Page 48 of Unintended Love

“Is everybody in agreement then?” Kayla asked the room. When nods and mumbles of yes were replied, she announced, “So tonight after dark, we fly to Texas for the weekend. Ashlin, file a flight plan, please. I’ll shoot Katlin a memo right after I finish my lunch, not that she’s going to care.” Kayla picked up a plate and started to make a salad.

Clint stood behind her in the buffet line and leaned down and whispered into her ear, “I’m so sorry I can’t take you out to the Michelin five-star restaurant that I have reservations at tomorrow night for your birthday. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

Ashlin glanced over her shoulder at her husband, “I’m sure San Antonio has excellent restaurants as well.”

He leaned down and pecked her lips with a quick kiss. “I’ll get right on that.”

“You can do that while I file the flight plan.”

As they began to stand after lunch, Kayla announced, “Let’s head home. Ladies, we’ll figure out who’s flying and needs to sleep this afternoon. Ashlin, would you please escort the men to the plane this evening? It will be easier for them to get on base. I’ll contact Guardian Security and have them pick you all up at the hotel in one vehicle. I’ll have them send a second for the gear. We’ll all meet up at the plane. Clint, would you please double-check with Van to be sure he has received our updated weekend plans. He will need to pick up our little bird at Joint Base Andrews. He’ll have to meet us at Lackland Air Force Base just outside San Antonio, Texas.”

Clint snickered, “Not a problem. We left there on Tuesday.”

Ashlin had just closed the door and flipped the security lock to what had been their private haven for the past several nights when Clint pressed his muscular chest against her back, pinning her against the door.

“I’m looking forward to some afternoon delight.” He rocked his hard cock into her back while his hands moved to her breasts from each side. He kissed his way down the side of her neck from her ear to the top of her spine.

She shivered in anticipation.

“I want you right now, right here.” He unbuttoned her blouse with ease, teasing her breasts through her bra. She caught herself bending and moving her hips side to side, rubbing against his stiff cock. She wanted to turn around and caress his length through his dress slacks, but she was enjoying the feel of his hands all over her too much.

He unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and pulled them down with her panties. One-handed, he released himself. He tried to enter her from behind, but he quickly realized she was too short in this position. He picked her up by the hips and carried her to the couch, bending her over the back, so she was the perfect height for him.

“Hang on, Tiger. I’m not going to last long.” He kissed the small of her back. “But I promise to make it good for you when I’m done.”

Clint didn’t lie. He finished in just a few strokes before collapsing onto her back, panting. As soon as his breath slowed, he pulled out and picked her up and carried her to the other side, gently laying her on the cushions. Like him, it didn’t take long before she came to the magic of his fingers.

“I owe you one more.” Clint picked her up off the couch and carried her into bed, where he stripped off the rest of her clothes and her shoes before removing his own. He spent nearly an hour kissing every inch of her body, mapping every curve and line with his fingers and tongue.

“Clint, no more teasing, please.” If he didn’t slide into her right then she was going to pin him to the bed, climb on top of him, and ride him, reverse cowgirl, the way he liked it.

“Whatever you want, wife of mine.” He slid into her and slowly withdrew. He pushed in so deep she could feel them hit bottom. Holding there, he extended his arms as though doing a push-up and stared into her face with those gorgeous deep blue eyes. “I wish I could stay here like this forever, inside you. You surrounding me. We belong together. When I’m deep inside you, like this, I feel like this is where I’m supposed to be.”

His honesty almost made her want to cry. She felt the same way but didn’t have the right words for it. She couldn’t say them, even if she formulated any words at all, because her throat was so tight. “Me too,” she finally squeaked out.

Relief seemed to wash over his face. He leaned down and gave her a slow kiss. “I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels this way.” He pumped in and out of her, but she couldn’t seem to get there until he reached between them and rubbed the underside of her clit with his thumb. She flew off the edge and deep into ecstasy.

They spent the afternoon in bed, enjoying the quiet time together, napping in each other’s arms. When room service was finally delivered around eight, they had already dressed for the trip to Texas.

As Clint wheeled the catering cart into the hall, she glanced around the suite. For the first time since they’d exchanged their vows, she’d felt like a wife in this hotel room. They’d returned from work each day, changed their clothes, and met friends for drinks and dinner. Yes, they were coworkers, but they had become more in just a few days. Then she and Clint would return to their hotel suite and make love several times before dawn.

“I need to make a phone call to Dell and make sure he got everything I wanted and it will be there tomorrow morning,” Clint announced when he walked into the suite.

“I need to check the weather once more before we head to Black Swan.” She had noticed a storm was passing through the Midwest, but thought since they were leaving so late, and they usually fly above storms, they would miss it.

There was a knock at the door. Clint was closer, so he opened it to find Boomer standing nervously in the hall.

“Clint.” Boomer’s gaze drifted to Ashlin. “I’m sorry if I’m interrupting, but I need to speak to you in private.”

Chapter 19

What the hell could Boomer need to talk to me about in private? Clint glanced at Ashlin who dropped her head a fraction of an inch. He loved the fact that she was a professional. She could quickly separate their personal relationship from work. She understood his responsibility as a team leader.

“Hi, Boomer,” she greeted their team member with a smile. “If you’ll excuse me, please, I have to check flight weather.”

“Thanks, Ashlin.” He grinned. “I’d appreciate a smooth ride, especially since I intend to sleep.”

As soon as she closed the bedroom door, Clint gestured toward the living room area. “Am I going to need a drink for this?” He pointed to the bar.