Page 90 of Army
Army brought her hand up to his mouth and kissed it. “With trust, you can surrender, and I can let all those demons inside you come out to play.”
How does he know this is exactly what I want … what I need?“I surrender to you,” she whispered.
“Come over here.” He gestured to his lap and she went over and curled up in it, cocooned in his powerful arms. “You are my dark fire,” he said against her hair.
They sat like that until his phone started to ring and broke through their comfortable silence. “Sorry, baby. I gotta take this.”
Mia climbed off his lap and he went into the garage and closed the door. Her body was still tingling from anticipation and fear. Never in her life had she trusted anyone as implicitly as she had Army. Growing up, she’d learned to trust her intuition to try and stay one step ahead of her mother’s wrath, thus gaining loads of mistrust for her mother, and later on men.
She stood by the kitchen sink rinsing a pot, and Army sneaked up from behind and hugged her close to him. He bit and kissed her neck, then whispered in her ear, “Mine.” Sparks of desire traveled from her nipples down to her pulsing sex, and she moaned and pressed her head against his shoulder.
“I gotta go out for a little bit. Some club business came up, but I should be back in less than an hour,” he said as he squeezed her tight.
Mia wanted to ask him if it involved the Satan’s Pistons, but she was afraid. At some point she had to tell him about Vic, but she kept pushing it away, pretending that it wasn’t between them. “Did you see anyone in a red sports car when you came over here?”
He turned her at the waist so she faced him. “What’re you talking about?”
“Did anyone follow you to my place?”
“No. Why? Is someone messin’ with you?”
She told him about the guy in the red car and how she was positive he had been following her. A knot of muscles at the side of his jaw pulsed.
“Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?”
“I didn’t think about it. Anyway, I haven’t seen him in about a week. It’s probably just a groupie.” She laughed half-heartedly, her gut telling her that wasn’t true.
“Next time you see him, get his plates. I’ll find out who the fucker is and straighten him out.”
As she nestled her head against his chest, she felt safe and protected. He kissed her forehead then pulled back. “I have to get going.” He grasped her hand and they walked to the front door.
“When you get back call me so I can open the garage door. You can park your bike in there.” She didn’t want to take any chances with his motorcycle parked in front of her house.
“Sure, babe. Put the alarm on. I’ll be back.” He stepped onto the porch. “When I get back I better find you naked and in a pair of heels.” He turned around and walked to his bike.
Dampness laced Mia’s panties and she felt a full body flush as she latched the screen door. Every nerve throbbed in anticipation of what was to come as she stood watching him until he turned the corner, then she locked the door and set the alarm.
* * *
A warm andfuzzy golden glow from two dozen red candles illuminated the bedroom, sending out showers of highlights while casting everything beyond its ambit in darkness. Hypnotic swirls of smoke escaped into the air from a stick of vanilla incense, wrapping the room in the sensual and luxurious scent. Metal power ballads from Manowar, Skid Row, Winger, Tesla and other artists played softly from a small speaker illuminated by a table lamp in the corner of the room.
The flickering candlelight reflected in Army’s blue eyes making them sparkle and blaze at the same time. He raked his gaze slowly down her naked body and up again as she stood in front of him near the bed. Mia trembled and her skin felt hot—flushed, as arousal coursed just below its surface.
“So sexy,” he said hoarsely as his eyes met hers.
Mia’s body had been a medley of emotions since Army had left, only growing bigger as the minutes ticked away the time. She’d showered, dabbed some cinnamon oil on her pulse points, and made the room ready for their night of love. Sitting still while waiting for Army to return practically drove Mia to the brink of hysteria. When he’d finally called and asked her to open the garage door, she almost broke down and cried from relief. Her body was zinging and zapping all over the damn place, and the way Army was taking his time frustrated and enthralled her.
“Come closer,” he ordered. Army reached out and touched her and she sighed deeply. His hand skimmed over her in a feather-like touch. She sucked in her breath and looked deeply into his gaze. All of a sudden, he grasped her nipples and rolled them between his thumbs and forefingers. They strained in tight peaks and an electric current singed through her. A deep moan broke free from her lips, and she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, reveling in the delicious ache throbbing in those hardened points.
“Look at me. I want you to watch me play with your tits,” he said in a calm but stern voice.
Her eyes snapped open and met the intensity of his stare as he twisted and tugged on her nipples.
“Harder,” she breathed.
Raging desire fluttered through her veins.
“Harder.”
