Page 27 of Mission Shift

My breath came in short bursts, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I stayed locked around his hips. Beneath me, his muscles flexed with each stroke of his legs as he guided us steadily closer to the shore. And pressing right where I ached most was his hard cock. I should have distanced myself. But I was tired of always being cautious, tired of pretending I didn’t want something good that was right in front of me. I wanted to be swept away by this intoxicating impulse, to be taken by this man in every way.

Without hesitation, I seized his head, twining my fingers in his wet hair. Cupping his face, I tugged him closer until our lips collided. They were warm and soft, parting slightly at the touch of mine, sending shivers down my spine despite the hot summer day. I opened my lips and kissed him fiercely, my tongue darting out to tangle with his. He responded instantly with a low growl, shifting to hold my ass in one hand while he used the other to stay afloat.

Sex in a war zone—maybe it wasn’t the smartest move, but in the grand scheme of things, what was one reckless decision? We were both running on fumes and adrenaline and needed a break from reality. There was nothing wrong with a little pleasure between two consenting adults. Maybe that was weak justification, but who cared? We weren’t guaranteed tomorrow or even five minutes from now. We weren’t making promises. We were just blowing off steam like two strangers after a night at the club. Nothing more.

The water clinging to my skin trailed down my back and face in lazy streams. Every inch of me was on fire. I pressed my hips more firmly against him, and an electric current coursed through my body, settling low in my belly as liquid heat pooled between my legs. His grunt told me he felt it too, but I didn’t care. There was no room for shame here, not when I was desperate for this connection, for his touch, for the simple pleasure of being wanted.

While I kissed him with everything I had, he continued moving us through the water with ease. Soon his feet found solid ground on the pebbled riverbed, allowing him to use his hands more freely. One of them gripped my ass possessively, while the other traced patterns along my back.

Unable to help myself, I moaned softly into the kiss. My teeth found his lower lip, catching it in a playful bite that made him suck in a breath. I pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, mylips swollen and tingling. The hunger I saw in his eyes mirrored the storm building inside me.

In this fleeting moment, I wasn’t a weapon or a spy. I wasn’t running from anything. I was just a woman, here with him, craving his touch in a way I was hesitant to admit, even to myself.

Braxton’s hands roamed with a deliberate slowness, reverently, as if he wanted to memorize every curve and plane of my body. My breathing quickened when he tilted his head and traced the contours of my jaw with his lips before trailing kisses along the sensitive skin behind my ear. No man had ever found that spot so quickly. He lingered there, alternating between gentle kisses and light nibbles, somehow knowing exactly how to touch me to drive me insane. His breath was warm against my neck as he kissed his way down my throat, each press of his lips a promise of what was to come.

The current lapped at my skin while his fingers skimmed across my back, and his mouth continued its journey down my body, amping up my need. When he reached my collarbones, I arched toward him without thinking, silently pleading for more.

His hand cupped my breast, and my breath hitched as his fingers moved in slow, tantalizing patterns. He brushed a thumb over my nipple, teasing it into a hardened peak before his fingers began squeezing, rolling, and pulling in a perfect rhythm. Each touch sent sparks shooting through me, making me buck against his hips.

Braxton’s lips found my other breast, igniting a path of fire across my skin until they closed around my nipple. His tongue moved in sync with the rhythm of his fingers, driving me to my breaking point. I could taste the desire on his lips.

The sensations were exquisite—his tongue swirling and flicking while he sucked gently, then harder. I felt weightless inhis arms, caught between the pleasure of what he was doing and the overwhelming need for more.

His mouth returned to mine with an urgency that matched the pounding of my heart. As we kissed, his hand moved lower still, tracing the curve of my ass before sliding around to caress my hip bone. My anticipation built with every inch he moved until his fingers found their destination.

When Braxton’s hand slipped between my legs, I gasped against his mouth. His fingers expertly found the tight bundle of nerves that had been throbbing for attention since this began. The difference between the cool water surrounding us and the molten heat of my pussy was almost too much to bear.

He didn’t break the kiss. His thumb began working my clit in slow circles while his fingers teased at my entrance. Each stroke sent pleasure radiating through me. Barely able to contain myself, I moaned into his mouth.

Braxton swallowed all my moans as if he didn’t want to give them to the world. His expert touch was relentless—every movement bringing me higher until I thought I might shatter.

I wasn’t shy about what I wanted. I wasn’t holding back. My legs wrapped around him tighter, and I anchored myself against him as I shifted my hips, desperate to feel his heat. I wanted him—every hard inch of him—inside me.

With a soft gasp, I broke the kiss, leaning in to whisper, “I want you, Boy Scout…all of you.”

Reaching between us, I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock, smiling at the velvety smoothness of it against my palm. I stroked the impressive length languidly, relishing the way his breath hitched with each caress. My other hand found the nape of his neck, my fingers tangling in his damp hair as I pulled him closer. God, I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life.

His hands explored me with a reverence that made my heart ache, moving over the curve of my ass, the dip of my lower back, the expanse of my shoulders. He wasn’t rushing, but there was no denying the intensity between us. His fingers moved with tormenting precision, as if he knew exactly how to unravel me.

He leaned back, parting his lips and locking his eyes onto mine.

“I want you inside me,” I pleaded, my words laced with a raw need that surprised even me. “Fuck me hard.”

I raised myself up, positioning the tip of his cock at my entrance. Patiently, I hovered there. The anticipation was electric, every nerve ending in my body alive. I leaned back slightly so we could both watch as I slowly lowered myself onto him.

The sensation of Braxton’s cock stretching my walls was divine. I moaned softly as he filled me to the hilt and his hands settled on my hips.

His reaction was immediate; his eyes closed briefly as he let out a low groan of pleasure. “Christ, you’re unreal. You’re fire in my hands,” he growled. “You feel like heaven.”

His hands gripped my hips tighter as I began to move, finding a slow, steady rhythm. Soon, out of desperate desire, my strong legs started propelling me up and down his length faster. I rode him hard, each thrust eliciting a moan of pleasure from deep within my throat. When I glanced up, his eyes were dark with pure hunger.

“God, Daria, you feel incredible,” he praised in a voice ragged with need. “Your pussy is so tight, so perfect around my dick.”

His words fueled my need, spurring me on as I rocked against him, chasing the release that I knew was just within reach. He dug his fingers into my flesh while lifting and slamming me down onto him over and over, the water splashing all around us.

“Fuck yes! Yes!” I gasped out, shifting my hips so that his pelvic bone rubbed against my clit with each thrust.

I threw my head back, my screams of pleasure echoing across the surface of the water while Braxton’s cock drove into me again and again. The tension inside me coiled tighter with each stroke, my entire body humming as I rode the edge of control. I gripped his shoulders hard, holding on as the world around us shattered into a million brilliant shards of light.

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