Page 66 of Rescuing Nathaniel

Did Nathaniel even realize that his hands were no longer gripping her hips? They were now kneading her backside, making it harder and harder to concentrate.

“I think you don’t quite realize this, butyou'rebeautiful, well handsome, intelligent, so adorable, sweet, strong, and brave. Nathaniel,you'repretty perfect too.”

Huffing a small chuckle, he leaned his forehead against hers. “You know, no SEAL wants to be called adorable.”

“Too bad. I get to call my SEAL whatever I want.”

Ava might have said the words as almost a taunt, wanting to snap Nathaniel’s control so he’d take her the way she wanted to be claimed, but she wasn't prepared for the almost possessive growl that rumbled through his chest.

She also wasn't quite prepared for the way he strode through the apartment to her bedroom with such purposeful steps as his hungry lips found hers, kissing her like he could never get enough.

Join the club.

That’s exactly how she felt about Nathaniel Trevino. Like she could never ever, not even if someone gave her a billion years, get enough of him.

In her bedroom, he set her almost reverently on her feet. As he stripped her out of her leggings, sweater, bra, and panties he kissed and licked at her skin. Paying extra attention to the wound on the inside of her elbow, and the one on her neck.

Each touch of his mouth made it feel like he was setting little fires, and by the time he had her naked, she felt like she was burning up from the inside out.

“Nathaniel,” she whimpered as she reached for him. Why did he still have so many clothes on? “Want you naked.”

He chuckled then captured her lips in a searing kiss. “You look beautiful unwrapped, Aves.”

Her cheeks heated in a blush as she remembered her embarrassing ramble in Mexico. But the way Nathaniel looked at her now, like he’d just been given the best gift in the world, quickly chased any humiliation away.

“Can't wait to taste you,” he whispered against her lips, then like he was some sort of undressing ninja, he was out of his clothes and backing her up against the bed before she could form a coherent thought.

When the backs of her legs hit the bed, she fell backward, bouncing once against the soft mattress, something soft landing beside her. A condom, she realized as she tilted her head to the side, but then Nathaniel was on his knees before her and she couldn’t focus on anything else. Fitting his massive shoulders between her legs, he spread her open before him.

The appreciative look on his face had her blushing again, but there was no embarrassment this time. Just hunger. A fiery need to feel his mouth on her most private parts.

That first swipe of his tongue was heaven. And the appreciative moan that had his lips vibrating against her sensitive flesh made it even better. Somehow it seemed like his mouth was everywhere all at once. The tip of his tongue circled her entrance before nudging its way inside, and then it was swirling around her bud making her cry out as sensations built.

Like she was sure he approached everything else in his life, Nathaniel worked with purpose and dedication. Quickly learning what she liked, what made her moan, what made her hips rock, seeking more, and he doubled down on those things until those sensations had built so high she wasn't sure how they remained contained inside her.

And then they didn't.

With a cry she was sure her neighbors could hear through the walls, Ava came hard as Nathaniel sucked on her bundle of nerves.

Not that her orgasm had him letting up.

Nope.

He continued to lick and suck, dragging on her orgasm until her legs were trying to close to shut off the stimulation, only to find they couldn’t because his shoulders were still wedged between them, his face still buried in her heat.

Only when her orgasm began to fade, leaving nothing but small aftershocks in its wake did he finally lift his dark head. His lips were wet and there was pure male satisfaction in his eyes.

“Perfect,” he whispered.

Then he was moving again. Hooking an arm around her waist, he took her with him as he shifted them both onto the mattress, her spread out beneath him. Crushing his lips to hers, after another searing kiss that had her toes curling, he flipped her onto her stomach. His hands gripped her hips, lifting them off the bed, and she felt his tip nudging her entrance.

“You ready for me, Aves?”

“Always,” she answered, and then he was burying himself inside her in one smooth thrust.

For a second there was a sharp sting as he stretched her, and her body accommodated to his impressive size. Nathaniel stilled, giving her the time she needed to adjust, and then when she sighed in contentment and arched her back, taking him a little deeper, he began to move.

One of his large hands claimed her breast, and he guided her up so her back was to his chest as he fondled her. His other hand splayed low on her stomach, playing with her bud as he set a steady pace, thrusting into her a little harder each time. His lips touched soft kisses to the side of her neck, worshipping the healing gunshot wound.

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