Her lips clamped shut, which meant she gave a set of laughing snorts.

She sounded so funny he had to grin. “Dammit, I really wanted to fuck.”

“Ah, poor Chief.” She shook her head and stroked his bare chest in sympathy. “It’d put too much strain on that slash. I’m sorry.”

“When I find those bastards, I’m going to…” He blinked as she pressed a kiss to his chest. Rubbed her satiny cheek against him. Licked around one nipple, then the other. Kissed her way lower.

“Sweetheart?” His voice came out gruff.

“It’s so totally my turn.” Her mist-gray eyes held a smile, and her tongue ran over her teeth.

Damned if she didn’t sound both smug and enthusiastic.

Then, to his pleasure, she settled between his legs and took him in her mouth.

She was getting good at sex. Practice made perfect, right? And blowjobs were fun. At least they were with Gabe.

Audrey licked over the mushroom-like head, enjoying the diverse textures. The head like spongy velvet, the shaft silk over iron. Elastic-like veins just begged to be traced with her tongue.

She’d learned curling her fingers around the base kept her from gagging herself, but she was improving. As she took him even deeper, he rumbled low in his throat.

She grinned. “Is there anything in a blowjob you don’t like?”

“Hell, no.”

He was getting even harder. As his heavy testicles drew closer to his body, she molded them in her palm. She hadn’t tried playing with them before. So…

His hand closed in her hair. “C’mere, woman.”

His jaw was tight, his body tense. She glanced at his erection—very thick and big. “But…”

Without looking, he took a condom from the nightstand and unwrapped. “Put this on me, please.”

Admittedly, she’d watched him do it lots of times…because, face it, watching him handle himself was really erotic.

Putting the top over his shaft, she rolled the condom down. “Gabe, your wound didn’t heal up in the last few minutes. You still can’t—”

“Be on top. I know.” He smiled slowly. “But you can.”

Sit on him? Hmm. Although they’d made love in a lot of different positions with far more variety than Craig had ever shown her, she’d never been on top. She almost laughed because no matter how inventive Gabe was, he always took the uppermost positions. Her alpha. “Sounds like fun.”

Carefully, she straddled him, one knee on each side of his hips.

His lips curled into an easy smile. “Now grab my dick and lower yourself on it.”

That sounded excellently wicked. Carnal.

“Look at you grin,” he muttered.

Her face turned hot, but she gripped him firmly and put the first inch inside. Mmmm, lovely. Her hips wiggled, but she stayed in place, poised over him, only an inch inside.

And watched his face tighten at the delay.