Nobody Knows (SWAT Generation 2.0 11)

I groaned and pulled her even more into me, pressing those breasts into my chest.

She squeaked and pulled away. “Your sweatshirt is cold.”

Was it?

I leaned backward and tugged it off by latching on to the back of the neck hole, arching my shoulders so that the entire thing could come off in one swoop.

Seconds after that, the damn thing fluttered to the ground, discarded and forgotten at our feet.

Her breath hitched when her bare chest pressed against mine.

“Now your pants,” she groaned. “I’ve been wanting to get a look at your dick all night.”

“Are you trying to say that I’ve been doing a bad job at hiding it?” I asked curiously as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my sweats and slowly started to lower them.

She paused with her leggings pushed about midway down her butt.

I could just barely make out the curly brown hair covering her mound.

I didn’t stop pushing my pants down but did it slow enough that I could see her breath start to come out in pants.

“We should probably not do this,” she admitted as she licked her lips.

My dick was just about to pop free when she moaned and closed her eyes.

“Shit,” she said as she shoved her pants and panties down faster than I ever imagined they could be peeled down. Then she was kicking them off so hard that they sailed across the room and hit the window across the room.

My lips quirked as my dick popped free and she slowly peeked one eye back open.

She shivered deliciously before her eyes narrowed on what I knew she was going to see.

The scars.

This was why I hadn’t slept with anyone else since I’d gotten back.

I didn’t want to have to explain.

But with Sierra? I knew that I didn’t have to explain anything. That was what made her even more appealing.

I didn’t have to say where the scars came from. I didn’t have to tell her that I just couldn’t sleep because every time I closed my eyes, I was back where I never should’ve been. I didn’t have to tell her anything, because she already knew.

Sure, she didn’t know the most minute of details. But she knew that something had happened. She knew that I’d been captured. She knew that I’d been held prisoner and that things hadn’t gone in my favor.

And I knew she wouldn’t ask anything of me. At least, not tonight.

Her eyes lifted to mine, her heart in her eyes, but no words on her lips.

Which was exactly what I fucking needed right then and there.

Kicking my sweats off seconds later, I closed the gap between us and picked her up.

She quietly wrapped her arms around my neck, and her legs around my waist, and looked down into my eyes.

We didn’t need words as I kissed her. We didn’t need to say anything, because this was honestly a long time coming.

We were both kidding ourselves if we thought that this wouldn’t happen.

I’d been attracted to her since I’d joined the SWAT team and seen her at one of the first family functions I’d attended. Now, knowing that she’d been my pen pal for years? That sealed the deal.

I wanted her, and I was going to make her mine.

Her breath caught when she pulled back and read the truth in my eyes. The truth that I didn’t try to hide.

“This is insane,” she said. “But I’m insane. So this works for me.”

I chuckled against her lips as I pushed her up against the wall and pressed her against it.

Her back arched as her bare skin met the cool wood.

But neither one of us changed positions as I slowly pulled back and allowed my dick to press up between us.

She moaned and buried her face in my neck, her mouth slowly moving sensually up and down the length of my throat.

I’d had a lot of memories when it came to my throat. Hands on it that crushed my airway so that oxygen couldn’t get in or out. Hands holding me underwater as they waterboarded me and tried to pry information out of me. Information that I didn’t have. Hell, at one point in time, I’d even had fucking chains locked around my neck.

Needless to say, when her lips met where I’d always wondered if I could handle touch again? I was hesitant. But then a slow buildup of fire started to roll down the length of my spine with each pass of her lips.

And when she started to bring her tongue into the mix? Yeah, I was convinced that anything Sierra wanted to do to my body would be okay based solely on how good it felt to have her mouth in such an innocent spot.

“Put it inside,” she urged.

I squeezed my eyes tightly closed as my hand tensed on her ass, my fingers digging into the soft flesh.