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  But Jenny didn’t mean those details. She wanted me to tell her all about how someone – perhaps myself – tipped off the enemy so that they were ready for us. So they had enough time to rig the place with explosives and blow up the building with us in it.

  There wasn’t really much to say about it. “We were deployed to the building with the objective to take control and rescue the hostages our intel said were inside. Everyone followed protocols as we entered the building. However, it appeared to be empty. It was only after we cleared all floors that Corporal Rafter suspected it was a trap. He then started to evacuate the building.”

  Jenny nodded along the whole time. There was no way she could really know how terrible it was on that mission. “And you lost a man in that mission, correct?”

  “Yes, Private Tate. He was in the building when it finally collapsed.”

  She wrote some notes in her little pink book but it was angled away from me so I couldn’t see. I couldn’t help but think she wasn’t just listening to my words but analyzing everything I did.

  Was my tone of voice innocent?

  Was my recollection enough to make me look guilty?

  Were my eyes giving away information that I was trying to hide?

  My palms were sweating and I was certain that wasn’t a good sign. I thought I would be able to breeze through the interview but Jenny and Atoll were making me nervous. I’d had worse interrogators before and even they didn’t have this kind of effect on me.

  Jenny looked up and our eyes locked together. I was instantly back at the airport, staring into those almost-black eyes and wanting to taste every part of her. Maybe that was why she was effecting me so much.

  I didn’t want Jenny to think I was guilty.

  She couldn’t think of me as a traitor.

  “So, Private Simon, I have already spoken to a few soldiers around the base. Your name keeps popping up in those conversations. Why do you think your colleagues are so suspicious of you?” She may as well have stabbed me in the gut with a knife. No wonder the brass sent her in to sniff out the snitch.

  What the hell was I supposed to say to that?

  Picturing her naked wasn’t helping.

  “I can’t speak for my comrades,” I said in a flat monotone.

  “Surely you have some thoughts on the matter?”

  “Maybe you should ask them.” I was starting to sound like I was hiding something and that’s not what I intended on doing in this meeting. Jenny was making me forget everything I ever knew.

  “But I’m asking you, private. Don’t you want to explain further? Perhaps tell me why you won’t even defend yourself over these allegations?”

  Major Atoll smiled and sat back in his seat with a smug grin on his face. He didn’t have to say a thing, Officer Ramirez was enough for both of them.

  I swallowed and took a breath. “I shouldn’t have to defend myself when I haven’t done anything wrong. Maybe instead of wasting time with me, you should be out there and finding the real piece of scum working with the bastards.”

  “So you deny the allegations?”

  “Of course I do.”

  “For the record, please, Private Simon. Have you ever had any contact with the Taliban either directly or indirectly?”

  “No, I haven’t.”

  “And it is your position today that you have no knowledge of who has aligned themselves with the Taliban.”

  “I have no idea who it is.”

  Atoll stood. “You have this under control, Ramirez. You know where to find me if you need me.”

  “Thank you, sir,” she replied. We both waited until the door closed behind him. “For the record, Major Arthur Atoll has left the room. Private Simon, is there anything else you would like to add for the record?”

  “I am not the one you are looking for,” I said. “And I have no idea who it is. The idea of having a turncoat amongst us makes me just as angry as every other soldier.”

  “Thank you for your time, private. This meeting has ended.”

  I went to get up but Jenny signaled for me not to move. I froze in place while she pointedly turned off the voice recorder.

  We stared at one another for a few beats before we could speak. I didn’t know what to say and all the moisture had leaked out of my palms, leaving my mouth as dry as the desert.

  But I had to say something. “So you work for the Criminal Investigation Command? I wouldn’t have guessed that.”

  “And you’re a soldier. Somehow, that doesn’t surprise me.”

  I lifted one eyebrow. “No? What gave me away?”

  Her cheeks reddened to a nice shade of rose before she pushed the words out. “Your body. It’s… very nice. You are in good shape.”

  I couldn’t stop the smirk rolling across my lips. “Just good? I seem to remember you saying something like you wanted to lick my good body.”

  Her blush deepened. “I’m sure I didn’t say that.”

  “But you thought it, right?”

  “Maybe.” Her smile was as sexy as sin. I couldn’t believe what was happening. There was no way that Jenny, the girl from the airport, was here in fucking Afghanistan. There was no way she was here having to listen to my brothers in arms pointing their fingers at me.

  I pinched myself but I was still in that seat.

  The smile disappeared in her next breath. “Are you planning on telling anyone about our… encounter?”

  “No. It’s nobody’s business,” I replied quickly. Maybe if I had never seen her again, but in these circumstances, I was going to keep my mouth shut.

  She started nodding to herself, an action she seemed to do when deciding on something. There was still lots I could learn about Jenny Ramirez. And I was a keen student.

  She leaned in closer and turned down the volume of her voice. “I’m required to report any conflicts of interests.”

  “I’m not planning on telling anyone.”

  “If they find out, I will lose my job.”

  “So we’ll make sure they don’t find out,” I said, as if it was just as easily done as being spoken. The truth was, I didn’t want Jenny to be going home so soon. There was no way Atoll would let her continue the investigation when they were trying to catch me out as the traitor. Not if they knew she was already well acquainted with me and my good body.

  Maybe I was being selfish, but having Jenny at the base was going to make the deployment go by a lot faster. She would make conditions here that much more tolerable.

  She was also more likely to leave me alone and continue her investigation into others.

  Win-win.

  “We shouldn’t speak to each other,” she started, all business again. She was even sexy as a CID officer. “We can’t be seen together outside official meetings.”

  “Meet me at your dorm tonight,” I said, throwing out the line and hoping her catch her interest.

  “That’s not staying away from each other.”

  “I’ll make sure nobody sees me.” That was going to be tricky, but for her, I’d do it. I would walk through cut glass to see her in private again. “Trust me, Jenny.”

  Using her first name seemed to shock her back to our original encounter. Maybe she was picturing me naked now, remembering how I felt inside her.

  She sighed and I knew I had her on the hook. “Ten o’clock. Don’t bother knocking, come straight in so you’re not hanging around the corridor. You better make sure you’re invisible.”

  “You have my word.”

  My day suddenly got a lot better.

  Chapter 5:

  Officer Jennifer Ramirez

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  I was a complete idiot. There was no way to rationalize what I’d done. From the moment I arrived in Afghanistan, there was only one name that had continually come up in conversations about the traitor.

  Private Shaun Patrick Simon.

  Aka Tank.

  Aka the man I had sex with in an airport restroom.

  What was I thinking?
r />   I had never broken protocol before. There were reasons why I had to report conflicts of interest. How was I supposed to be unbiased when I kept picturing the biggest suspect pinning me up against the wall?

  First a one-night stand, and now breaking protocols. Shaun was having an effect on me that I couldn’t explain. He was a magnet that kept scrambling my brain and pulling me toward him.

  But I wasn’t going to sleep with him again. We were not going to have sex ever again. I needed to stay independent.

  I was going to get myself in trouble and lose my career. Even worse, I was going to bring shame to my very strict, very Christian family. This I knew with certainty, yet I had still agreed to meet with Shaun in my dorm.

  I was not going to sleep with him.

  The floor was going to be worn out from my pacing while I waited for him. I both dreaded and couldn’t wait for him to arrive. Ever since that moment in the airport lounge, I couldn’t get him out of my head. I’d spent the entire flight over thinking about him and all his rippling muscles.

  Seeing him again was like a gift, until I realized he was the one everyone suspected was guilty. I’d never been more torn apart. I just hoped I would be able to pull myself together soon.

  The door suddenly opened as Shaun slipped into my dorm. He quickly closed it again, standing in front of the only exit and giving me a dangerous sexy smirk. Every part of my being wanted to kiss those damn lips.

  I was not going to sleep with him.

  The mantra kept spinning around and around in my head. It turned so many times that I could almost block it out as white noise.

  Shaun rushed at me and I completely forgot what I was supposed to remember. I was swept up in his arms, surrendering my mouth to his. My body responded instantly, pulsing deep down in my pussy until I was soaked.

  He was wearing a khaki T-shirt, so tight it contoured to every one of the muscles I knew it hid. His pants were camouflage, tucked into his heavy black boots. Around his neck, dog tags swung loosely.

  My hand went up to tangle in his hair. It was the standard cut all male soldiers wore but he made it all his own. I loved feeling the softness run between my fingers.

  My own hair was tied back in a bun, the requirement for female officers. Shaun pulled at the ties until it came apart and my long hair cascaded down my back.

  He flicked all the buttons of my blouse until they were free, pushing the cloth over my shoulders until it fell away. He cupped my boobs in his hands, feeling the weight and enjoying the hard nipples that gave away my intentions.

  “I never thought I’d see you again,” he mumbled. It almost sounded like he was talking to himself rather than me.

  “Neither did I,” I said.

  “When I saw you in the mess hall yesterday, I thought I was dreaming.”

  I laughed. “And you were about the last person I expected to see.”

  He kissed the hollows of my neck. “I am so glad you’re here.”

  Any further words were silenced as his mouth pressed onto mine. I moaned happily, feeling sated from a hunger I never realized was there. Shaun made me feel so alive, I wanted to bask in the feeling forever.

  His hands worked the zipper on my skirt before he removed it from my body completely. Shaun tugged his own shirt over his head and quickly undid his pants. We were both left in our underwear.

  “Turn around,” he ordered.

  A sharp thrill ran down my spine at the command. I had no idea what he was about to do but I couldn’t wait to find out.

  I faced the bed, a few moments later I could feel the heat of his body behind me. My bra fell away only a second later. His hands instantly kneaded my tits, relaxing me enough to lean back against him and enjoy the sensations.

  His mouth traced kisses all down the back of my neck and to my shoulders. Goosebumps completely covered my skin, betraying how much effect he had on me. I was practically jelly in his hands.

  “I could never get enough of you,” he said, speaking so close to my ear his breath tickled. “You are who all my filthy daydreams are about.”

  I wanted to switch my brain off but I couldn’t ignore all the alarm bells completely. “We shouldn’t be doing this. Someone might catch us.”

  “We’re not going to get caught, Jenny.” His hand slid down my stomach and didn’t stop as it slipped between my folds. He tickled my clit, giving me beautiful waves of pleasure. “Do you really want me to stop?”

  I hesitated. He wasn’t playing fair. With his hand between my legs it was impossible to send him away again. Not when I wanted so much more than just his fingers.

  “Just enjoy the ride then,” he whispered. “Your sexy body was made for this. And I was made for giving it to you.”

  I believed him. He knew how to touch me better than I did. Every one of his motions was enough to make me as horny as hell. The entire military base and all of its responsibilities faded away when he was close by.

  His hard cock pressed into my lower back. He was just as excited as I was, ready to come together and milk one another for the ecstasy our bodies were capable of. I couldn’t imagine sending him away now.

  His fingers toyed with my clit, rubbing long lengths up and down with enough pressure that I couldn’t move. His other hand continued to knead my supple breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers with expert precision. I was in heaven and Shaun was my drug.

  “I want you to come, dumpling,” he whispered. Just hearing his nickname for me again was like a shot from heaven. I completely leaned back on him and felt all the tingles he was making pulse through me.

  “Are you ready to come for me?”

  I was. I was so ready.

  He tugged at my nub and there was no more waiting allowed. The orgasm completely shattered me, making my knees go weak as I felt the strong arms holding me up and against his muscled body.

  His hand cupped my pussy underneath my underwear, waiting for me to rise out the ecstasy while I was lost in my own world. Every part of my being was alive and aware of all the places our skin was touching.

  Shaun’s lips were suddenly on my neck again, tickling and adding to my excitement. Blood pumped through my heart at an extreme rate while the waves crashed and ebbed from my belly upwards. There was nowhere more fun than being under Shaun’s control and command.

  “Did you like that, dumpling?”

  I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat. “Yes. More.”

  Shaun chuckled. “You’ll get more, don’t you worry about that.”

  His hand slid out of my panties before he pulled them down my legs. He let me go just long enough to remove his own boxers. I turned around so I could take him all in. His muscles were as hard as his cock, inviting me to taste every part of him.

  “Uh-uh,” he tsked. ‘’Turn around. I’m going to put you over that bed and fuck you from behind. You have a problem with that?”

  I shook my head side to side, chewing on my lip to stop the wide grin from spreading around my face. Having sex with Shaun was more fun than should be legal. I faced the bed again before his hands touched my back and pushed me forward gently.

  When I was leaning on the bed, he spanked my bare ass. The surprise hit me harder than he did, making me jump. He rubbed the area with his open palm, sending a new wave of thrilling delight ripple through me.

  “You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?” he asked, spanking me again.

  “Yes,” I breathlessly replied. I never imagined being spanked would be so erotic before. I wanted to be bad, just so he would continue to do it.

  I was used to being the disciplinarian in my job. I told soldiers what they could and couldn’t do, being under someone else’s control was the complete opposite. I was giving all the power to Shaun and I reveled in it. He could do to me whatever he wanted.

  Every time he spanked me, his hand drew lower. He was no longer tapping my ass but between my legs. The change in sensations was exquisite. From the sharp stings on my cheeks to the beautiful taps on my pussy
. He was driving me insane, taking me to the next level of arousal I’d never known before.

  “Spread your legs wide for me, baby. I’m going to fuck your little cunt, you can put that in your report.”

  Shaun pulled my legs further apart until I was splayed for him. The anticipation grew to extreme levels. I knew what kind of pleasure he could give me and I was ready to beg for it if necessary.