Then Xenia stopped thinking. She grabbed his head and yanked him closer.
They may have lost some rhythm in the wild kiss, her teeth mashing against his lip, their noses bumping. But it was so, so good. Bright, hot desire careened through her and all she could think about was having more of him.
Axton groaned again and gripped her hips, moving her until her legs straddled his waist. The thick heat of his cock pressed against her, and this time she moaned. She undulated against him, grinding her hips down. Sensation sparked along her nerve endings.
She wanted to lick him, bite him, explore every single centimeter of his lean, hard body.
“Xenia…sweet mercy.” He tangled a hand in her hair and pulled her head back. His mouth was on her throat, his teeth scraping her skin.
Pure heat flashed through her, leaving her damp between her legs.
More, more, more.She gripped him harder, knocking them both over. They rolled across the floor, desperate for each other.
When they hit the wall, they broke apart, both of them panting.
Her gaze roamed his face. Seeing the desire—desire forher—stamped on his features made the air catch in her lungs. “We…shouldn’t do this.”
“We should.”
As she shook her head, she noticed a shadow on the wall behind him.
“Axton, look.” She scrambled off him and hurried over to the wall.
The panel was dented from where they’d rolled into it. It looked like there was space behind it.
“Stand back,” he said.
She moved aside and he slammed a hard kick at the panel. It broke inward.
She crouched, and felt him move up beside her. He flicked on his ion light, and they peered into the dark space.
“It looks like a tunnel,”Xenia said.
Axton shrugged back into his shirt and tried to focus. His cock was throbbing and his body was screaming at him to shove Xenia to the floor and strip her clothes off.
Escape first, Axton. Get out of here and then you can do that to her. On a nice, soft bed.“Yes, it’s a tunnel. But where does it go?’
“Let’s find out.”
“And if it leads to a trash incinerator?”
She gave him a tiny smile. “Don’t worry, Prime. I’ll protect you.”
“No. I’m going first.”
“No, you’re not.” She shouldered in front of him. “I’m the CenSec.”
He sighed. He suspected she’d argue with him until he gave in. He swept out an arm. “Fine. After you.”
She put her feet through the hole first, her hand gripping the torn metal. “It’s not very big.”
He stepped in close behind her. He was letting her go first, but he was as sure as hell staying right behind her.
Her firm ass brushed against him, and he rolled his eyes upward.
“Ready?” she asked.
If he got any more ready, he’d burst. “Yes.”