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“Don’t hold back,” she said, grabbing his ass and pulling him even deeper inside her.“Come inside me.Take me, Mason.”

His cock hardened impossibly more, and then with another quick thrust, he began pounding into her, leaving her gasping for breath.With one more thrust, he exploded, coating her with his hot seed.His short, rapid thrusts hit her in exactly the right spot, and suddenly she was coming again, too.Crying out as she clung to him.

His cock softened slightly, still buried deep within her walls, until finally he pulled free, ducking down for a lingering kiss.

A few minutes later, Mason was walking back from the bathroom with a warm washcloth.

“Let me take care of you,” he said.

Much to her utter embarrassment, he cleaned her off, softly rubbing the material against her sex.Their eyes locked in the moonlight, and as his gaze softened, she knew she was lost to him.

Helplessly falling for him.

Her world had shifted completely off of its axis since they’d been together, and somehow, she knew it would never be the same again.

Chapter 15

MASON MUTTERED A CURSEas he stood in the bullpen on base the next morning.He crossed his arms and gazed at the massive TV screen, dressed in his fatigues and combat boots, as his CO moved through a series of photographs of a terrorist camp they’d be infiltrating in the Middle East.

The rest of his teammates stood around him, eyes on the screen as well, ready to roll out.

“This is a new incident unfolding,” his CO said, his voice grim.“We received this updated intel at oh-six-hundred this morning.We’re going wheels up in one hour.The team will descend on the camp under the cover of nightfall and nab the target, then be back in the air almost immediately.The insurgent’s wife is the American woman that defected to Syria.She was trying to get back into the U.S.last night but was arrested immediately upon arrival by U.S.Customs and Border Patrol.She was taken into custody and agreed to cooperate with the authorities.”

“If she defected, what the hell is she doing back here trying to enter the U.S.?”Jacob asked, his eyes narrowing.“Was she involved in some sort of terror plot?”

“Affirmative,” their CO said.He clicked through a new series of images.“She received training on building bombs and using suicide vests at the terrorist camp in Syria.It’s believed that she was intending to detonate her suicide vest in the middle of Times Square.”

“Holy shit,” Hunter muttered.

“She’s been detained and questioned by U.S.authorities.Fortunately, she had a change of heart after being caught.The threat of lifetime in prison can do that to a person.Plus, she was informed that she’s six weeks pregnant.After agreeing to cooperate with U.S.authorities, she provided us with critical information on her husband, his training camp, and the whereabouts of others in the terror cell.The Pentagon wants him brought in immediately.When the terror plot doesn’t go off as planned in two days, he might begin to question her loyalty.We’re going to move in and grab him before the plot was ever supposed to occur.”

Hunter nodded, clapping his hands together as he stood.“Let’s do this.One terrorist mother fucker coming up on a platter.Let’s deliver this bastard straight to Guantanamo.”

Mason eyed him as they walked out of the bullpen.“You seem chipper this morning.”

“Hell yeah,” Hunter affirmed.“Let’s get those bastards.That terror cell blew up a section of the market in London last week.Emma was in tears when that was all over the news.Now that we have confirmation of the location of the bastards responsible for it?I’m all in.”

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