Without Regret (Pyte/Sentinel #2)(94)

Now he understood why men lost their minds over sex.

It was f**king fantastic. He loved everything about it, absolutely everything. He knew it was going to create a problem when they were separated, but he’d deal with it then. Right now he’d be an idiot to let his worries and fears come between them when they didn’t have very much time left.

This was their time. Their only time together and he didn’t want to waste it with another moment of bullshit.

Biting back a laugh, he gripped the comforter and yanked it back, earning an adorable little squeal from his little mate as she tried to turn and hide what was in her hands and lap.

With a long drawn out sigh, he sat up, reached around his little mate and plucked the small plastic box out of her hand.

“Hey! I was winning!” she cried as she tried to take the handheld game back.

What the hell? he wondered as he looked down at the small screen. It had been a long time since he played a video game, never mind look at one and he couldn’t believe the changes in graphics since the last time he played.

“You’re going to make me lose,” Izzy pouted.

From the corner of his eye he watched her stuff a chocolate in her mouth and sulk in his direction. When he didn’t give the game back she muttered something else and ate another chocolate. He took his eyes off the game for a moment while he sat up and pushed back until his back was against the wall to look over at her.

Her hair was messy, her lips were still a bit puffy from the last time he’d made love to her and all around her were little silver wrappers and he couldn’t help but chuckle. She was such a cute little thing, he decided as she made a mad grab for the video game.

Of course he pulled it back and got comfortable and started to, at least tried to, play it.

“Can I have my game back now?”

“No.”

“Please?”

“Let me think about it……ah, no,” he said, chuckling when she grumbled something else and stuffed another chocolate into her mouth.

“When did you get this?” he asked, pretty sure he would have remembered if she had it in her bag before.

“I bought it when we went to the store,” she said, moving to grab it again, but once again he moved it just out of reach as he started to, at least in his opinion, kick some serious ghost ass.

“You used cash?” he asked, distractedly.

“Yes,” she said hesitantly.

Did she think he would get pissed because she spent his money? He wasn’t that much of an ass**le. Even if their time together was going to be short, it was still his job to provide for her and make her happy and apparently video games and chocolate made her happy so he’d happily give them to her.

“Fine. You can have a turn. I was just about to go take a shower anyway,” she mumbled, throwing him a little pout that he easily ignored. The swat to his legs wasn’t so easily ignored. Hell, that stung and of course pleased him immensely. His little Munchkin was coming along rather nicely, he decided as his eyes followed her sweet ass as it swayed incitingly.

He dropped the game on the bed, making a mental note to pick one up for his little brother and followed after her, practically drooling. It probably made him look pathetic, but he didn’t give a f**k.

As he made his way to the shower where his little mate was humming off key, he grabbed the bottles of peaches and cream shampoo and conditioner that she’d bought and set them on the side of the bathtub as he climbed in.

Izzy turned around and reached for him. He went willingly, more than happy to give her whatever she wanted. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she stood up on her tippy toes and waited for him to meet her halfway, he didn’t make her wait long.

Unable to help himself, he devoured her mouth and practically groaned when he tasted chocolate flavored Izzy. He slid his hands between them and glided them over wet skin until they came into contact her large br**sts. Izzy squirmed against him and somehow managed to force his hands up and over her ni**les.

“Is that what you want, Munchkin?” he whispered against her lips as he stroked her hard ni**les between his fingers, pausing only to lightly pinch them.

“Yes,” she sighed into his mouth as she snaked her hand between them and cupped his balls. “Is this what you want?” she asked, sounding sexy as hell.

“Mmmhmmm,” he murmured against her lips.

Even though they’d made love all afternoon they still took their time to touch and explore each other as if it were the first time or the last time, he realized. He didn’t like the idea of never being able to touch her again, but he knew he’d do whatever he had to in order to make sure that she was safe. She’d probably hate him for the rest of their lives, but as long as she was safe that’s all that mattered to him.

She pulled away frowning. “Are you okay?” she asked, cupping his face in her small hands.

“Everything’s fine,” he lied, forcing a smile as he leaned back down to claim her lips.

A loud banging noise on the wall behind them had them jumping apart.

“Hey! It’s one in the morning and some of us are trying to sleep here! Turn the damn shower off!”

Izzy’s face turned an interesting shade of red as he laughed and grabbed a bar of soap. He made short work of cleaning them both and Izzy, no doubt mortified, did whatever she could to hurry the process along. Five minutes and two threats to call the manager later and he was drying her off with a large off-white cotton towel.