Free Trey: Red, Hot & Blue, Book 1 by Cat Johnson

spine, he felt the shiver run through her.
    Leaning closer, he dipped his tongue into the whorls of her ear. His hand slid down under the sheet and along the lace to her thigh where he started the return trip upward. Pressing against her back with his bare chest, he could feel her start to tremble. He could only hope it was from the anticipation of wanting him and not fear.
    The pulse thundered in her neck against his lips. Nearing the point of no return, he could either let her continue to pretend to be asleep and let Jimmy be tortured to death or he could roll her over and give the terrorists a show they would remember for the rest of their miserable lives, however short they may be.
    He’d already made the decision about what needed to be done, but Matt’s voice in his ear reinforced it. “They’re taking the bait, man. They even got up to refill their coffee mugs and make microwave popcorn. They’re fighting over front row seats and settling in for the show like it’s a damn movie. We’re in place, Trey. You keep them entertained and Jimmy will be on a transport to the military hospital in Germany tonight.”
    That settled it. There was no more internal debating to be done. Trey rolled Carly over and covered the surprise on her face by pressing his lips to hers. She responded well to his kisses. They’d practiced this. He dared to say they were damn good at it. It was her reaction to the rest he was worried about.
    Damn it. Truth be told, he was just as worried about his own reaction to it. If he sank himself into this woman he was not going to forget it easily. Trey reminded himself he was a professional. He was supposed to be able to do things like this without any emotional ramifications. They’d all been through psychological training for situations exactly like this one.
    They’d been through the prep, but Carly hadn’t. What the hell would this do to her if they had to go through with it and actually have sex? She was an adult and a bar owner, but this was not some drunken one-night stand she chose to have. He wasn’t giving her a choice at all. She knew to make a scene could cost them both of their lives.
    More importantly, what if she did start dating Jack when they got home? How would Jack feel about the fact his teammate had enjoyed the pleasure of being with his girl before him?
    Now was not the time to think about any of that. Matt has issued an order. Trey knew the situation and it was in his and Carly’s power to help the team get Jimmy out of trouble.
    Throwing the covers completely off them, he hoped the sight of Carly in her nightgown would be enough of a distraction to keep the guards’ attention off Jimmy.
    As he ran his hand over the fabric again, traversing a path from the curve of her waist down to the hem at her thighs, her eyes opened again.
    “Mmm.” He pressed his mouth against her ear. Knowing the sensitive audio surveillance Matt had told him about would pick up his words, he spoke like John Smith, hoping Carly understood the underlying message. “I was going to try and let you sleep, but I can’t keep my hands off you. I’m sorry.”
    Shifting her so she lay on her back and he could see the dark traces of her nipples through the sheer fabric, he truly was sorry, but this was necessary. The guilt would be considerably less if he hadn’t already gotten aroused from simply thinking about what they may have to do.
    His hand reversed direction and started a path up her thigh, pushing the short nightie up her legs until the matching panties she wore were exposed. Carly’s breath caught in her throat. Dare he pull those panties off her? What the hell would she do if he did?
    Putting that next move off for a bit until he could gauge her potential reaction, Trey rolled on top of her, hoping the camera wouldn’t pick up the nervousness apparent on her face. Settled between her legs, trying to ignore the erection she no doubt felt pressing against her, he weighed the options.
    Could