Free Love and Wargames: A Bad Boy Hacker Romance by Tabatha Kiss Page A

to focus on anything other than the phantom kiss tugging on my mouth and the throbbing taking hold everywhere else.
    Oh, this is bad. So very bad.
    I can’t let this happen. I have to take back control. It was a one-time thing. A fluke. Just one kiss. That’s all it was. Just one perfect, mind-blowing kiss.
    Nope. Don’t even think about it.
    I, Caleb Fawn, do solemnly swear not to sleep with Boxcar.
    Not today. Not tomorrow.
    Not ever.

 
    Chapter 10
    Caleb
     
    Los Angeles
    Present Day
     
    Boxcar .
    He kisses me and it all comes crashing down like a damn tidal wave. His tongue touches mine and lightning strikes down to my toes. I lean closer to him, feeling the warmth of his body and the soft touch of his fingers gliding across my lower back beneath my shirt.
    A moan caresses the back of my throat, urging his hands to keep moving and Boxcar hears it, tuning in to our own special frequency. His fingers travel up my back, inching along the sensitive skin of my spine, tickling me the way only he knows how. I sigh on my breath and lower my hands to his belt.
    Boxcar groans as his zipper falls and my hand touches the thin skin of his calm shaft. It twitches against my fingers, surging with fresh blood, growing hard in my palm. I’ve almost forgotten how thick he was. My core throbs with warmth, begging to recall what he feels like inside.
    I push his briefs down and his manhood stands firm between us, throbbing for me in my hand with each gentle stroke I give him. His lips never leave mine as his fingers slip beneath the elastic of my slacks to cup my rear. I quiver against his warm, squeezing hands. He pushes my slacks down to my ankles, along with my moist panties, and stands back up to push me hard against the counter. I hop up onto it and spread my knees, wrapping my legs around his waist as he steps into position between them. His cock pushes against my willing folds and my teeth chatter with lust for him.
    “Box…” I whisper against his lips.
    He pauses, staring into my eyes through the thick rims of his glasses. Light reflects back at me through the glass barrier between us. I reach up and push the glasses off his head and drop them on the counter behind me to get a better look at him. He’s barely aged a day since the last time I saw him and I wonder if he can say the same about me. Stress has no doubt beat me up plenty but if it’s done the same for him, he’s not showing it. He’s still youthful and playful as he ever was with his adorable green eyes and thick, brown hair.
    He caresses my face with his hand, sliding his thumb across my cheek as he holds my stare. His eyes sparkle with lingering desire for me, the same desire I saw in his eyes in Afghanistan.
    I reach for his hips and pull him closer, drawing a heavy breath from the bottom of his lungs as his cock presses even harder against my slit. He trembles as I take hold of his hardness and guide the tip to rest on my entrance.
    Boxcar’s lips curl and he steals another firm kiss from me. He sheaths himself inside of me, pulled in by my guiding fingers, pushing in until he can go no further. We both pause and lean against each other with closed eyes as that old, familiar ache reignites the air between us. His eyes flutter open and he looks at me with laughter in his throat, torn between the instinct to come and the desire to make this last.
    If only I had that choice. I feel my climax already, lingering on the edges of me, just begging to break down my walls. His thickness dominates me with a subtle pain and I cling to it, squeezing the muscles around him as he slowly begins his thrust.
    My feet hang by his sides, twitching with warmth as pleasure radiates my toes. Boxcar rocks us both with quick, deep thrusts and I can do nothing to fight the forgotten passion overwhelming us both. He drops his lips to my neck and I feel the edge of his teeth digging into my skin and the soft caress of his tongue tasting me.
    “Don’t stop…” I moan, quickly