letting him know.
The music changed to a slower, sensual number. Hannah’s head went to his shoulder and they swayed. Two bodies as one. He closed his eyes and held onto the fantasy, that this was how it could be between them.
Her lips whispered up his neck, her tongue grazing his skin. Blood pumped into his cock, hardening his already inconvenient erection.
“Hannah.” Her name sounded more like a growl.
“Shh,” she said against his mouth.
He was a government-created killing machine, and she commanded him with a single syllable. Not even a word.
Hannah’s kiss was flavored with coconut, sweetness, and heat. He groaned into her mouth and pulled her closer. Was there any hope of remaining in control? She continued to sway, rubbing against his dick trapped between them with each pass, while her mouth worked wonders.
Another couple bounced into them, sending Mason staggering sideways, Hannah in his arms.
Damn, his head was spinning from that kiss.
“Sorry,” the older gentleman said with a sheepish smile.
“Don’t worry about it,” Mason replied.
Hannah chuckled and nuzzled his neck, not fazed in the least.
Christ, he couldn’t hold out, not when she kissed him like that.
“Hannah—”
“Will you just stop—please? I don’t want to argue or fight. I just want to dance, okay?”
There was no future for them. Just now. His head buzzed with the thought.
Would a memory be better than a dream?
He swallowed.
“Hannah?”
She sighed and picked her head up off his shoulder.
“When we go home, we know how it has to be.” He cupped her cheek and the rest of the world went a little fuzzy around the edges. “What if—what if we just have now?”
“What do you mean?” She stared at him, that shield of hers coming up. Could he blame her? He’d pushed her away so many times.
It was a bad, bad idea...but it was the only loophole.
“I’m saying, all rules are off while we’re here.” Just saying it sent a giddy thrill of lust through him.
“Are you serious?” Her gaze narrowed.
“Yeah. Going home’s going to suck balls, but at least we’ll know what it would be like, right?”
“You’re serious.”
“I am.”
Was she?
Those two words were so liberating. She could say no, it was still her choice, but damn, he hoped she said yes.
Hannah’s mouth worked without sound and her lashes fluttered. God, it was cute. He was used to bossy Hannah, telling him what to do. Angry Hannah, ready to yell at him. But breathless, lost for words Hannah? That was a new one.
He leaned in and kissed her, suckling her lower lip into his mouth. There would be other things in his mouth tonight if he got his way, but he’d start here. Her arms wrapped around his neck, nearly strangling him with how tight she held on.
The broke apart as the music picked up, drowning out his thoughts.
Hannah grabbed his hand and tugged him off the dance floor, out past the bar toward the ocean. They gravitated toward the stone-lined path leading toward a line of changing tents.
“Mason, are you serious?” She stopped in the middle of the path. They were alone. Whatever they said now, it was just between them. No one could take the moment back to her father or the Admiral. It was theirs.
He picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles, never once breaking eye contact.
“I am.” Seeing her with someone else later on would make him rage, but at least for this time, here and now, she’d be his. “Are you sure I’m what you want? Or would any guy at Aegis do?”
“What?” She snatched her hand away, giving him his answer.
“Just saying, I never quite figured out if it was me, or knowing your dad wouldn’t like you with one of his guys.” He reached for her hand but she hid them behind her.
“You seriously think that’s me?” She took a step back, her face shocked and angry.
“Now I know it’s not. I had to ask.” He circled her waist, grasping her clenched hands and bumped their noses together.
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