Page 60 of Commander

“Wrong, I’d rather deal with the hell of international litigation.” I set my hand on his shoulder. “I don’t know how to be the first lady. All I know is me.”

He leaned down until we were nose to nose. “You are the one I want. The woman who made something of herself on her terms. The woman who commands respect because she isn’t afraid to face off against the scariest motherfuckers in the world to protect an innocent child.”

“You say this now, but you may not feel the same when you learn everything I’ve done.”

“Do you really think I’m so innocent? When my plane went down in North Africa, do you really think I was there for a joy ride?”

I’d heard rumors over the years that Ashur and Veer had been spying for the government when their plane was shot down by a rebel group in South Sudan.

“You weren’t breaking American law. You were following orders.”

“Tara, you’re too good of a lawyer to break any law to a level you can’t talk your way out of.”

I almost grimaced. He viewed me in a way I never deserved. It would have been so much easier if he’d never wanted more from me and kept the business-only plan we’d agreed to in the beginning.

“Stop worrying. Have you not figured it out? I lo—”

I lifted my mouth to his, cutting off his words. He was tying me in knots, and if he said the words, I’d lose myself even more than I already had.

But he pulled back, pinning my arms above my head with one of his as he tugged my thighs apart and settled his naked body between my legs.

“I wasn’t finished.” He loomed over me, his gaze both sleepy and intense.

“Please, Ashu. Don’t.” A tear slipped past my eye.

“I get you aren’t ready to hear it but it doesn’t change how I feel.”

The tip of his cock slid along my dampening cleft.

“Why are you saying this? We have an agreement.”

He pushed into my swollen pussy, making me gasp and arch against his hard thrust.

“A piece of paper doesn’t change the fact we’ve always wanted each other.” He pulled out and slammed back in. “That what we felt for each other has never changed.”

Before I could retort he spoke again. “Don’t even think about denying this thing between us. This is more than sex, more than making a baby. It is more.”

“Why won’t you leave it alone?” I tried to tug my hands free, which only intensified his hold on my wrists and the pace of his cock pounding into me.

My body responded and a spasm shot through my core, contracting around his cock.

“Because I never skim over the truth, and the truth is that you belong to me.”

Ashur continued to stare into my eyes as he held my hip with each drive of his cock.

I couldn’t look away and I knew he saw how I felt. How I needed him. How lost I was in him.

“Ashu, please,” I whispered. And I wasn’t sure what I begged for, my orgasm or an end to the emotions he stirred in me.

As my body teetered on the cusp of release, my heart told me I’d only have him for a limited time. He saw so much in black and white, wrong and right. And I was a hodgepodge mixture of a technicolor rainbow.

If it came down to choosing between following the rules and breaking every law to get Ameera back, I’d break the laws in a heartbeat.

Another tear slid past my lids.

“Look at me.” Ashur bit my lower lip, bringing my focus to him. “This is us. Don’t ever forget what we are to each other.”

He cupped my breast, rolling the tip with his fingers, and then pinched the sensitive nub.

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