Hold on, baby, hold on.
* * * * *
“Come on, Rena. Look at me, baby.”
Rena blinked heavily, hearing Micco’s voice through a fog. The last thing she remembered was being underwater. Cool lips met hers and she automatically kissed the familiar press of her husband’s mouth. He instantly pulled back.
Rena coughed, tasting salt water on her tongue. Suddenly, she sat up. “Five.”
“We got it,” Micco soothed. “You did it.”
She gingerly felt the back of her head, moaning softly. A chill ran over her. They were in the corridor, just beyond the water. Relief flooded her at his words. “What the hell happened? Who would deliberately try to sink us?”
“Dr. Von Sibenthal,” Micco answered. “The lockdown alert said he’d sabotaged the pit. They caught him.”
“Darcy’s husband?”
Micco sighed. “Davies believed her psychological profile indicated she’d be the best to handle him. He ordered the match. They really thought her presence would reel him in and give him focus. No one thought he’d go this far. The man was always eccentric. I guess he finally just lost it.”
“And you didn’t tell Darcy?” Rena tried to push to her feet.
Micco frowned. “Of course we told her.” He stood, reaching for her arm. “You should take it easy. You didn’t swallow any water, but you hit your head pretty hard.”
“I need to help,” Rena said. “I’m on duty.”
“You did plenty. Now the mechanics will have to fix the damage.” He pulled her against him. “I’m not a clinician. We should take you to get checked out. You might have a concussion.”
“The infirmary will have cases much worse than mine. Aside from a headache and frozen limbs, I’m fine as long as I stay awake.” Rena touched his chest, letting him walk her through the corridor. Several mechanics rushed by, heading toward the pit with their tools.
“Let’s go home.” Micco swept her up into his arms.
* * * * *
Rena smiled as Micco set her on the floor of their home. As she pulled at her wet shirt, she heard the splat of his clothing behind her as he undressed. She pushed her pants off her hips, glad to be rid of the wet clothes, but still cold.
Turning, naked, she instantly went to Micco. A light moan escaped her as she pressed her cool body to his. Their lips met in a passionate embrace.
“I was so worried,” he whispered against her mouth. “I saw your name on the safety patrol list and—”
Rena kissed him harder, cutting off his words. The slight taste of salt stung her lips. Her hands ran up his strong arms. She rubbed her naked, damp body to his, trying to generate heat. It wasn’t hard. Whenever she was near him, her temperature went up a few degrees. Her pussy ached, needing the familiar fit of his cock.
He grabbed her hand and led her to the shower. Warm water rained down on them, heating them more. There was little room to maneuver in the tight stall, but they managed to soap each other’s bodies. They slid together. Rena turned, so his chest was to her back. He rocked his hips into her, letting her feel the full length of his arousal. She pressed her hand on the slick wall and he pushed her tight against it. His cock slid along her folds, not entering her as he rubbed himself along her wet slit. The firm skin of his shaft massaged her clit. She needed more.
The water rinsed the soap. With a groan, she reached back and pushed at his hip, urging him to get out of the shower. He obeyed. She shut off the water and went after him. Naked, wet and warm, she pressed against him. Her hair stuck to her neck and cheeks.
He turned her, pressing her up against the hard metal. His hands cupped her ass, lifting her. Within seconds he was inside her, thrusting up, hard and fast. She gasped, tearing her mouth from his. Her body bounced as he fucked her. His face burrowed along her neck and he bit her flesh lightly. Hot breath mingled with eager moans.
With a growl, he gripped her, holding her as he turned. Her legs wrapped his waist as her arms wrapped his neck. He walked her to the bed, her body still impaled on his. Laying her gently on the bed, he used the new position to thrust more fully within her. He braced his feet on the floor as her legs dangled over the side.
Micco lifted above her and she loved watching the strong ripple of muscles beneath his flesh. Her body began to tense. He pumped harder. They were so close. She gasped, biting her lip as tremors racked over her. She came, hard, her pussy clutching him. Micco climaxed soon after, spilling himself into her.
Breathing heavily, he crawled next to her on the bed. They adjusted their limbs as he burrowed next to her.
“I love you, Rena. I’ve been fascinated by you since the moment I saw you. Tonight when I saw you in the water, I thought…” Micco paused. “I thought I’d never get the chance to tell you.”
Rena turned, smiling in wonder. “You love me?”
“Why do you think I matched us together?”
“Genetics?” Rena cupped his cheek, stroking gently. “Orders?”
“When I ran your sequence, I only checked it against one other sample,” he said. “So technically I didn’t lie. We were a genetic match.”
Rena chuckled. “I liked you the first time I saw you. I thought you were cute and sexy and—”
His kisses stopped her momentarily.
“It was only because I was so embarrassed by what happened in the bar that I didn’t talk to you. It was my connection to the past.” She ran her fingertips over his lips. “But I don’t want to look back. I want to look forward, to a day when we can walk off this boat, sit back and watch the next generation rebuild what we lost. I love you too, Micco.”
He grinned. “So I guess you lied.”
“Lied?”
His grin widened. “You would sleep with me if I was the last man on Earth.”
“You almost were the last man on Earth.” Then, looking around, she added, “Or would that be the last man under water?”
Micco kissed her, his hands running along her body. Rena forgot everything but her husband. In that moment, nothing else mattered. Together they would help rebuild the future.
“I love you,” Micco whispered.
“And I you.”
The End
About the Author
Michelle M Pillow, Author of All Things Romance™, is a multi-published, award winning author writing in many romance fiction genres including futuristic, paranormal, historical, contemporary, fantasy and dark paranormal. She was the winner of the 2006 RT Reviewers’ Choice Award, nominated for the 2007 RT Award, a Brava Novella Contest Finalist and a PAN member of RWA.
She writes a monthly interview column and is a journalist for Paranormal Underground Magazine. She has a Photography degree and is currently working towards a degree in History. Readers can contact her through her website www.michellepillow.com or join her newsletter at http://www.michellepillow.com/newsletter/?p=subscribe
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