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him love her.
    “No one can help me now. I’ve put off
facing my demons for too long. I only hope they didn’t track us here. I’ll send
my housekeeper up with some fresh clothes. I know you’re probably sick of
wearing that bikini.”
    “Don’t you like the way it looks on
me?”
    “Don’t flirt, Tierney. It’s useless.”
    He left her on the veranda, smarting.
How a man could turn it off and on like a faucet, she did not know. Then she
felt a bit guilty, realizing how often she’d done the same thing in her own
life.
    After an early dinner of roast
chicken with mango salsa and a cinnamon rice dessert, Travers and Kiel retired to the study, to check the
news reports. Tierney, wearing a crisp blue sundress and espadrilles, explored
the grounds, enjoying a tiny bit of freedom in Kiel’s lush, protected world.
She fed the koi , freeing the gardener to attend to
other chores then she watched a perfect sunset in miserable solitude.
    “He should be here with me,” she
sighed. Then she decided to search out the study.
    ***
    Kiel was alone with his eyes closed,
sipping a beer as he listened to some smooth jazz on a radio. He was sitting on
an upholstered chair, one leg swung over the arm of it. His thoughts were on
Tierney again. He kept going over their lovemaking in his mind, seeing it
happen in a delicious slow motion. He couldn’t get over how good she was; how
every move she made suited him perfectly. She’d given him the best damn orgasm
of his life. Even better, he sadly admitted, than any he’d had with Jeri,
though it seemed somehow sacrilegious to think it.
    He wondered if he was doing the right
thing in keeping her there. Joe and the others were bound to catch up with him.
They would probably feel safe in making a full-on attack in Mexico , since they had connections with
some high ups in the military. He’d made a bad move, going down there, he was
certain of it now.
    ***
    Tierney entered the study without a
sound, stood staring at Kiel who was still engulfed in the rhythm of the music,
his eyes shut tight, his leg still thrown over the chair arm. She gulped as she
made out the line of him going down long next to the seam of his crotch.
    “Is he thinking about me?” she
grinned, knowing what she had to do.
    She quietly pushed the door to and
locked it. Then she walked about the paneled room, closing the shutters. She
accidentally knocked a silver lighter off its perch on a side table. Kiel stirred, cleared his eyes. She was
standing right in front of him. Their gazes met; Tierney breathed deeply,
kicked off her espadrilles and dropped the dress to the tile floor.
    Kiel took more than a moment to admire
the vision before him. Her nipples hardened under his stare. She moved towards
him, eased his leg off of the chair arm and unzipped him. Then she took him in
her luscious mouth and tasted him like candy. He groaned, grasped her shoulders
with firm hands, holding her there until he was on the edge of imploding. Then
he lifted her hips, sat her on him and slid her up and down as his kisses
smothered her sighs. His fingers delved deep into her, manipulated her with a
deft touch. She couldn’t take it – began to wail and twitch. Her movements sent
him over the edge; he grunted hard and loud, banging her bottom against his
thighs until they came together in a hot, sweaty song of passion.
    “Did I drive you insane yet?” he
asked as his eyes searched her face.
    “Not yet,” she breathed. “I guess
you’ll have to try again.”
    “Maybe later. Can I sleep with you tonight?”
    “I’d like that. I feel safe with you.
I’ve never felt safe with anybody till you.”
    He pulled her up off of him, stood to
stretch his legs.
    “I don’t think you are safe with me,
Tierney. I’ve got a couple of hound dogs on my tail. They might show up here.”
    “Who are they?”
    He zipped his pants, finished his
beer. “Well, they used to be friends, until I decided to leave their
organization. Now … they’re