Page 60 of Zain

Finally her blue eyes met his, and a half smirk tilted her lips. “Maybe, maybe not. He was certainly dumb enough to make the mistake that fell on my shoulders.” She shrugged. “I spent months pissed about it. Actually, you’re the first person I’ve told.”

He reached over and pushed a strand of hair from her face. “I’m sorry you went through that. Bastards didn’t know how lucky they were. After all, if it weren’t for you, I’d still be in Afghanistan.”

She blinked and caught his wrist while he stroked his jaw. “If it weren’t for me, you’d have completed your mission and protected a lot ofpeople from a terrorist group.”

“If it weren’t for you,” he said slowly, once again repeating the words so she’d understand the monumental impact she’d had on him, “I might be dead.”

Tears filled her eyes, and she shifted until she straddled his lap. He let out a low growl as he captured her waist in his hands. She dragged her fingers over his scalp and knotted her hand in his hair before squeezing the back of his neck.

“Something came over me when August gave me his recent findings on your case. I can’t explain it. I had this intense pull to go there, to do anything I could to bring you home. I know that screwed up a lot of things.” She wet her lips, and tears fell on her cheeks. “But I wouldn’t change it. Because if I hadn’t gone there and risked my life, we never would have met.” Her voice went high and squeaky at the end.

Longing clogged his throat. His mind grappled with words he hadn’t used in so long. How could he explain to her how she’d changed the course of his life? “Dana, you didn’t just bring me home. You reminded me how to feel.”

He lifted his hand to catch one of her tears on his thumb. “I’m still figuring out what all this means, but I know I want you to stick around when this is over.”

Her lips parted, inviting him. He leaned forward and sealed his mouth over hers. She moanedand shimmied on top of him. Need amplified the pressure in his dick. Slipping one arm around her waist and placing his other hand beneath her perfect ass, he stood.

Dana didn’t break away as he walked to the bedroom. Her little tongue darted between his teeth, and he nearly walked into a damn wall. The urge to bury himself deep inside her consumed every corner of his brain.

Striding into the bedroom, he lowered her to the bed and caught the hem of her shirt. Tugging the material over her head, he freed her bare breasts. Goddamn, he hadn’t even realized she’d been braless all afternoon. Her pink-tipped flesh called to him. He groaned and caught both breasts in his palms.

Dana held onto his wrists as if to pull him closer. He swept his thumbs over the little buds until they turned hard. She let out a moan, pushing him to the max.

He couldn’t hold out another fucking minute. He hooked his hands into her jogging pants. She gasped and squeaked as he stripped them off.

“Hold on, mister.” She held up a hand before he could go for her purple lace panties. “I want you naked too.”

His chest hammered. Blood pumped through his body with so much force it nearly blinded him. Would have blinded him if Dana weren’t lying beneath him, her blue eyes like twin flames beggingfor him to touch her.

He leaned down and nuzzled her neck because he couldn’t help it. “I’m going to get both of us off, but first I need to taste you.” He kissed his way down her shoulder.

She dug her nails into his biceps, her back arching as he shifted between her knees. As if on cue, her legs fell open, allowing him to get closer to her center. Hugging her hips with his palms, he slid down so his knees hit the floor.

“Zain—Ohh.”

He pulled her closer and yanked off her panties. Her feet rested on the edge of the bed, and her folds glistened in his face. Exactly where he wanted her. Zain pressed his mouth to the inside of her knee and slowly kissed his way down her thigh.

Dana shook in his hold. “Cold?” he asked.

She gasped. “Um, n-no.”

He reached her perfect pink flesh and, with his tongue, licked her hood with a featherlight touch. She let loose a shuddering cry, and a smile pulled at his lips.

She already squirmed and bucked, and he’d barely even touched her.

“Zain?” His name came out on a whisp of air.

“Mmm,” he replied, as he covered her flesh with his mouth. Her slick wetness coated his tongue as he licked and sucked leisurely.

“Ohmigod.” Her fingernails pinched the tops of his shoulders.

He went deeper, stroking her swollen lips. His cock ached and pulsed against the top of his thigh, needing release almost as much as Dana did. But he wanted to watch her come. Wanted her sweet taste in his mouth.

She tensed. Her body began gyrating in a gentle rhythm, her slight hips pulsing in his hands. He held tight, angled her pussy higher, and caught her clit between his lips. Swirling his tongue around her little nub, he applied more pressure and she detonated.

Dana’s cries filled the room, and her breasts jiggled as she moved against him. Her orgasm dripped into his mouth, and he lapped it up, enjoying every agonized jerk of pleasure. Her body went lax, and she wiped her hair out of her face as he pressed one more kiss to her sweet center.

Crawling his way to lie on top of her, he caught her nipple gently between his teeth. She let out a haggard gasp and wrapped her arms and legs around him.

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