Chapter 164

ABIGAIL SLID HER HAND around the back of Luke's head. The short, wiry hairs tickled her palm. His mouth moved against hers, his tongue licking the seam of her lips. She inhaled his scent. It'd been driving her crazy since the plane. He thrust into her mouth, stroking her in a way that she felt in her nipples and lower.

Long-dead parts of her woke up. Life and-dare she name it-excitement filled her. She'd been so focused for so long, cutting off her more human needs until she was all but robotic.

Until he'd made her remember what it was like to be alive again. That what she did-was doing-made a difference to others. But this? Here, in this moment with his hand on her ass and the other in her hair-this was for her.

She groaned and leaned into the kiss, lifting up just a little bit more. She wanted all of him. Right now. For herself. Not for a mission or because that was what she was told needed to be done to complete an objective-but for herself.