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As if reading her thoughts, Rocco opened his eyes and broke the kiss, staring at her with a tenderness that melted her heart. “I have never wanted any woman as much as I want you.” His fingertips drew circles over her hips, then moved along her back causing goosebumps to erupt wherever they roamed. “When I was searching for you, I realized that I don’t just want you, Jemma. I need you. I’m so much better with you than without you.”
“And you’ll never have to live another day without me, Rocco. I love you, so much,” Jemma said.
“Not as much as I love you.” His fingers toyed with her slick entry. Jemma gasped, arching her hips toward him in invitation. She couldn’t get enough of him.
She nibbled and tugged on his lower lip gently before bracing herself. She lined him up with her entrance and sank down slowly onto his cock. Rocking her hips, she let out a moan of pure bliss and rode him. Any other time, Jemma might have found it difficultto maneuver on the soft surface, but adrenaline and lust had her feeling as if she was suspended in the air, defying gravity. She savored every inch of his hardened steel as it filled her core.
Rocco’s hands slid from her hip across her stomach to her chest, leaving fire in their wake. Gripping a breast in each of his hands, he squeezed and caressed her as his thumbs flicked across her tight nipples. The sensations combined with his girth filling every inch of her sent delicious tremors through her clenched walls. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony as they rocked together on the unstable surface.
Jemma moaned louder as the head of his cock hit the spot deep within her that was made for him alone. The friction between them sent sparks shooting through her veins. She dug her nails into his shoulders to anchor herself against the overwhelming sensation.
Their movements became more frantic, fueled by the knowledge that they would soon be surrounded by moving men, then headed to the airport to start their new lives together. These were the last moments of privacy they’d have for the rest of the day.
"Jemma …" Her name tumbled from his lips through gritted teeth as he picked up the pace, driving into her with fervor. Faster and faster they moved, their moans filling the room, echoing off the bare walls. Sweat trickled down their bodies as they clung to each other, lost in the moment. Their world condensed to this very instance, this one perfect memory they were creating together. Jemma wished they could stay like this forever, drowning in each other's arms and forgetting about the rest of the world. She was comforted that this was only the beginning of the journey they were starting with each other.
A loud pop echoed through the room, followed by a strained hiss as the mattress gave out beneath their feverish movements. They crashed to the floor in a tangled heap of limbs and laughter.
“Is that some kind of sign?” Jemma asked through her uncontrollable giggles.
“We’re going out with a bang … or rather a pop,” Rocco joked. “But it’s definitely worth it.” His eyes drifted down her naked body sending heat flushing against her skin. She squealed as Rocco wasted no time picking up where they’d left off. Undeterred, he flipped their positions and settled on top of her. He slid inside of her, sheathing himself to the hilt in one swift movement. A perfect fit as always. Then came the relentless thrusts as Jemma lifted her hips to take him deeper.
He pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back in again with a low growl, penetrating her with a delicious force that bordered on the edge of pain. With each stroke, their bodies slapped together like the waves crashing into the shore. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him tight as each thrust sent electric pulses throughout her body.
As they neared climax, Jemma's eyes met his and she saw the same fire burning there that matched hers. A desire so intense it bordered on obsession. She dropped her head back as he picked up speed and she knew she was close already—so close?—
He was close too, by the way his grip on her hips tightened and the way he buried his face in the crook of her neck to muffle his groans.
Jemma dug her nails into Rocco's back as he bucked his hips harder. “Faster, baby, I'm almost there.”
With a final grunt, they both climaxed together, their bodies shuddering in ecstasy. They lay entwined together on the deflated mattress, panting and sweaty.
That was ... ” Jemma's voice trailed off, chest heaving and heart thudding wildly. “One hell of a send-off for this place.” She laughed breathlessly.
Rocco chuckled, then kissed her sweat-drenched forehead. “A fitting goodbye to your old apartment.”
“And my old life.” Jemma sighed.
“Do you have any regrets?” Rocco asked, rolling their bodies over until Jemma rested on top of him, secured by his strong embrace.
“No. I’ve accomplished everything I wanted with the DEA and Proteus,” Jemma said, then added. “We didn’t stop the arms trafficking into Haiti. El Sombro may have gotten away temporarily, but Nomar and Eddie are headed to jail from the evidence gathered at the mansion on Rocket Island. There won’t be a resurrection of the Ortiz Cartel in Puerto Rico after all. I’m happy to move to St. Killian to be with you. This opportunity to be a consultant with the Palmchat Islands Investigative Bureau in ramping up their drug enforcement division is a dream job for me. I can help direct them toward establishing a top-notch department and avoid the pitfalls of how the DEA operated.”
“You’re not going to miss the action?”Rocco asked, a curiosity playing in his eyes.
“No more than I missed it when I led Proteus for the past ten years,” Jemma said. “How about you? Being a full-time doctor at a local clinic on the island is a far cry from taking down drug dealers in the DEA. Are you going to miss that part of your work?
“Only time will tell,” Rocco said, a contemplative expression on his face. “If I do, I’m sure the guys at Stingray Security can help fill that void.”
“And you can help on your own terms and without the constraints of bureaucracy,” Jemma agreed.
“My professional career is the last thing on my mind.” Rocco chuckled, “I can’t wait to start our new life … together.” He kissed her neck, then trailed kisses down to her collarbone. “But first ... ” His fingers teased at her entrance. She was amazed that he was already hard again. “I think we have enough time for another round before the movers get here.”
Jemma laughed, “You're insatiable! And I love it,” she said before pulling him in for a searing kiss.