Daire studied her, puzzled and pissed off. Anger rolled off him in slow waves, not quite ready to explode, but burning slowly and increasing in pressure.
She shifted in her seat, acutely aware of his mood. Her hands clasped together, and she tried to shrug off anxiety. Sure, they were almost caught in robbing the bank, which would’ve been a disaster for them both. But she’d tried to hide how much fun she’d been having, and from the look on his face, she hadn’t succeeded.
They reached the private plane, bribed several officials, and were in the air before she could really settle herself.
She sat in a comfortable chair, and delight bubbled up. “We did it.” Her gaze caught on the loot across the plane. “I mean, we actually did it.” She threw back her head and laughed. Her other two teams had reported in, and all three bank robberies were a success. Who knew she’d be good at something like this?
Daire leaned forward and rubbed the gray from his hair. “You’re certifiable, you know that?”
She laughed harder. “I do know that.”
He lifted an eyebrow over a sizzling green eye. His skin was still pale from healing himself, but other than that, he looked good. Really good. “You never had a chance to have fun, did you?”
She blinked and sobered. “No.”
He nodded slowly. “Your childhood was dangerous, you got free and became a mom, and then you had to go back to Suri and danger.” He shook his head. “Now you’re free, your kids are set, and you can do what you want.”
Exactly. She smiled. Energy and adrenaline rippled through her veins, and for the first time in so long, she felt alive. “I can do what I want.” Her nipples peaked, and her body thrummed. “Right now, I want . . . you.”
Daire held her gaze. They had a long flight ahead of them, and while he trusted the two witches in the cockpit, he was nowhere near a hundred percent. Even so, her confident gaze licked across his skin, and his blood started to burn. “I’ve had a constant erection since the first night I met you, lady. But we should both get some rest, finish healing ourselves, and regain our strength.”
She chuckled, and the throaty tone might as well have been wrapped around his dick.
Then the vixen dropped to her knees and gracefully made her way between his legs. “I can think of a better way to regain our energy.” Her shoulders made room for her, and she hummed as she unzipped his jeans.
Heat flushed down his torso. “You’re awfully brave right now, baby.”
Her tongue darted out to lick her lips, and he fought a groan. “I’ve always been brave.” Smooth as silk, her hand slipped inside his pants and ran along his cock.
Nerves sparked, and his body shuddered. She was the exact opposite of what he thought he wanted in a woman, and yet he’d never hungered more for one. Never. “You’re the wildest woman I’ve ever met,” he murmured.
Absolute delight filled her dark eyes.
He breathed out, an unwilling smile rising up inside him. “That was not a compliment.” Giving in, he caressed a hand through her soft hair. Her former mate had been a smart guy to knock her up so quickly. God knew what kind of havoc she might’ve wreaked if she hadn’t had responsibility right off the bat.
“What are you thinking?” she asked, continuing to stroke him.
“Nothing.” Which suddenly became true. But a ringing clamored through his ears, and his vision was still blurry. He needed to heal and get his faculties back.
Her sweet hand on him shoved all thoughts to the abyss.
She leaned down and placed a very gentle kiss on the tip of his dick.
That was it. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed, following her down until he lay flattened on top of her. She bent her knees, making more room for him right where he wanted to be.