Dimitri's Moon by Aliyah Burke

Dimitri’s arm.
    “Keep your head in the game.”
    Dimitri smiled his thanks and his friend and chief went to a different seat. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and let the comfortable seats of the Sovereign aircraft cradle him as he drifted off to sleep.

    “Dimitri,” Landi’s voice moved over him like a powerful drug.
    “Yes, baby?”
    He looked at her over his shoulder and grinned at the picture she presented. She wore a hot pink halter top and tight white shorts that offset her toned, brown body. His cock stirred.
    “Are we going to eat soon?” She stretched out on the lounge seat. “I’m hungry.”
    “So am I,” he muttered under his breath. “Yes, just as soon as I grab my wallet.” Dimitri put down the wood he had been moving for their bonfire tonight and went inside the cabin.
    He looked out the window of the beach home he had rented for them for the weekend. Being in a smaller, out-of-the-way town meant they were pretty much secluded from other people. With a smile, Dimitri shoved his wallet in the back pocket of his chinos and tugged a clean shirt on over his head.
    Landi waited for him by the door and her eyes raked over him with appreciation as he put on his sandals. Her stare darkened with desire and she licked her full lips once. That single lick went straight from her mouth to his groin.
    “Ready?” she asked, approaching him.
    He looked at her and grinned. “Yes, ma’am. I most definitely am.”
    As his hand closed around her smooth one, Dimitri realized this was more than a weekend fling to him.
    Dinner was fun and full of teasing, sexual innuendos, and tons of fun.
    He loved how quick-witted she was, how sassy, how humorous. It had been a very long time since a woman had engaged him so completely.
    On their way back, they stopped at a small photo booth and took some pictures. Two sets of four. One for each of them.

    Dimitri stirred as the plane banked left. Opening his eyes, he took in movement as Scott walked past him. Sitting up fully, he smelled food and looked behind him to see Ernst handing out meals.
    “Good to see you awake, Merlin. Was about to kick you. Grab some chow,” Ernst said, holding a dish in his direction.

    Dimitri's Moon
    47
    As the eight members of the Megalodon Team ate dinner, they went over the mission one last time to make sure it was imprinted into their heads. No mistakes.

    The cold air cut through the numerous layers Landi wore as she hurried through the snowy slush to her apartment building. It was late, it was cold, and she was in one hell of a foul mood.
    New Year’s Eve and she was bitter. She could admit that. Business was great—not a single complaint in that department. It was her personal life that lacked. Having no one to kiss as the year turned over sucked brass balls. Big shiny ones.
    She snorted as she walked in her building. “Like I have a damn personal life!” Shrugging, she forced a smile as another tenant walked by. Instead of continuing on, he stopped and touched her arm.
    “Evening, Ilanderae,” he said. “Glad to see you back in town.
    And just in time for New Year’s Eve.”
    “Hello, Hanson. How are you doing? How are your kids?”
    He smiled. “We’re all doing great.”
    Shifting her weight slightly, Landi nodded. “Wonderful.” All I want is to get to my apartment and close out the outside world for a few hours.
    “So what about you? Any special plans for the big night?”
    Landi ground her teeth. She wasn’t in the mood for this. If she were a drinking woman, a large bottle would be in her future. As it was, she just wanted to relax and wallow in her pity.
    “No, Hanson, no plans.”
    “Humph, you need a man, Ilanderae.” He patted her arm.
    “Don’t worry, one day you’ll realize it’s not all about work.”
    Her smile was more of a grimace. “Give my best to your family.
    Goodnight, Hanson.”
    She walked toward the elevator, grateful when the doors closed behind her. Pressing the button for her floor, she