“Only if you like. It’s all cleared. We can’t be on the same team, but they want you. Gabriel recommended it.”
“I don’t like owing him a thing,” she said, frowning.
“You don’t. It’s payback for what he took from both of us. But I wouldn’t have agreed if I hadn’t thought you could be an asset. Have to warn you though, it’s not an easy job.”
“Or particularly safe?”
“No. I wouldn’t mind at all if you wanted to stay home and eat bon-bons all day.”
She wrinkled her nose. “I’d just get fat. Besides, I like being in the middle of the action. But I like the thought that my family didn’t die for nothing even more.”
They fell silent for a moment, and then Billy’s gaze sharpened. “Have we talked enough?”
She wrinkled her nose. “You’re the one who insisted.”
“Never claimed to be particularly smart,” he growled.
She raised her chin, gave him an equally quelling glance. “Make love to me.”
“Giving orders?”
“Since you just admitted you’re not the sharpest tool in the shed…”
He shook his head. “I’m gonna have to w
atch everything I say around you or it’ll come back to bite me in the ass.”
“I’m not spiteful. Just impatient. And Billy…” she said softly, “I’m very, very wet.”
His eyelids dipped, a small masculine smile stretched his lips. “Sure you’re up to it? You’re covered in bruises.”
“There are a few places that could still take a pounding.”
He snorted and kissed the tip of her nose. “I meant it, Gillian. I love you.”
She knew he hovered over her, waiting for her to say it back. They’d had a very strange courtship, and their lives would no doubt get stranger and darker in the days ahead. But she couldn’t imagine being without him. She bracketed his rugged face between her hands. “I love you, too.”
Then they both went to work on his uniform, starting to unbutton it, then both getting annoyed with the process. Fabric ripped, buttons popped, clothes sailed to the far side of the room, and then he was covering her, his large body settling gently over hers.
She opened her legs, inviting the insistent nudge of his cock.
He found her entrance and shoved inside, not stopping until he was balls-deep.
Her breath hitched, and her mouth opened around a moan that didn’t stop as he began to move.
“Tell me if I hurt you.”
“You’re hurting me. So good. Please don’t stop.”
“Don’t know if I can ever take it slow and easy with you, baby.”
“I’d be disappointed if you did.”
He planted his elbows beside her shoulders and cupped her cheeks between his large hands, fingers gently threading through her hair. “You don’t know how good this feels. You’re so damn wet.”
She smiled, breathing hard as he began to stroke faster, building heat and a delicious ache that obliterated any thought of twinges and pulled muscles in her body. “Doesn’t seem to take much. I hear your voice, catch a glimpse of your body, and I’m ready for it. Good thing we won’t be on the same team, or we’d be sneaking off every chance we got.”
“We could make dates to meet in the locker room.”