Under Fire (Love Over Duty #1)(76)

"So, sailor. Where do you hurt?" she asked, tilting her head to one side.

He stole a quick kiss. Couldn't resist the playfulness. "Everywhere."

"Everywhere?" she repeated.

"Everywhere."

Louisa took his belt in her hands, unbuckled it, and then released the button and zipper of his pants. "Well, I am going to need to check out everywhere to confirm that."



       
         
       
        

He placed his hands on either side of her head and kissed her hair gently, then released her and put his hands in the air in an act of surrender. "Be my guest."

She dropped to her knees, and the sight of her down there, especially when she looked up at him and winked, had blood rushing from one head to the other. He leaned back against the sink and grabbed the counter. Studiously, she untied his boots, and he toed them off. Then, slowly, she slid his pants and boxer briefs down his legs, easing them over his knees, which were a bloody, raw mess.

"Six," she said, sympathy lacing every word. "I need to clean these for you, honey."

Honey. It was the first time she'd called him anything other than Six. And he liked it more than he probably should.

"I was going to shower before I came to see you, but then you jumped me in the hallway."

"I didn't jump-okay, maybe I did. As your nurse, I insist on a shower  …  as long as you let me join you. Just to clean you up, of course."

"Purely medicinal. Got it," he said and reached into the shower to turn on the water.

Louisa wiggled out of her pajamas. "Do you need my assistance walking in, or can you make it on your own?"

"Funny, Lou," he said, tapping her ass to nudge her into the shower. Shit, she had a great ass.

She leaned her head back and he watched, slack-jawed, as water ran down her face, over her breasts, and between her legs. "Stand there," she said once she was deliciously wet.

"Yes, ma'am," he said and stepped under the spray, letting the hot water do its thing. She dropped to her knees again, this time with a cloth in her hands. He stood stoically as she washed his cuts. He'd had worse, much worse, and he ran his hand down the scar on his stomach.

Once she was done, she looked up at him, in no rush to get to her feet. "What else did you say hurts?" she asked. Her eyes drifted up to his cock, so he gripped it, pointing it in her direction.

"I'm pretty sure this does."

Her hands gripped his thighs, and her mouth opened. Those pretty pink lips of hers parted wide enough to let him inside. He resisted the urge to rock into her, clenching his ass and tightening his abs in a bid to let her take the lead on pace and depth. But damn, it was hard not to sink into the hot wetness. At first, she sucked the tip, leaving a trail of saliva and pre-cum on his cock, causing him to gasp at the visual.

"Goddamn, Lou," he breathed.

With both hands, he pulled her to her feet and kissed her soundly, passionately, savoring the way her wet, naked body felt against his. Then he lifted her into his arms.

"Your knees," she said, quickly. 

"I'm fine, Lou," he said, turning the shower off and leading them to his room without stopping to dry off. He placed her on his bed, and she got onto all fours to crawl into the center.

Fuck.

"Stay right there," he said gruffly as he reached for the condom and put it on.

The air felt cool to his heated body, water dripped from her wet hair onto the bed, yet he shivered as he gripped her hips and pulled her back to the edge of the bed. Holy shit. She was going to let him take her while he stood. "Mmm. You look seriously hot, Lou," he said, trailing a finger between the cheeks of her ass, going lower until he found her wetness. "Ready, too. I love that."

Six slid his finger into her and then another, scissoring them gently.

"Oh, Six," she cried out, lowering her forehead to the bed.

"Yeah. I feel it," Six said, his voice low. Tension suspended between them, like an elastic band ready to snap. He lined up his erection and pressed slowly into her. A groan escaped her lips, and his, as he pushed his way deeper until he was in as far as he could go and stopped.

"I wish you could see what I can, Lou. See the way you open for me, see how wet you are, how drenched my cock is."

Louisa shivered at his words. He gripped her hips tightly as he slid out and back in, the sensation leaving him dizzy and desperate. Unable to control herself, Louisa ground against him. "Yeah, push back against me. Do whatever feels good, Lou."

She bucked when his fingertips pressed against her clit in firm circles and her knuckles went white as she gripped the comforter with all of her might. He brushed his lips along her shoulder and pushed the hair off her face. "You feel so good, Lou," he growled in her ear. "Watching you as you are now, uninhibited, taking what you need from me, is so incredibly hot. Do you feel what you do to me?" He drove into her harder. "I want you, every part of you, so badly. I want your breath, your skin, your sweat, your orgasm. Give it all to me, Lou."