SharedObjectives by Chandra Ryan Page A

inner muscles of her sex around
him. “Yeah, just like that.”
    He thrust into her faster and harder this time. Her body was
so inviting that the sensation almost overwhelmed him. Already his muscles were
tense and begging for release. Three days of craving her had left him on edge.
But he wanted to make sure she enjoyed this as much as he did. He slid his hand
between them so he could stroke her clit as he repeatedly thrust into her. He
couldn’t last long but she didn’t appear to be far behind him. In a matter of
minutes, she called out his name as her body shook in release. Just watching
her come brought him to the edge and that was before he felt the muscles of her
sex contract around him—milking his cock. His climax slammed into him with
harsh demand. His balls tightened and a tingling swept down his spine as he
rode out the intense release until contentment settled over him. “That was
amazing.”
    She smiled lazily up at him as she gently placed a hand over
his heart. “Phenomenal.”
    He could stare down at that face for an eternity.
Unfortunately, as he heard the door to the command central open, he realized he
didn’t have that kind of time. “Shit.” He used his body to shield hers as much
as possible.
    “God, Dixie. If you’re going to get laid in here, the least
you could do is lock the door. Or put a belt on the knob or something.” Ben’s
tone was teasing as his footsteps entered the room. “I mean, I shouldn’t have
to see your bare ass this early in the morning.”
    When he’d heard the door open, he hadn’t thought things
could possibly get worse. He realized now how wrong he’d been.
    “Shit.” This time it was Lisa who muttered the word.
    “Lisa?” Ben’s voice had lost its jovial tone. “Seriously?
You screwed Lisa? In the control room? You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”
    Dixie didn’t have to look behind him to know Ben had stormed
out of the room. The slamming of the door told him that.
    “Well, that was certainly awkward.” She laughed but the
sound had a bitter ring to it. “I’m sure I’m one of Ben’s favorite people now.”
    Dixie didn’t like the way her face had drained of color. He
preferred her with the rosy glow she’d had just before Ben had walked in on
them. “It’s okay. I’ll fix it.” He pulled out of her and disposed of the condom
before he tugged his boxers and pants back up. She sat up but then sank her
head into her hands. This was not the start he wanted or had envisioned to
their relationship. And that’s what he planned this to be—the start to
something. “Lisa?” He squatted down in front of the desk and he put his palm
under her chin so he could guide her to look at him. “I’ll fix this.”
    “He’s Nate’s father.” The words were rushed like some
tortured confession.
    He was certain his smile held some sorrow, but he did his
best to hide the emotion. He couldn’t believe how badly he’d screwed this whole
thing up. They should’ve had this talk before they’d had sex. He’d just gotten
so carried away that he’d forgotten about all the complications surrounding
them. “I did the math that first night,” he said with a shrug. “I know it’s
important for you to be on good terms with him. He’s my closest friend. This is
important to me too. When I say, ‘I’ll fix this,’ they aren’t hollow words.”
    She took a deep breath but then ventured a sad smile of her
own. “Thank you.”
    “I do need to know something before I go find him, though.”
Wanting to touch her, he tucked a loose lock of hair behind her ear.
    “Anything.”
    “What is it that you want here? I’m not going to lie. I like
you. A lot. Have since the beginning.” He sighed as he ran his fingers through
his short hair. “Probably since I got your file. You’re smart, kind and tough
as hell.”
    “I don’t know if I’d go so far as tough. I’ve been abducted
twice already.”
    “Tough isn’t the same thing as strong. You’ve