Second Chance with His Army Doc

Pushing the memory from his mind, he continued his exploration of her body. Tracing his hands up her velvety, lean thighs, following closely with his lips, leaving a trail of feather-light kisses. Then, finally, when he could hardly make himself wait any longer, he rested her leg on his shoulder, hooked her pretty underwear to one side, and buried his head in her honeyed heat.

Finally.

And his glorious Mattie cried out, her hips moving and bucking until he had to take them in his hands and hold her steady, licking deeper into her, sucking that sensitive bud and gently grazing the soft skin with his teeth. Not hard. Just enough. Driving her—both of them—wild. She was coming apart under his mouth and he couldn’t get enough of her.

‘Kane... I can’t...not like this...’ she gasped, even as her hands gripped his shoulders as though a part of her thought to push him away but the rest of her couldn’t bring herself to do any such thing.

He wanted to tell her to relax, but that would have meant lifting his head from her sweetness, and he didn’t think he could stand to do that. Instead, he licked deeper, sucked harder, until her fingers were biting painfully into his muscles, until she was trembling in his hands, and until she was crying out for him.

And still he didn’t stop. He didn’t wait for her to come back down, he simply kept going, driving her through one orgasm and straight on to the next. This time, as she began to fall, moving hotter and wilder, he plunged first one finger inside her, and then another, propelling her on until she screamed his name and her legs buckled beneath her.

His.

And he realised he was never again going to allow her to be anyone else’s.

By the time Mattie came back to herself the second time, she was already sprawled over the hotel bed and Kane was moving over her, finally naked. She reached for him instinctively.

‘That was...’ She shook her head, tailing off.

For over a decade she’d told herself that she was remembering Kane through the sentimental, syrupy glow of a nostalgic first love. That being with him couldn’t have really been that spectacular. That earth-shattering.

But after this, tonight, there was no way she was ever going to be able to tell herself that lie again. Because nothing, nothing had never matched this incredible gift that Kane had just given her.

Worse, she knew now that nothing ever would.

‘Mattie? Everything okay?’ He paused, bracing himself above her as if he was about to stop.

She had the terrifying premonition that if he did stop, she would die.

‘Everything is perfect,’ she whispered, looping her hands around his neck and pulling him down to her.

And when he gathered her in his arms, rolling them both over so that she was astride Kane, with him nudging at her heat, she had the feeling that it really was perfect.

‘I can’t promise you I’ll last,’ he warned her grimly, making her feel more wanted than ever.

‘All the more chance to do it again and again.’ A soft laugh escaped her throat. ‘All night if we have to.’

‘I don’t think one night is going to be long enough.’

It was enough to make her body soar even as a hundred new questions began to swarm in her head, but he didn’t give her chance to dwell on them. Taking hold of her hips in his large hands, he shifted her until he was sliding inside her. The way she’d never thought Kane would ever do again. Hotter, tighter, and even better than everything she’d pretended not to remember all these years.

And then he began to move. In and out. A slow, lazy rhythm that seemed to pulse right through her, and for the third time that night her world began to spin. Mattie could feel herself losing her grip, and nothing had ever felt more right.

She flattened her hands on his chest, tipping herself forward and lodging him that bit deeper, making them both groan, loving how Kane began to move faster as though he couldn’t help himself.

‘Let go,’ she whispered, letting her hair drop to brush over his chest the way she had so many times all those years before.

It was like flipping a switch. Without another word, Kane gripped her more tightly around her hips and began to plunge deeper as everything left in Mattie burst into bright, magnificent flames. A searing, perfect fever that seemed to consume her whole. She was splintering with every thrust, shattering into a million perfect fragments that she didn’t think she would ever be able to piece back together.

And she didn’t care.

All she could do was cling on for the ride, as Kane finally drove his way home.

CHAPTER FOUR

‘THEY’RE COMING IN NOW, ma’am.’

‘Thank you, Corporal.’ Mattie acknowledged the young girl as her team looked out at the skies.