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It was a massacre. And then, when those animals burned up the bodies& He
couldn t help the tears in his eyes.
It s okay, kid. Rick squeezed his arm. We ll do what we have to.
I think whoever is calling the shots wanted to get rid of all of us, Joey told him.
Rick s face tightened. What do you mean?
I kind of drifted in and out the last couple of days at the hospital. I had a funny
feeling I d be better off if no one knew I was awake. He reached for the water glass.
Anyway, these two guys came into my room the day before you got me out. They
talked about moving me someplace and finding out what I knew.
Gregorio anticipated as much, Rick said, his fists clenching. That s why he called
me.
I think it s time for you to pay the major a visit, Dan told him. See if they re
going to do anything about getting Mark out.
If they can t move because they re handcuffed politically, we ll have to do it
ourselves, you know.
A done deal, Dan agreed. Go make your arrangements.
They all looked at each other as Rick walked out of the room, each of them mentally
gearing up for what they knew was ahead of them.
* * * * *
Mark wasn t sure if he d dozed or simply fell into unconsciousness. The sun had
been broiling overhead when he closed his eyes, the heat settling in the tent like a
suffocating blanket. Not even a whisper of a breeze stirred the jungle trees. The heat still
enveloped him but through the tent flap he could see darkness outside and hear the
now familiar songs of the night birds.
His skin felt hot to the touch and he wasn t sure if it was from the tropical sun or a
fever raging through his body. Sweat had mingled with the dirt on his skin forming a
layer of mud. He tried to clean his wounds with a little of the water they brought him
each day but he didn t put much faith in his efforts. He wasn t even sure how safe the
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water was but letting more dust pile up in the open cuts or his body becoming totally
dehydrated was a more unpleasant prospect. Maybe the easiest thing to do was just
give in to it and die.
No! Get it together, Halloran. You ve never given up before. Don t start now. You finally
got your head out of your butt enough to realize you love Tidbit and even sent her a message.
Are you going to wimp out now and let these bastards kill you before you can tell her in person?
Memories of their unbelievable weekend washed over him. The feel of her lush
body, the silken smoothness of her skin. Her muscles clenching around him like a hot,
wet glove, pulling him deeper into her. Pulling him home.
Home. Shit, he d certainly taken long enough to understand that s where it was.
With her. Talk about having a thick skull. Maybe the whacks he d taken on the head
here had knocked some sense into him.
Right at the moment he d give everything he owned to be with her, the love of his
life. In a bedroom with soft light spilling over them and clean sheets beneath them. To
taste her mouth that was sweet as honey and inhale her fragrance.
He closed his eyes again and she was there, her body close to his. This time she was
on her knees beside him, her back delicately curved as she bent over him. Slim fingers
wrapped themselves around his throbbing cock.
Mmmm, she hummed, as her tongue darted out to lick the drop of pre-cum from
the slit at the top of the ultra-sensitive head.
She did it again. And again, her tongue like a wet flame brushing over him, igniting
nerves he didn t even know he had. When she dipped the tip of her tongue into the slit
his cock jerked in her hand.
Suck me, he growled in a low voice.
Obediently she opened her mouth and slowly took his shaft inside. The thick, ropy
vein pulsed against her tongue, every drop of blood in his body shooting straight to
that spot.
She set up the familiar motion, the one that took him to heaven and back. Except
that when she did this, heaven was a raging inferno, consuming him. The silken wash
of her liquid bathed him, the sensation making his hips jerk upward, his cock riding
deeper into her mouth.
She slid her mouth from the head to the root, pausing before moving upward again,
the movement so slow and deliberate it was exquisite torture. She did it again, this time
slipping one small hand between his thighs to roll his balls with her fingers.
Harder, he urged. Faster.
She hummed again, this time a purr of satisfaction, and increased the tempo of
hand and mouth. Down, up. In, out. Pressure on his balls. Fire in his groin. More, more,
more.
He exploded, erupting into her mouth like a rumbling geyser, spurting over and
over. She swallowed every bit, squeezing his cock and his balls to draw the very last
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drop from him. When he was spent she slid her lips down the length of him one last
time before releasing him. She pressed her mouth to his and he could taste himself on
her lips, a flavor that carried deep inside him. She thrust her tongue into him, seeking a
mating with his own, a dance they d done many times.
Only when she d explored every inch of his mouth and carried every drop of his
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