Fight For Her (Soldiers in Arms Book 1) by J.A. Bailey, Phoenix James Page B

nerve-endings electrified. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling of him deep inside her, his breath brushing her cheek, his arm firm about her.
    He began to move with her until they were fucking hard. She couldn’t keep her cries of pleasure away. When he moved a hand between her legs, she came instantly, her body convulsing around him. The orgasm was so powerful that she could hardly control herself. She cried out his name and dug her nails into his arm.
    “Jesus…Christ…” Jake stiffened and groaned into her hair as the last pulses of her orgasm ebbed away.
    She felt his cum flood her ass. He buried his head against her. “You’re amazing,” he told her again.
    Waverly almost believed him. She held him tight and closed her eyes for fear of letting slip a few tears. How was she ever going to let this man go?

    Letting the water slip down his back, Walker tilted his head into the shower and scrubbed his face. Damn, he was exhausted.
    But it had been so worth it. Waverly was the most fucking extraordinary woman he’d ever met. Hell, he was getting hard just thinking about her and they’d spent most of the night enjoying each other.
    He sucked in a breath to quell his erection and tried to distract himself from thoughts of slipping into that tight ass again. She needed a rest and she certainly didn’t need him fucking her ass again so soon.
    Walker finished washing up and dried himself off on a towel. Slinging it around his waist, he peered out of the bathroom at Waverly. Sprawled on her front, she slept with her head burrowed against the pillow and her hair a wild mess about her. He smiled. She was exhausted.
    Opting to dress quick and not disturb her, he quietly closed the door and tiptoed downstairs. His stomach grumbled and no doubt Waverly would be hungry too. He’d go grab them some coffee and something to eat and then talk about their plans for the day. Because he sure as hell wasn’t willing to lose out on any more time with her.
    He grimaced to himself. The realization had hit him during the night. He was meant to let her go. That wasn’t new. But the idea that actually, no matter how damned hard he tried to tell himself that he would, there was no chance he could let her go had struck him like a hammer over the head. How could he have been so dense to think he could let her move on?
    So he would have to do something to persuade her to stay.
    But first he’d get breakfast.
    He strolled down the road and greeted a few of the early risers. Walter Morgan, the owner of the local drugstore, was sticking up a notice in the window and stopped to say good morning.
    “You’re up a little early, aren’t you?”
    “Just getting some breakfast.”
    “No doubt you’ve been spending some time with that pretty little waitress over at the Fox Hole.” The old man winked.
    Walker lifted a shoulder.
    “I don’t blame you. I was the same in my day.”
    Walker peered at the poster. “You’re renting out the flat?” He glanced up at the flat above the store.
    “Yup. Old tenant is leaving soon. Didn’t give us much damned notice about it either. Gotta to fill it quick or it will cost me a pretty penny to keep it.”
    Walker was an idiot if he thought it was a sign.
    Yeah, he was an idiot.
    “I might have someone who’s interested. I’ll let you know.”
    “Great, have a good one, Walker. Enjoy your morning.” Walter gave him another wink. Apparently the whole town knew about him and Waverly.
    He stopped by the bakery to grab some coffee and pastries and headed back to the bar. Justice was likely still asleep too, so all was quiet. He found Waverly bundled up in bed.
    “Morning.”
    She grumbled and lifted her head out of the duvet. “Where did you go?”
    He placed the coffee and the pastries on the side. She shifted to sitting.
    “Smells good.”
    “Thought you could do with some sustenance.”
    Her cheeks colored a little. “I am hungry.”
    “Stomach feeling good?”
    She nodded.