Hot stabs of pleasure shot through her sensitive breasts."Nice, real nice," Les breathed.Janet stifled a gurgle of lust. She despised this kid, but sh... was so achingly horny that any male touch was welcome. It had been ten years since a man had made love to her and she was starved for it. All those years she'd bottled up her feelings and denied that she needed sex. Now those stored-up needs were being released by the medicine she was taking, flooding out like water from a broken dam. No way. She turned her head, saw Dubois putting down her Kinship e-reader and said “Where am I? And who the fuck are you?”Dubois had had more than her fair share of hangovers and she was tempted to use her Master Chief’s command voice – that would be just under a shout – to answer, but then she remembered that Armis’ hangover was not because she’d over indulged, but because she’d been drugged.She answered quietly. “You’re with SEAL Team 9. In Canada. The young girl we went in to rescue is safe and here. "As if on cue, a knock came at the door as it slowly opened. Dominique,wearing a sheer red baby-doll with matching 3-inch heels, and her girl-toy Melanie, wearing the same, peeked in as Dominique had a concernedlook on her face."Is it okay for us to come in?" Sure, Dom. Monica just woke up, and she's still getting her strengthback, but she can talk now."Dominique sat down on the other side of Monica while Melanie pulled upa chair next to Dominique. Dominique caressed Monica's face as. ’ ‘David, how do you always do this to-‘ His mouth descends to cut her off in a kiss, humor and tenderness falling from his features and hands and moving slowly to hunger. Not as slow as he’d like, though. Touching her made him feel like his hands were fire walking, that he had to keep moving or they’d burn. His hands traveling over her shoulders, one hand pressing her closer at the small of her back and the other tangling in her hair and twisting her head to slant his lips over hers. She.