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Zo was in bed. Finn’s lips quirked. Yeah, he might last fourseconds. He crawled in beside her, and with a shaky hand, he cupped her face before leaning over for a kiss.

She’d tensed again. Damn. Finn eased back. “You can still say no.”

His loquita growled at him, baring her teeth. “I’m not saying no. I want you. I’m nervous, that’s all.”

“Let me see if I can fix that.”

Finn gave her mouth another kiss before working his way down her body. He paused briefly at each breast and her navel, but he wasn’t in any condition to linger. He licked his way between her legs. Zo jumped when he ran his tongue along the seam of her sex. Her legs fell open, giving him more room.

Another time, he’d tease her. Another time, he’d go down on her until she’d had so many orgasms, they’d blend into each other—another time, but notthistime.

Finn had to use his hands to hold her hips steady as she writhed, but he didn’t let up.

Not until she was on the verge of coming.

Zo’s groan of protest as he pulled away was cut short when he kissed her. Then slowly, carefully, and with sweat beading on his brow, Finn slid his cock inside her. He kept himself braced above her, watching her eyes, but the unease didn’t return. Instead, she arched, taking him faster. They both gasped when he bottomed out.

After giving her a moment to get used to him, he started to move. She met his thrusts, her hands clutching his shoulders, and brought her legs up, wrapping them around him. It allowed him to go a fraction deeper and he groaned. “So good, Zo.”

“Finn.” His name was little more than a breath, but he heard it. Felt it in his soul.

He’d pushed her close to coming before entering her, so it didn’t surprise him when she arched hard against him. Finn worked to make sure Zo’s orgasm was as long and intense aspossible. As she started to fall from the peak, he stopped fighting for command and let himself enjoy the squeeze of her body around his.

His orgasm was powerful enough that his brain exited his body. When it returned, he realized he’d collapsed on top of Zo. Her hands were stroking his back, soothing him. Finn pressed a kiss against her throat, content in a way he’d never been before. After years of searching, he’d found home.

Zo was his home.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Near San Isidro, Puerto Jardin

Present Day

ZO STAGGERED, the underbrush of the rainforest throwing her off balance. Finn’s hand was immediately there to steady her, and she took a second to smile at him before refocusing on the terrain. He was working with his old team again because it was safer to approach Al with backup. Because Finn wanted to protect her and prevent three old men from getting killed. If she hadn’t been so exhausted, maybe she could have come up with a plan, one that didn’t put her lover at risk. But she was worn out, so tired she could barely function.

She had to keep moving. She had to find the spot where she’d hidden the disk because it might be the leverage Finn needed to get away from Ramos safely.

“Duck,” Finn ordered.

Without hesitation, Zo obeyed, dropping into a crouch and freezing in place. “What?” she whispered.

“You nearly walked into that vine.” He pointed above her head.

She looked up. The woody vine was as thick as her arm, and it arced across their path, seeming to swoop from one tree to another. Zo hadn’t seen it. As she stood, she grabbed the vine to stay on her feet. Trying for nonchalance, she shrugged. “I don’t know how I missed it.”

Finn closed the distance, standing as near to her as he could get. His hand clasped hers, removing it from the vine. Even with her bleary gaze, she could see him studying her much more intently than he had previously, and he’d been pretty damn thorough when he’d found her. Her eyes nearly crossed as she tried to meet his scrutiny. His scowl told her the tactic hadn’t worked. “Did you get any sleep since things went to hell?”

Zo shook her head.

“Why not?”

“Circumstances didn’t allow it,” she said.

“You shouldn’t be out here tramping around the rainforest without getting some rest.”

“I know it’s dangerous, but there isn’t time to sleep. I’ll curl up after I find the disk, and you bring me back to camp.”

Finn frowned down at her. “There was time for you to catch a nap before we set out.”

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