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smacked his palms onto the mattress and wadded the sheet.
    She slid over him until her shoulders were between his thighs. Greg lifted his knees, then spread them wide onto the bed. Lani sucked one testicle into her mouth, tongue laving circles over it. She pressed her thumbs upward, promising a touch to his erection that she never gave. Greg writhed beneath her. His soft groans made her juices flow, her clit swell. Releasing his sac, she ran the flat of her tongue up his penis.
    His hold on the sheet faltered. Fingers flailed to grab her, then fell to her shoulders. He rubbed frantic circles over her skin. Lani flashed her tongue over the tag of flesh near the crown, blew over the tip, sucked in the precum gathered there, and wandered downward once more. Greg whimpered. His sac was harder now, hugging his body. She loved when he got like that, like he couldn’t wait to empty himself in her. She wrapped her hand around the top and tugged his testicles gently downward.
    “You’re killing me,” he gasped.
    “Am I?” She used her tongue to separate his balls, then sucked the other one into her mouth.
    She felt his cock twitch as heat swamped his groin, his body locked. Lani eased away.
    “I want you inside me.” She came to her knees and ran her hands over her breasts. Greg’s hands replaced hers, molding around her tits until her nipples were ripe and swollen. God knew her clit was.
    She crawled astride his hips and rubbed her pussy over his erection. Greg grabbed his cock with one hand, raking the tip over her clit while his other hand tweaked her nipple. Now she was on the brink, so close to coming, she could taste it. Hands braced on his chest, she rode the oncoming wave.
    Greg grabbed her hips and lifted her slightly. “Put it where you want it, sweetheart.” He rubbed his erection over her slit. They found each other at the same time and eased together as one.
    “Damn…” He ground into her. “I swear I could fuck you a thousand times and your pussy just keeps getting better and better. So tight. So hot. So wet.” He thumbed her clit. “Ride me. Make us come, baby.”
    Her brain shut down, and her body took over. He moved in time with her frantic gyrations, each thrust harder and hotter than the one before.
    Lani’s orgasm built, stoked by the relentless drive of his thumb and cock into her, her clenching vaginal muscles. They climaxed at the same time, straining into the force, letting the tension rattle their bones and the blessed release sag their muscles.
    Emotion hit her from out of nowhere. A gasp. Her heart squeezed. A sob. Tears.
    “Shh, it’s okay.” Greg hugged her close and rolled her beneath him, kissing her, caressing her, soothing as only he could. “I’ve got you, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”
    If only he knew how true that statement was. If only she could tell him.

Chapter Five

    Lani rolled into her parking spot in front of the Provost Marshal’s Office at sharp. Major Kenyon’s spot beside hers was vacant. That meant he was either not at work or standing tall before the commanding general, answering the volley of questions swarming around the deaths of Regina Whittaker and Roger Tipton. She had a sinking feeling it was the former, and the person called on the CG’s carpet at any moment would be her.
    The oatmeal she’d had for breakfast congealed in her stomach. Cutting the engine, she tried Kenyon’s cell and home numbers. Both rolled over to voice mail. More worry churned her gut. At this time of day, Nerine would be getting the kids ready for school. Someone should have answered the home phone. Despite the fact she knew she didn’t have Nerine’s cell phone number programmed into her phone, Lani scrolled through the numbers anyway. Nothing. The major would have emergency contact numbers somewhere in his desk. A desk he kept locked.
    Nothing a tire iron won’t fix.
    The question remained: how desperate was she?
    Lani tapped her fingers on the console. One of their marines