Page 56 of Loved by a SEAL

A second hand curled around her hip.

His lips hovered near her ear.

“We’ve been dancing around this for an entire year. I like you. I want you. Not just tonight. Not just tomorrow. I want you with me at those damn barbeques your brother throws all the time.”

She smiled, wiping a stray tear away as he slowly turned her to face him.

“I want you asking me for another drink when you choke down those God-awful tofu burgers. I want you to be the one arguing with me when I say I’m buying the biggest gas guzzler in history. I want you to be the one I see when I leave base on Friday evenings. I want you to be the one in my bed at night.”

“Ryan…”

“I’m sorry about today,” he said, his voice low. “I figured you’d know I’d be back later.”

His gray eyes searched hers. And then suddenly she was in his arms, yielding to him once more as his lips found hers.

He kissed her thoroughly, until she was gasping for air. Until his tongue slid intimately against hers and he was all she could see and feel.

Ryan bent down and easily swept her into his arms, carrying her down the hall toward her room.

“You’re wearing less and less every time I see you,” he growled. “Who were you expecting to come over when you opened the door in your towel?”

“Just some door-to-door salespeople.”

“Jesus,” he muttered. “You’re far too tempting to be answering the door in a damn towel. You’re lucky I didn’t rip it right off you.”

“Have some self-control,” she teased.

“Around you? I have none.”

Ryan lowered her onto the bed, ending any further discussions. He eagerly unwrapped the towel, his eyes widening with arousal as he gazed down at her.

The cool air rushed over her bare breasts, her nipples pebbling. Ryan ducked down and captured one in his mouth, kissing and sucking and teasing until she felt arousal slickening her folds. His large hand kneaded and caressed her other breast, and just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he captured her nipple between his teeth and lightly tugged.

Lightning bolts of desire shot straight through her, and she arched off the bed, pleading with him.

He kissed his way down her body, grazing his teeth over one of her hips, before moving toward her core. She trembled as large hands kneaded and caressed her thighs, and then he was spreading her legs wide, opening her for him.

His hands gripped her inner thighs as he nuzzled against her sex, and then she held her breath as he softly kissed her folds. He tongued her gently, holding her legs wide as she moaned at his touch. Kissing his way higher, he slowly licked her clit as she shrieked and arched up off the bed.

Slinging her legs over his broad shoulders, his hands gripped her hips, holding her in place. She squealed in delight as he gave her a long, hard lick and then breathlessly cried out as he returned to her clit. Ryan flicked his tongue lightly over her swollen bud, teasing her mercilessly as she gasped and writhed on her bed.

He pushed even closer, his shoulders spreading her thighs even wider. She was vulnerable and exposed to him. At his complete and utter mercy. And she loved every second.

Ryan growled with approval every time she gasped or moaned at his touch. His tongue began faster ministrations, and she felt the rise of pleasure building inside. Every tease of his tongue sent her closer to the precipice, and as he held her to him, wickedly tickling her with pleasure, she detonated.

She saw stars as she exploded, her release drenching her swollen folds, and Ryan didn’t let up, wringing every last ounce of pleasure from her as she screamed out his name.

Her orgasm went on and on until she panted and pleaded with him to let up. Her inner walls clenched down around nothing, and she needed him there inside of her immediately. Gasping for breath, she barely was aware of him shucking off his jeans and boxers. His thick erection sprang out, and she looked on in awe as she saw the thick vein running down one side and head glistening with pre-cum.

“Holy crap,” she whispered.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to feel so damn good. You were so tight when I fingered you.”

“Come here,” she pleaded.

“Do you need me?” he asked, his voice gruff.

“Please!”

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