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thinking he wouldn’t mind eating her again.
    She nudged him. “For food,” she said opening a container.
    He cleared his throat and pulled on his ear. “Damn, didn’t know I was that transparent.”
    “Wasn’t too difficult to figure. You were staring at me when you said it.” She gave him a provocative look. “Food, now. Me, later.”
    “Works for me,” he said.
    When the takeout boxes were empty he moved off the bed and gathered them up.
    “I’ll take them down,” she said through a yawn.
    “Nope. You brought them up. I’ve got it.”
    When he returned, she was curled on her side, asleep. He stared at her, mesmerized, studying her carefully. Her hair, the delicate features of her face, her soft curves. She stirred and smiled. So did his body. For a moment he considered waking her then dismissed the idea. Instead he lowered himself carefully, doing his best not to move the bed too much.
    The moment he touched her she spooned against him, her back against his chest. He draped an arm over her, his hand naturally cupping a breast. She didn’t wake but sighed deeply. He drifted to sleep, feeling the rise and fall of her chest.
    He slept until his phone and watch alarms woke him. Celia now lay with her upper body across his. Regrettably he eased from under her soft weight then swung his feet to the floor and sat. Before he had the alarms turned off, she’d draped herself over his back, kissing his neck, biting his ear.
    “Thought you were asleep.”
    Her sleep-warmed arms went over his shoulders. Her hands glided over his chest, stopping at his nipples, tweaking.
    “One more time,” she wheedled, rubbing her hardened nipples on his back.
    “Celia, I can’t. I have to go.” He said it with no conviction and made no attempt to stop her. He liked what she was doing and his body was responding. “I have to be on base in an hour and a half.”
    She moved around him slowly and gracefully to straddle his lap. “One more time.” Her fingers played with the hair on his chest as she rubbed her hot wetness against his growing cock. “A quickie,” she said in his ear. “I’m already wet. I’ll touch myself and come fast.”
    Fuck. He was hard as a post and there was no way to hide it. “Can’t, no more condoms.” Not on him. He did have a box in the truck.
    She grew thoughtful then serious. “I had a physical two months ago. I’m good. I haven’t been with a man in a year and half. I get the birth control shot. I can show you the bill.” The tip of her tongue glided over her kiss-swollen lips. “I know you have to be cleared every three months. It’s thirty-five minutes to your base.” Her thumb played with the sweet spot below his tip. “Probably less, this time of day.”
    As she stroked and rubbed his small head, he did the time math in his big head. He’d worked on his gear all of yesterday. It was in his cage, packed and ready to go.
    She moved from stroking and pumping his painfully hard dick to cupping his balls and he caved.
    “I—can’t be late.”
    She didn’t hesitate. She pushed him to the bed, sliding her wet slit up his length, pinning his cock to his belly. She kept on moving until the slick opening was near his face. Grasping the headboard she rose on her knees.
    “Use your tongue like you did last night so I’m wet enough for you.”
    Fuck . She was already wet enough, but there was no way he’d pass up the opportunity to taste her. He held her hips and lapped until she jerked from his grip. He watched, hypnotized as she snaked her body down his then lowered her wicked hot lips to his, tasting her on him. Nipping his lower lip before she continued her journey down his body. Pausing to rub her breasts on his chest. His whole body trembled with the need of her.
    “Oh. That feels sooo good,” she said. Her unruly hair and intense gaze gave her a wild look.
    “Tell me— Ahhh— about it.” When her opening met his tip, she wiggled, working him inside, until he was in to the