Page 26 of Act of Passion

He kissed the edge of her lips softly. “It means I want something with you that I’ve never wanted before. I want a future with you. If you’ll haveme.”

Her skepticism was easy to read by her expression. He couldn’t exactly blameher.

A thought occurred to him. “What if I was able to find you a job close to where I work? Would you considerit?”

All that did was make her look at him as if she was waiting for the punch line. He wasn’t sure how to handle the burning need to never let her go. He’d never asked a woman to commit to a relationship before and was apparently shit atit.

He brushed her hair back from her cheek. “Brooke, I have a lot of connections within the DOD and private organizations where cyber security is a must. I know I can find you something perfect close to myheadquarters.”

“Headquarters?” sheasked.

He cringed. “Uh, ignore that bit. Focus on the idea of taking a job close to me. Not that you have towork.”

“I kind of do if I want to live and eat,” she saidcalmly.

“Move in with me,” heblurted.

Her eyes widened. “I’m sorry, butwhat?”

Malik found his face heating as he tried to find the right words to convince her to come back home with him. He knew it was incredibly stupid to ask a human to live with him, but he didn’t care. He’d find a way to keep what he was a secret from her. He’d find a way to make it work. “Move in with me and you don’t need to worry about a job. Money isn’t an issue for me. I’ll give you whatever you want. Name it and it’syours.”

Brooke touched his eyebrow and traced her fingers over it, before trailing them down his face slowly. “I’m sure you didn’t mean to make that sound like you’d be buyingme.”

“No, gods no,” he said, only to have her press her finger to his lips to silencehim.

“Malik, I know you didn’t mean it that way, and what you’re offering is very generous and very sweet, but we just met. I don’t really think you want to have me move in when you’ve known me less than aday.”

“Well, you’d be wrong,” he said, even with her finger against his lips. “I want you,Brooke.”

“We don’t know each other well enough to move in together,” she said, tugging lightly on his lowerlip.

He drew her finger into his mouth and sucked on it, his gaze locking on hers. “I know I want you with me. I know thinking of not having you near me sets me onedge.”

She pushed on his shoulders until he lay flat on his back. Brooke eased up and over him, her naked form pressed to his. She dipped her head and kissed him and his cock responded at once, lengthening underher.

The damn thing didn’t seem to ever tire of being inher.

She straddled his waist and sat up. She reached down and took hold of him, guiding him to her wet entrance. She sank down onto his cock slowly and he found himself mesmerized by the sight of her riding him. Her long hair was tousled from sleep, only serving to make her even sexier. And her breasts bounced as she began to move up and down on hisshaft.

He took hold of her breasts and realized they didn’t quite fit in his large hands. He grinned and kneaded her soft globes as she moved on him. If he lived another thousand years, he’d never forget this moment. Never forget what she looked like there, taking him deep into her, gaining pleasure from his body while gifting him so very muchmore.

It was on the tip of his tongue to blurt out three little words he’d never said to a woman before.I loveyou.

She bounced on him, increasing her pace, and Malik found he couldn’t hold off his orgasm any longer. He released one of her breasts and used his thumb to rub her clit, making her gasp and then toss her head back in ecstasy. She stilled on him as her channel grasped him fully. Malik exploded, his jaw going slack as he moaned inpleasure.

Her body was awash with the afterglow of sex. “You are the sexiest man I have everseen.”

When he spoke, it was in his native tongue. He told her that she was the type of woman who could launch a thousand ships. The type of woman a man worshiped, loved, and cherished. The type of woman a man made hiswife.

She pursed her lips. “No idea what you said but let me be the first to say that was hot as hell and oddlyfamiliar.”

Helaughed.

She stayed on him, her gaze skimming his upper body. She touched one of his many tattoos. “This one means god, right?” she asked as she skimmed her fingers over script from his native tongue that he had on hisbody.

Surprised that she knew that, he put his hand over hers. “Yes. How did youknow?”

She eased off his shaft but stayed on him, her hand still pinned under his. “It was in one of the books I had when I was little…before my parents died. It was a book about ancient Egyptian gods and pharaohs. My dad used to read it to me until I could read myself, when I turned four. Then he’d sit while I read it, and others like it, to him. And he would make up his own stories. He’d say very weird things—like he’d really been in ancient Egypt. I miss him and mymother.”

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