The Last Kiss by M. R. Murphy Page B

sweetheart. I'll be back before you know it.” He knew his words wouldn't ease her. It was a promise he couldn't actually make, and Raeve knew it all too well.
    The silence that lingered the rest of the drive grated his nerves. Glancing every few minutes in the passenger mirror, he caught a glimpse of her eyes, rimmed with sadness he knew would remain until the next time he could be with her―after his tour ended. His fingers itched to touch her soft skin, as the wind carried dark tendrils of her hair in the breeze. His heart ached to pull her close and kiss all her worries away, but nothing would ease this. Turning his mind away, he realized that the driveway of the hotel was coming up; a renewed anxiety exploded through his body.
    “We're almost there.” He spoke softly while cupping her hand. Gently, he brushed her fingers over his lips, pecking small kisses over each one. The flush in her cheeks deepened as they pulled into the parking lot. It wasn't much, but it was Killeen, Texas' best, and his base was only fifteen minutes away. His heart pounded as he put the truck into park. “Wait right here. I'll be right back,” he gently commanded.
    “Sure, okay,” Raeve smiled.
    Reaching in, Aidan pulled her bag free and walked around the corner. His hands grew slick once again, and his heart thundered in his chest. She was here, with him and only him, if only for a couple of days. Excitement soared through his veins as he entered the suite. Setting her bag down, he quickly lit every candle and pulled free a bottle of wine and two glasses
    The day was hot, and he knew the night would be even hotter, if the heat burning in Raeve's kiss was anything to judge by. Making quick footwork back to the truck, Aidan slipped around to her door, pulled it free, and offered her his hand.
    “Thank you,” she smiled.
    His hands couldn't touch enough of her, as he slid his arm around the small of her back. Her perfume wafted through the air as the wind caressed them. Slipping the room key from his pocket, a wave of electricity shot through him as he slowly opened the door. His eyes stayed locked on her delicate features as shock overwhelmed her. Her hands clasped over her mouth as she stepped into the candlelit room. “Oh my gosh! You did all this…for me?”
    Staring back at her, Aidan's pulse quickened as his stomach clenched in a tight knot. Letting her walk in first, he found it amusing as she trod in careful steps around the soft rose petals.
    “Is it okay?”
    Her glowing smile answered his question even before she could speak. Her eyes sparkled in the candlelight as a crystal tear trickled down her cheek.               “Yes, it's perfect, but I don't deserve all this.”
    Pulling her into his arms, he placed a small kiss on her forehead. “Yes, sweetheart, you do,” he murmured, before crushing his lips down onto hers.
    He relished the feel of her arms slipping around his neck as she clung to him. Her body willingly crushed into his, as her tight beaded nipples grazed against his stony chest. At that moment he felt the blood drain from his limbs and settle in the long hard stalk that pressed against her stomach.
    Cupping her chin, his lips lavished kisses across her jaw and trailed down her neck. With each kiss came another mew as she arched into him, shuddering from his touch. “God, woman, I've missed you so damn much.” he growled, as her fingers sank into his shoulders, keeping him close. His greedy hands slid over her pert breasts, knocking the thin straps away from her shoulders. The thin cloth barely covered her lithe body and he imagined what it would feel like to remove the satiny fabric from her body. Dipping her back, Aidan sank into the hot cave of her mouth, his warm palm played tenderly with the small diamond tip of her supple mound which yearned for his attention. His eyes shot to her sumptuous mounds realizing that nothing more than that scrap of her dress covered them. He was thankful she