Make Mine a Marine
“He exhaled a slow funnel of air and finished tying off the boot beneath his jungle fatigues before responding to the drowsy, husky pitch of Sarah's query.
"Good morning." "It isn't morning yet, is it?" He heard a rustle from the bed and then the lamp came on. "The sun isn't even up." Hawk's forced smile grew genuine. Sarah made an adorably rumpled figure early in the morning. He caught a glimpse of one firm breast before she pulled the wrinkled white sheet up to her neck and held it there w...ith her fist. With the other hand she pushed that untamed mass of caramel-colored hair away from her face. The fluid, sensual ease of her movements belied the unfocused haze in her golden eyes.
The memory of those silky tresses tumbling through his fingers teased his palms, and his body sparked with awareness as he recalled how she'd curled that lithe, lovely body into his chest and fallen asleep after the second time they'd made love.
"What time is it?" she asked, nonplussed by his lack of a response.MoreLess
"Good morning." "It isn't morning yet, is it?" He heard a rustle from the bed and then the lamp came on. "The sun isn't even up." Hawk's forced smile grew genuine. Sarah made an adorably rumpled figure early in the morning. He caught a glimpse of one firm breast before she pulled the wrinkled white sheet up to her neck and held it there w...ith her fist. With the other hand she pushed that untamed mass of caramel-colored hair away from her face. The fluid, sensual ease of her movements belied the unfocused haze in her golden eyes.
The memory of those silky tresses tumbling through his fingers teased his palms, and his body sparked with awareness as he recalled how she'd curled that lithe, lovely body into his chest and fallen asleep after the second time they'd made love.
"What time is it?" she asked, nonplussed by his lack of a response.MoreLess
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