was no longer an option, although I tried being honorable enough not to seduce you.”
“But then I seduced you,” she said quietly.
He smiled. “No, I think that night we seduced each other. Everything we did was mutual.”
“Yes, it was.” She took another sip of her wine. “I spoke with Godpop 2 today and he told me your assignment ended but you decided to stay. Why?”
Okay, no beating around the bush this time, Flipper decided. “The reason is that by then I had fallen in love with you. In all honesty, in my heart you stopped being an assignment the first time I made love to you. I crossed the line of what was honorable, and I knew why. Because I felt you here, Swan,” he said, pointing to his heart. “I felt you here in a way I’ve never felt before. No woman has ever been here, Swan. But during the one time you shouldn’t have, you got there anyway.”
“And now? How do you feel now?”
He placed his beer bottle aside and turned toward her. “Now you are still in my heart. Even more so. I love you so much I ache on the inside when I’m not with you. I love you so much I think of you even at times I shouldn’t.”
He reached out and took her hand in his. “Now I need to know, Swan, just how you feel about me.”
* * *
Swan felt the gentle tug on her hand and, surprising even herself, she moved to sit in his lap.
When he wrapped his arms around her, she felt comfort flow through her. She turned in his lap to look down at him. He’d given her answers to all her questions, now she intended to give him answers to his.
“I love you, David. I fought it at first. I didn’t know about you being present-day military, but I also had a problem...not with interracial dating...but with allowing anything to come of it. I saw how others saw my parents at times. Not as a beautiful couple in love but as an interracial couple in love. There should not have been a difference. I never wanted to deal with what they had to deal with in the name of love.”
She paused. “But then I moved beyond thinking that way after I fell in love with you. Then I realized how my parents must have felt, believing nothing mattered but their love. Even if the world was against them, as long as they had each other, that’s what truly counted.”
“So you do love me?” he asked her as if for clarity.
Swan didn’t have a problem clarifying anything for him or anyone else. “Yes, I love you, David Flipper Holloway.” And then she lowered her mouth to his.
Shivers of profound pleasure shot through every part of Swan’s body when David slid his tongue into her mouth. Sensations bombarded her as she concentrated on his taste, his scent and the way he pulled her tongue into his mouth to mate with his. And when she felt his hands inch upward and slide beneath her top, his touch made her purr.
Both his taste and his touch were awakening parts of her, making her feel alive in a way she hadn’t felt since the last time they’d been together. Here at her house. In her bed.
When his fingers touched her bare breasts, using his fingertips to draw circles around her nipples, she oozed deeper into the kiss, almost feeling like melted butter in his arms.
He slowly pulled his mouth from hers and looked at her. His blue eyes were sharp and filled with the same desire she felt. “Any reason why we can’t take this inside?”
She wrapped her arms around his waist. “No, there’s no reason.”
“Good.”
And then standing with her in his arms, he carried her into the house.
* * *
“Just so you know, David, I didn’t ask you all my questions,” Swan said when he placed her on the bed.
David glanced down at her. “You didn’t?”
“No, but I can wait. None are more earth-shattering than this is going to be. And I need this.”
He caressed the side of her face with his finger. “I need this, too. I know why I need it, tell me why you do.”
She met his gaze and held it while she said, “I love the feel of you inside of me. I’ve never felt anything so right before. So pleasurable.” She smiled. “Do you know I retired my sex toy?”
He chuckled. “That’s good to know.”
“Um, not too much information?”
“No. Nice to know what used to be my competition,” he said as he began removing her clothes. Lucky for him, she wasn’t wearing much. Just a top, shorts and a thong. Flipper had discovered outside earlier that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He’d noticed more than once that she liked her breasts being free and so did he.
She reached out and tugged at his T-shirt and he assisted by removing his own shorts. Then he rejoined her on the bed. Reaching out, he lifted her by the waist.
“Wrap your legs around me, Swan. I’m about to join our bodies, to make us one.”
As soon as her legs were settled around his waist, his shaft touched her core. She was wet and ready. Tilting her hips, he whispered the words, “I love you,” before thrusting hard into her.
“David!”
Arching her back off the bed, she provided the prefect position for his penetration to go deeper. They were a perfect fit. They always would be. Not just in lovemaking but in everything they did from here on out. They had become a team.
He began moving, slowly at first and then harder and deeper, over and over again. The only constant sounds in the room were their breathing and flesh slapping against flesh. The air surrounding them was filled with the aroma of sex.
He felt on fire, like his entire body was burning and the flames fueled his need, his desire and his love. She was looking up at him, holding his gaze, and he hoped Swan saw the depth of love in his eyes.
He clenched his jaw when he felt it, the stirring of pleasure in his groin. The feeling was slowly spreading through his body and when Swan gripped his shoulders and dug her fingers into his skin, he continued to thrust inside of her like his life depended on it.
And when she screamed out his name, he knew the same sensations that were taking him were taking her.
He drew in a sharp breath only moments before calling out her name. Multiple sensations tore into him, causing an explosion inside of him that had him bucking his body in an all-consuming orgasm. The sensations kept coming until he let go and his release shot deep inside of her.
He knew right then that he wanted her to have his baby. If not this time, another time. One day, he intended to make it happen.
Moments later, he slumped down beside her and wrapped his arms around her as he tried to get his breathing under control. After recovering from his explosive orgasm, when he was able to talk, he said, “I feel like I’ve been burned to a crisp.”
“Hmm, speaking of burning, do you know what I thought was hot?” she asked, drawing in deep breaths of air into her lungs.
