Hero By Night (Independence Falls 3)
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“Chad,” she cried. “Oh God, Chad.”
In that moment, as she floated off into orgasmic bliss, staring into his wide-eyed, wild gaze, touching him, feeling him beneath her . . . in that moment, she felt at home with her feelings. That sensation might be as fleeting as her orgasm, but she’d take it. For now, this was enough.
HEARING HER SCREAM his name, watching her let go of the control that boxed her in and also kept her holding on, he wanted more. He held back, unwilling to barrel toward the finish line now that she’d come.
Slowly, the sexy chant of “Chad, oh God, Chad” faded and her movements slowed. She smiled down at him, her long hair falling forward, obscuring his view of her breasts as she pressed her palms against his chest. Keeping his hands on the headboard, he fought the urge to move his arms and brush it away.
“Your turn,” she murmured, her fingertips tracing light, teasing circles around his nipples. “Are you ready?”
He thrust his hips up into her, reminding her of his hard, aching cock buried deep inside her. “What do you think?”
“I think I want to hear you scream my name now.” Sitting up, she started to move, running her hand up to her breasts, covering them, teasing them. Every moment brought him closer.
“Stop holding back,” she ordered.
“Lena,” he growled, wanting more—everything she had to give. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
She drove him wild, offering everything she could, pushing the boundaries without breaking apart. He took it. Letting go. He lost himself in her beauty, in the roaring, demanding lust, in her—and something more—something that tugged at his heart. His last thought as he came, calling her name . . . what would happen when she left?
He closed his eyes, pushing the questions away. Right now, he had her and he’d take whatever she was willing to give.
“Chad?” she murmured. “Still with me?”
“Yeah.” He opened his eyes, struggled to get his ragged breathing under control. “I’m with you.”
Slowly, she broke their intimate contact, moving to the edge of the bed. “Do you need me to go get Hero to help calm you down?”
He reached over, grabbed a pillow, and tossed it at her. “I don’t need your dog, Lena.” Slowly, he lowered his arms, allowing the blood to return to his hands. He patted the bedside next to him. “I want you.”
He watched her chest rise as she sucked in a deep breath and held it, her fingers curling into the pillow he’d tossed at her.
“But maybe you should go check on your four-legged friend?” he said, offering an out. One look at her white knuckles and he knew cuddling pushed the limits.
The familiar sound of his cell phone filled the studio apartment. Chad sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed.
“I’d ignore it,” he said, retrieving the phone from the pile of discarded clothes. “But—”
“Your brother is still in the hospital,” she said, freeing Hero. “I understand.”
He nodded, touching the screen before raising the phone to his ear. “Chad here.”
“Hey, it’s Eric. Glad I caught you.”
“What’s up?” He moved to the kitchenette, his brow furrowed with concern. “Did Georgia make it home all right? When we left the range, she was still there.”
“She’s in the kitchen making dinner right now,” Eric said. “I’m calling with some good news. Luke took the job and he can start tomorrow.”
“So we’re green-lighted to fly?”
“Yes,” Eric said. “I know it’s short notice, but I could use you on the harvest site north of town. I thought you could take your new copilot for a test flight tomorrow and then head over there and check out the site, talk to the crew chief.”
“Yeah, I can do that,” h
e said, trying not to sound like a kid who’d been offered the freaking keys to the candy store. This was it. His dream, his dad’s dream, transforming into reality. “Tell Luke I’ll meet him at the helicopter bright and early.”
Chad ended the call and turned to face Lena. She’d slipped her dress on while he’d been on the phone, and Hero sat by her side.
“I guess this means the plan worked,” she said, her left hand reaching for her golden retriever.