Page 65 of Under Pressure

“You’ve just surprised me,” she exhaled as he made her curl.

She moaned as he slid a few fingers underneath the edge, touching her hairless mound, teasing her throbbing lips. It was clear to Kendra that he was pouring every ounce of energy into pleasing her, doing what it took to make her feel amazing.

“Did you think I was just looking for a quick fuck?” he growled onto her pussy as he ripped her panties down her thighs.

She bit her lip, unwilling to answer that, weaving her hands in his thick hair as he licked her clit slowly. The way he worked her—he was testing her. He was trying to read her body, react to how she liked it. Damn, he was an attentive lover.

“You’re not the type of woman I’d want a quick fuck with.” He grinned as he ate her out a little harder, finding her sweet spot.

He slid his fingers up her thighs, massaging her lips and teasing the opening of her core.

“Then what would you want?” She exhaled through spasms as he drew waves of pleasure out of her pussy. God, he was so damn good at that.

“I want you.”

As he slid his tongue up and down her clit, circling and massaging—he entered her pussy with his fingers, finding little spots of pleasure that she didn’t know existed. He groaned heavily about how fucking good she tasted, how fucking hot she was, encouraging her to come all over his face. Whatever trepidation she had about letting someone she’d just met go down on her was quickly thrown out of the window.

And he’d been making her feel good all day—from the rappel tower to the bar—and now in his bed. The romance of meeting some amazing SEAL that wanted her, and only her, drove her to the most intense orgasm she’d had in…she didn’t know how long. How can this be happening to me?

With her fingers in his hair, holding his head, she came hard. He held her down as he clearly enjoyed giving her so much pleasure.

“Fuck, now I really want you,” he groaned as he lapped up her orgasm, running his fingers through the wetness that dripped out of her core.

She slowly sat up, biting her lip and watching the fully dressed man kneeling before her. She could get used to that. She never wanted it to end.

“So, have me,” she whispered, beaming up at him, sinking farther back into his dark sheets.

That was all she needed to say. His pants and shirt flew off in seconds, and he moved on top of her. When she rested her head back onto his soft pillow, he kissed down her neck again, finding her breasts as she twisted and moaned underneath him while he worshipped every inch of her body. Kendra enjoyed the hardness of his cock in between her legs, still caged by his boxers. She reached down, pushing at his waistband, eager to see all of him.

He grabbed her hand, holding her still. He traced her up and down.

“We don’t have to go all the way,” he said, his hand shaking slightly. “I know you’re more… a traditional kind of girl.”

She beamed, running her hands up his core, which was all cut and rippling with muscle. Even hearing him say that blew her mind. The whole day, the whole evening—it had just romanced her to a point that she was willing to do something she never did. Maybe he was worth breaking rules for.

“I never do this,” she whispered, pushing her hand through his and toying with his waistband again, tugging it down.

His pulsing cock was just inches from bursting out. She ached to see it, feel it—needed to be as close with him as possible.

“I believe in love and marriage… and the old-fashioned way of things.”

“Okay,” he said, as he planked over her, showing pure strength by effortlessly hovering his body as he waited.

“I’m not the type to do things casually.”

“I know.”

“Is this real?” She bit her lip. She was beginning to let herself believe that the fairy tale could be possible…with him. She continued, “Is this going to be a real thing?”

He let his face drop to hers, inches from her mouth, his eyes serious and studying.

“It’s never felt this real before. There’s something about you—” But he trailed off, dropping his mouth onto her lips, kissing her once again.

Kendra closed her eyes, feeling Delta’s tongue playfully enter her mouth, tasting her. Caring. Loving. Teasing.

She moaned under his body as she helped him slip off his boxers, feeling his engorged member bounce between her thighs. As he kissed her deeper, faster, he pulled up her knees, positioning his pelvis just right. Then his cock was throbbing at her opening, testing her, feeling her wetness. She knew how bad he wanted her. And her arousal was out of control, the chemistry in her brain exploding with passion, driving her to feel like she was in heaven.

“Are you sure?” he asked again, in between kissing and rubbing his cock at the entrance of her pussy.

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