Page 11 of SEAL's Temptation

He chuckled, massaging her back and enjoying himself as he applied more sunblock.His fingertips teased the side of her breast in one stroke, and he swallowed.One quick flip, and she’d be bared to him.

And the rest of the beach, he thought with regret.

The side swell of her breast was plump and perfect, paler than the rest of her skin.Ryan could be a gentleman, though.There were families nearby.Children.And he was supposed to be applying sunscreen to Avery, not getting handsy.

“This is like torture,” he groaned.“You, looking all gorgeous and half naked on the beach.”

“Be good,” she told him, flashing Ryan a knowing look.Her pink lips were curved in a smile.

He smirked.“You’re making it damn hard,” he muttered.

Her laughter made him realize his unintended sexual innuendo.“That’s not what I meant, but....”He cleared his throat as she giggled even more.“Yep.It’s definitely getter harder.”Avery’s shoulders shook with laughter, and he bit back a grin.This woman would be the death of him.

He wanted to playfully swat her ass for teasing him, but again....Public.Beach.

Oh, how he wanted to get this woman alone.But it sure as shit wouldn’t be happening right now.

Ryan finished rubbing sunscreen into her back and retied the strings of her bikini top.It was a damn shame, but yeah.He sure as hell wasn’t willing to share her with anyone else happening to stroll by.

Avery was his.Somehow, she’d gotten under his skin months ago.Every phone call and text had brought them closer, and after today?After their shared kisses and quiet moments?

Damn.

It would be a real struggle for him to let her fly free until she came back to him.Panama.The Darien Gap.He was sending her straight into danger.Naturally, he hadn’t met a timid woman who wanted to play it safe.Then again, Avery’s adventurous nature was part of what had drawn him to her in the first place.If she was scared of the world, content to remain home all her life, she might never have flown to Oahu in the first place.

And he’d be missing out on all this.

“You want me to do your back now?”she asked, smiling contentedly.He was still kneeling above her and should move, but damn.She looked so sweetly sexy lying there, he wanted to memorize the moment.

“You can do whatever you want to me,” he said.

She made an amused sound, beaming at him as she shifted positions, forcing him to move.Avery sat on the beach towel once more and adjusted her bikini top.Ryan could see a hint of her nipples beneath the yellow fabric.Her breasts were proportionate to her body—not too big, not too small.Just fucking right.She’d fill his hands perfectly, and for a brief flash, he could see it.Avery, naked in his bed, Ryan kissing and caressing those perfect globes as she rode him, her blonde hair spilling around her, Ryan thrusting upward as they made love.His girl crying out his name.

It was so vivid, he shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts.

Avery reached over to grab the sunblock he’d dropped, and his gaze landed on her once more.Her bikini bottoms covered a damn fine ass.He felt like a teenage boy around her, suddenly trying not to embarrass himself in his swim trunks on the beach.He was a goddamn Navy SEAL, yet his body reacted to her on a base level.Blood pumping.Cock hardening.It was like every cell in his body wanted to be closer to her.Needed to feel and taste her warm, smooth skin.Explore those killer curves.Make her his in every way.

She shifted so that she was behind him, both of them on the beach towel, and Ryan enjoyed the feel of Avery’s delicate hands moving over the muscles of his back.“You really should keep in better shape,” she joked, and he huffed out a laugh.

He was used to looks from women on the beach, but none of it compared to Avery’s eyes on him.

As she covered his shoulders with sunblock, her hands rose up, lightly playing with the short-cropped hair just above the back of her neck.He could feel as she leaned closer, her breasts pressing against his back, her breath on his neck before she gave him a soft kiss.

Ryan pounced, turning and catching her in his arms.Avery squealed in delight, laughing, and he lowered her back onto the towel, kissing her long and slow, enjoying every fucking second.

Avery’s phone buzzing had them both pausing, and she fumbled to grab it from her beach bag.She’d left the backpack at her hotel, and once again, he was amazed that she’d rolled right along with their day.There was no excessive primping for the change of plans.She’d put on a bikini and flowy coverup, slid into her flipflops, and quickly packed a bag for their newest adventure.

“It’s Aaron,” she said as she looked at her phone.“I texted him on the way over and said to make the reservation for four people instead of three tonight.”

Ryan chuckled.“How’d he take it?”

Her lips quirked as she thumbed a response, and she flipped her phone around, showing him the screen.

Avery:Make the dinner reservation for 4 people, not 3.

Aaron:Seriously?

Avery:Yep.Looking forward to catching up.

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