Page 11 of Saved By the SEAL

I think this is just an excuse. It seems to me that Michelle is just freaking out, but of course I nod and point toward the bathroom like this is a perfectly reasonable reason to break apart the most passionate kiss I’ve ever had in my life. My God, she was incredible. Our connection is something else. We really are on fire. If things had carried on, it would have been phenomenal. It has me all thrilled just imagining what it could be like if we’d ended up naked and rolling around. Wow, we would have been flames, and it’s a shame that we didn’t head down that route. Even if it’s also probably for the best.

She slams the bathroom door behind her, and I instantly hear the shower running as if she can’t get in it fast enough. Once I know that she definitely isn’t coming back, I let out a breath and lean back against the couch. With my head rested behind me,my body begins to cool down just a little, allowing rationality to creep back in. We really shouldn’t have kissed. Even if it felt amazing, that wasn’t what we should have done. It’s good that nothing went further or we would really be in trouble.

“She’s your client,” I hiss to myself, suddenly wondering what came over me. “Max would kill you.”

I feel sick to my stomach. I clutch my belly to stop it from bursting free. The thought of Max knowing what I’ve done on my first ever job is horrible. I can’t even begin to imagine what he would do to me. I’d be fired for sure, and I don’t know where that would leave me. I don’t know what other job I would do at the moment. This is so freaking important to me. I don’t want to be taken off the case with Michelle because I don’t know if I could trust anyone else to look after her like I could. Ithasto be me. I need to be the one protecting her as long as I can stop myself from kissing her again. I have to keep away.

I rise from my seat and tidy around as much as I can, making sure that the dishes are all cleaned. Anything to stop Michelle from having to do it, and also because I want to be busy when she comes back out of the bathroom. I don’t want it to be awkward, so if she doesn’t want to talk to me much, then she doesn’t need to. She can just head to bed…

Oh, God, but what if she wants me in bed with her again? That’s going to be more charged tonight. It’ll be harder to keep away from one another. I hope Michelle has considered that before she asks me,ifshe asks me…

I want to play it cool and nonchalant as Michelle comes out of the bathroom, but my eyes snap around to see her regardless. I can’t stop it, the magnetic force drags me in without my consent. She just happens to look absolutely stunning while she’s soakingwet, which doesn’t make this any easier for me. I want to touch her skin, to brush against her and to feel what she’s like right now, but I can’t. I curl my fists by my sides to keep me in place while I look at her. Her red cheeks make me cringe.

“Are you okay?” I ask her awkwardly. “Your hair is looking really good right now. You suit being a brunette.”

“I do?” She automatically touches her hair bashfully. “I don’t know. I haven’t really seen it yet. I guess I’ll know when it dries.”

There’s a thickness in the air between us. I don’t think either of us knows what to do about it, so we just stare for a little while until Michelle begins to edge toward her bedroom. I want to stop her from going because I still feel like there’s a whole world of things we need to say to one another, but I don’t want any more awkwardness there, either. Maybe tomorrow…

“Goodnight.” She halfheartedly waves to me. “I guess I’ll see you in the morning. Hopefully, no screaming tonight.”

I’m crushed that she doesn’t want me to sleep with her. Iknowit’s irrational and could lose me my job, but I don’t want her to be the one to push me away. I want her, even if I shouldn’t, and I’m scared that she doesn’t want me back.

“Yeah. Goodnight.” I sound monotone and strangled. “I’ll see you tomorrow. We’ll see what the plan is then. I’ll be in touch with Max and find out what he has for us. You know how he is. He’s bound to have something.”

She vanishes from sight, leaving me all alone in the living room with my thoughts for company. My head is all over the place, spinning in a direction I can’t contain. The only thing I can try and do now is sleep this shit off. I can’t think about Michelle and how powerful it felt dyeing her hair, how intense it was kissingher, how much I want to strip her down and have her. My God, last night, I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I distrust her, and tonight I can’t stop thinking about that body of hers.

This isn’t good, is it? I’m in trouble and I just freaking know it. So, why can’t I stop it? What the hell is wrong with me? Urgh, I need to sleep before I getreallypissed off and do something crazy. Ineedto keep my head on…

“Michelle?” All of a sudden, she’s standing over me wearing nothing at all. The curves of her body are just as delicious as I knew they would be, making my heart pound and my whole body tremble. “Michelle, what are you doing here?”

I prop up onto my elbows to really drink her in because I don’t know if this is going to be a one-time thing, if I’m ever going to get a chance to see her gorgeous body again. She’s so freaking mind-blowing that I need to commit her to memory forever.

“I want you. You know I want you. I’ve wanted you all day long. Why didn’t you just take me before?”

She tosses her hair seductively over her shoulder and straddles me. I can already feel the wet heat emanating from her, and I ache badly to explore that. My cock is hard as a rock and aching to be inside her. Fuck all the reasons we shouldn’t do this. I want her badly, and she’s desperate for me too. I’m a hot-blooded male. I can’t resist her.

“Fuck, Michelle, you look so good.” I grab on to the round curve of her ass and bring her closer to me. “I’m sorry. I thought youdidn’t want me. But fuck, I wanted to take you before. It was seriously hard for me not to just take you.”

“Well, now…” She runs her fingers through my hair. “I need you to do whatever you want. Fuck me, take me hard.”

Instantly, I spin her around and scoop her up in my arms. Slamming her up against the wall, I kiss her harder and more passionately than before. The clothing seems to melt away from my body, leaving my cock naked and ready for her. She has her legs wrapped tightly around me so I can plunge deep within her in a heartbeat. Oh, my God, fucking her is even more intense than I thought it would be, and the delightful moans flying out of her lips are a bit too much. I don’t know if I can hack it…

Then she’s on her knees. I don’t even remember pulling out of her, but she’s on the floor and she has me deep in her mouth, down to the back of her throat, sucking and licking me like there’s no tomorrow. I run my fingers through her stunning hair as she does so, guiding her movements harder and faster until I’m basically fucking her mouth. My hips buck as my thighs tense up. I already know that I’m a little too close to the edge and that I might not be able to hold it inside any longer.

I want to contain myself. I need Michelle to lose her freaking mind too, but I don’t know if I can manage it. She’s too much for me. I might not be able to keep the volcano from erupting when she’s doing this to me.

“Taste me,” she screams, leaning back away from me. “I want you to fuck me from behind. I want every angle.”

I can’t keep myself in check. I don’t know what’s going on any longer. One minute, my tongue is buried within her, and the next, she’s riding me and her nipple is between my lips, thenher ass is slamming against me as she’s on her hands and knees in front of me. The sex is so intense, so dirty, and while a part of me knows that it’s a dream, just my brain exploring my options and fantasies because I definitely can’t do it in real life, it doesn’t make it any less powerful. Every sensation is real and overwhelming. I don’t want to let Michelle go, but that isn’t just because being inside her is so intense.

“Fuck, Michelle.” She sits on my lap with her back leaning against me so I can grab onto her breasts. “You feel so good.”

“Fucking you feels so good too,” she cries back. “I don’t ever want you to stop fucking me like this.”

I could do this forever. I can’t see any reason not to keep fucking her forever, but of course, the nature gets in the way and there’s nothing I can do. Michelle orgasms wildly, loudly, passionately, and her walls are clamping tightly around me, coaxing the orgasm out of me. I can’t stop myself however hard I try. Her body is too much for me. I fucking lose my mind…

But it doesn’t end there. Sex isn’t the only thing that my dream consists of. Once the post-orgasmic bliss slides over my body, the waves subsiding, we lie together in one another’s arms, holding on to each other like we’re the only people left in the world. She nestles into me, adoring me with her actions, and I’m obsessed with that. I can’t get enough.

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