips, lined them up, and slid inside her in one thrust. “Touch yourself, baby girl. Make yourself come.”

Lucy’s good hand moved to where their bodies joined, finding her bud and circling it as her braced arm rested on his shoulder. “Move, Zander, let me feel you moving inside me.”

Not needing to be told twice, his lips found hers as he thrust in and out of her. His pace increased as he felt them both getting closer to reaching the peak, growing almost frantic as Lucy began to buck against him as her orgasm shimmered into existence.

The second she cried out, and her internal muscles clamped around him, he let go. Let pleasure take over, sweeping through him with the force of a tornado, leaving him feeling physically drained but emotionally full.

With the heavens smiling down on them with the myriad of twinkling stars, Zander sent up a silent prayer as he snuggled his girl close.

Don’t take her from me.

Don’t make me lose her, too.

I can't survive losing has as well.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

January 27th

7:53 A.M.

“We’re not goingto be late this morning,” Lucy said as they drove toward Prey’s offices. She made the comment more to break the silence than for any other reason.

Something had changed when they climbed into the car this morning.

It wasn’t like there was distance between them. They’d already made love twice this morning. Once she’d woken with Zander’s head between her legs, then they’d had a little fun in the shower. The good and playful mood continued through breakfast and when they got out to the car. After helping her up into her seat, Zander had kissed her like he hated the idea of taking her away from his place where they could just make out whenever the urge arose.

But as soon as they’d begun driving, he’d started to be off.

Stopped chatting, gotten all serious, and from the hundreds of glances he’d given the rear-view mirror it didn't take a genius to figure out why.

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