Page 15 of SEAL'S Baby Surprise
“I want you,” I say. “Let me give you something a little more for all the pain and suffering I’ve put you through.”
I lean in again. This time, I don’t just brush my lips against his.
I press my whole body against him.
When my tongue skates against his lips, he opens, moaning. His hands come up and fist in my hair, pulling my head back and deepening the kiss.
Holy. Cow.
Austin cankiss.
I moan too, leaning back as I lose myself in the kiss. His hands are still at my neck, but I tug at one of them, pulling it down to my breast. When he kneads me once, I think I’m about to combust.
I gasp at the sensation.
Unfortunately, that seems to break the moment.
“Whoa!” he says, setting me beside him real quick. “Okay, that’s definitely a great kiss. But I don’t want you to think that you need to... um... that is to say, if you’re really attracted to me, that’s great, but this,” he gestures in between us, “That’s not whyI’m helping you. Everyone gets down on their luck sometimes. We’ll get you squared away, somehow. But you don’t owe me anything.”
“I do. I want you,” I sniff.. I’m worried that I’ve already screwed this up. I want him to kiss me, pet me, and tell me that he loves me. But why should he? I’m just a stupid girl who can’t even pawn her own pearls!
“Lee, I just... I really need to understand that you know you don’t have to do this for me. I want you, and I think you’re beautiful, but you don’t owe me anything,” Austin says softly.
He’s rejecting me.
That has to be it.
I feel the disappointment wash over me at the thought. “Yeah, it’s okay. I get it. I can take a hint. There’s nothing...” I get up to go mid-sentence, but as quickly as I’m up, Austin’s hand is around my wrist.
He pulls me back down so I’m straddling his lap. I can feel something growing big and hard under me, so I know he isn’t indifferent to me.
I’m more than a little confused.
Austin’s hands come up on either side of my face. “Hey. Lee. Stay with me.”
I study his face. “I’m here.”
“If you want me, I want you too,” he murmurs. “Just say the word, and I’m game.”
That makes me smile a little. “What’s the word?”
“More,” he whispers, dead serious.
“More,” I repeat without hesitation.
This time when we kiss, it’s not soft or gentle. Not at all.
It’s hungry.
Austin’s lips are all over me. They nip at the edge of my jaw, moving down my neck.
It makes me shiver with delight.
I turn my face up to him for more kisses.
But, I still want more.
I’m pretty sure that I have to tell him exactly what I need. So, =I grab his hand and shove it into my pants.
