Bare Nerve by Katherine Garbera

never been a timid man. And he never backed away from something he wanted. He wanted Anna Sterling.
    He leaned down and kissed her. He meant for the embrace to be tender, but with her he had no barriers. So he held her head tightly in his hands and ravaged her mouth. Tasted her as deeply as he could and made her groan in the back of her throat.
    She undulated against him, clutching at his shoulders and pressing her body closer to his. He reached for the hem of her T-shirt. Encountering the holster of her weapon was a turn-on for him. This was a woman who, despite the many differences between them, was totally his equal.
    He slowly undressed her and then stood back to just look at her. She had none of the scars he had, despite the fact that they worked in the same crazy business.
    “Jack?”
    “Hmmm…?”
    “Are you just going to look at me?”
    “Maybe,” he said.
    But he wanted to touch her and taste her. To make her completely his.
    He caressed her shoulder and down her body, tracing the lines of her figure, leaning closer and nibbling on her skin. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she leaned up, brushing against his chest. Her nipples were hard points, and he pulled away from her mouth, glancing down to see them pushing against his chest.
    He caressed her back and spine. Scraped his nails down the length of it. He followed the line of her back down to the indentation above her backside.
    She closed her eyes and held her breath as he fondled her, running his finger over her nipple. It was velvety compared to the satin smoothness of her breast. He brushed his finger back and forth until she bit her lower lip and shifted in his arms. He wanted to give her this dream night—to make it everything for her.
    She moaned a sweet sound, and he leaned down to capture it in his mouth. She tipped her head to the side, again immediately allowing him greater access to her mouth. She held his shoulders and moved against him. Rubbed her center over his erection.
    God, he hadn’t been this hot since…never. This was more than just sex, and it was important to him that he make it good for her. He scraped his fingernail over her nipple, and she shivered in his arms. He pushed her back a little so he could see her. Her breasts were bare, nipples distended and begging for his mouth. He lowered his head and suckled.
    Jack held her still with a hand on the small of her back. He buried his other hand in her hair and arched her over his arm. Both of her breasts were thrust up at him. He had his arms full of woman, and he knew he wanted Anna more than he’d wanted any other woman.
    Her eyes were closed, her hips moving subtly against him, and when he blew on her nipple, he saw gooseflesh spread down her body.
    He loved the way Anna reacted to his mouth on her breast. Her nipples were so sensitive he was pretty sure he could bring her to orgasm just from touching her.
    The globes of her breasts were full and fleshy, more than a handful. He hardened further as he wondered what his cock would feel like thrust between them.
    Jack leaned down and licked the valley between her breasts, imagining his cock sliding back and forth there. He’d swell, and she’d moan his name watching him.
    He bit carefully at the lily-white skin of her chest, suckling at her so he’d leave his mark, and when this was over and they were both back to being just operatives on a mission, she’d still have this bit of remembrance from their sexual encounter.
    He kept kissing and rubbing, suckling her nipples, trying to quench the thirst, until her hands clenched in his hair and she rocked her hips harder against his length. He lifted his hips, thrusting up against her. God, he wanted to feel her pussy on his cock. Wrapped around him until they were truly one person. He bit carefully on her tender, aroused nipple. She screamed his name, and he hurriedly covered her mouth with his, wanting to feel every bit of her passion for him alone. He didn’t want any of his