No

Despite the way your pulse is racing in excitement, you hesitantly mention the proverbial elephant in the room. "It's already morning..."

You should have known better than to doubt your protector's sense of duty though. Leaning in close, his rugged face pressed up against your smooth one, he speaks into your ear, his warm breath tickling you. "The floodwaters won't recede until the afternoon at soonest...there's little to do until then, so apart from a bare minimum to keep things orderly, I've given my men some time to unwind."

As he finishes with words, Broderick pushes you onto your back and climbs on top of you, straddling you with his hands planted firmly on either side of you. His naked, overwhelmingly masculine body pins you to the furs lining the tent, leaving you a little breathless for more reasons than one.

You can feel his pulse, which is racing almost as much as yours, and the intense look in his eyes makes it clear he intends to use his morning off quite 'productively'...though a tiny piece of you wants to complain how presumptuous he's being, the look you give him in return is sultry enough to dispel any doubts he might have about continuing.

You can feel proof of his morning excitement pressing against your thigh as he leans forwards to press his lips against yours, making your head spin. You can't help but allow your mouth to fall slightly open, at which time his tongue makes its way in, tangling with yours in an aggressive deep kiss.

He's domineering and relentless, passionately invading your mouth until he has your complete submission; you let out a muffled squeal and writhe in helpless pleasure as your groin, caught between your body and his, begins to erupt.