“You all right?” he demanded.
I nodded despite my knees wobbling together. At least now I could cross high-speed chase off the list of adventures I never wanted to experience again.
He stepped back to allow Sid to take me in his arms. I turned into Sid’s body, burying my face into his chest, wishing I could climb inside him. “Let’s get inside,” he murmured in my ear, rubbing my back with strong, sure strokes.
I nodded and took a deep breath, determined to pull myself together. He took my hand and together we walked into Talon.
Sarah met us at the door with worried eyes. “Can I get you guys something to drink? Maybe some coffee?” She eyed my shaking hands. “Decaf?” she amended.
I let out a short laugh. “Yeah, I definitely don’t need something to make me more jittery. I think I’m okay for now, Sarah—thanks.”
Her eyes turned to Theo and I saw the worry there. Not for the first time I wondered if there was more than just playful banter between them. “You okay?” she asked quietly.
He grinned, putting an arm around her briefly. “I’m good. Hell, that was fun.”
She rolled her eyes, shoving away from him. “You guys are crazy.”
“Seriously crazy.” I nodded my agreement. I could feel the tension radiating off Sid as he held me pressed to his side. No sooner were the words out of my mouth that Sid took my hand and started towing me to the back of the building.
“We’ll be back,” he barked over his shoulder, sparing no niceties for his team.
“Whaaa?” I asked, confused as to where we were going and why.
He took me into a room I’d never seen before, just off the main gym area.
“What is this room?” I asked, looking at the small space outfitted with a military-style bunk bed and nothing else.
He shut the door, locked it, and stalked me like prey. Before I could ask another question, he had me pressed to the far wall.
“Sid… what?” I gasped before his mouth took mine, ending any further protest. I wrapped my legs around his waist, groaning as his denim-clad erection pressed to my core. With the dress I was wearing, he was so close to where I needed him.
He removed my legs from his waist, long enough to tear my panties down my legs and freed himself from his jeans. His movements were jerky, his eyes nearly feral as he looked at me like I was his next meal.
I’d never been so turned on.
He sheathed himself in record time and grabbed my ass, hoisting me up once again. Before I could even form a thought, he was inside me.
I fought the groan that wanted to escape as he drove into me hard. I bit his shoulder, caught up in his savage mood. The tendons in his neck stood out, the muscles in his arms taut with tension as he took me harder than he ever had.
I wanted to scream, my orgasm was so powerful when it took me, but I managed to muffle the sound in his shoulder.
His movements became frantic and impossibly harder before he let out a low groan, releasing himself inside me.
We stayed like that, clutching each other, both breathing rapidly. He pulled back an inch, still inside me, and took my mouth. His lips made love to mine, countering the savage way he’d just fucked me. Both were equally beautiful.
He pressed his forehead to mine in a now familiar gesture that I’d grown to love.
“I love you, Sam,” he rasped.
My heart nearly stopped before it picked back up triple time. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close, grinning like the lovesick fool I was.
It felt all too soon that he was pulling out of me, sliding me down his body. He tucked himself back into his jeans as I picked up my ripped panties.
“I guess I’ll throw these out.” I laughed, feeling a giddiness that juxtaposed the ordeal we’d just been through.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his blue eyes concerned. “I was a little rough. I just—I needed you. I can’t explain it. That’s never happened to me before.”
I cupped his neck with my hand, looking up into his eyes. “I loved it, babe. I just hope no one heard us,” I added, biting my lip worriedly.
His thumb pulled gently, freeing my lower lip as he dipped low for another kiss. “We’re pretty far back here. But if they did hear, then they heard.” He shrugged.
“My brother is out there!” I exclaimed, horrified.
He chuckled. “I’ll pay for his therapist.”
“Ugh,” I groaned, dropping my head into my hand.
To their credit, no one gave us a hard time when we returned. There wasn’t one sideways glance or sarcastic comment, not even from Theo. Maybe they really didn’t know what we’d been doing. Or, maybe after what we’d been through that morning they knew we’d needed each other.