Page 12 of A SEAL for the Weekend
I reach for another condom from the packet by the bed, and he takes it, sliding it on behind me.
He’s taking it slow, but this time, I want fast. I reach between my legs, grasp his hard length, and slide it toward my entrance.
There’s a dull ache between my legs from last night. My first time left me breathless and sore and wondering why the hell I waited so long to lose my virginity.
He groans as I run his length over my wet pussy.
“Rose.” He utters my name with reverence, and regret pangs in my chest. I wish he was uttering my real name.
I shut that part of me down and grip him tighter as I push my hips back.
“You don’t have to be gentle.” I grind my hips, making him groan. “Take me how you want, Sargent Grey.”
He groans as he pulls my hips into the air. His other arm flips me over so my face is in the pillow.
“Is this okay?” His voice is gritty as his hand trails over my ass, down my back, and presses between my shoulder blades.
“Stop being so polite.” I arch my back and lift my hips, and finally. he gives in to what I want, what I need.
“Fuck.” He fists his cock and spreads my thighs as he goes onto his knees.
“Tell me any time to stop.”
I don’t look back at him. “I don’t want you to stop.”
Closing my eyes, I lose myself in the sensation of his wide hands on my body, which pull me toward him until his cock nocks at my entrance. He thinks he has control, but I move my hips, controlling the slide down his shaft.
I cry out as he fills me up, and for a moment, I think I might break apart. Then he slides my hips down, and the loss of his cock makes me whimper in need.
“There’s no rush, Rose.”
I feel him lean forward and press soft kisses on my back, his beard scraping my skin. My pussy throbs with need for him, and I move my hips trying to get him to mount me.
“Uh-uh.” He shifts his tip out the way, and I whimper in frustration. “I’m in charge this time. And I’ll tell you when you can have my cock.”
My breath hitches, and a new need coils in my belly. I wanted to get lost in Sargent Gray, but now he’s playing with me.
His beard scraps down my back so fucking slowly.
“What are you doing?” I’m breathless, and I hate how needy I sound.
He chuckles, a soft, low hum that has me shivering in anticipation. “We’ve only got one night, Rose. I’m going to make sure you remember it.”
Strong hands pull my thighs apart, and warm breath hits my ass. His bristles scrape against my inner thighs as his mouth closes around my slit. His tongue lashes out in places I never thought a tongue should go. I buckle, and he grabs my thighs and holds me in place.
Pleasure shoots though me so intense that I can’t keep still. When I buck my hips, Sergeant Gray is there to catch me. A keening sound emanates out of my throat that I don’t recognize. I half scream, half moan as he grinds me on his tongue.
I writhe on the bed, pushing my hips onto him as he laps at every part of me. The pleasure grows, and he inserts a finger inside that coils around and presses against my inner walls.
I’m wound up so tight I claw at the bedding while animal noises erupt from my throat. The release comes hard and long, and I moan like an injured animal as I press myself against his mouth. My pussy throbs, and the release does nothing to sate my desire.
Sergeant Grey keeps one hand on my backside as he moves swiftly behind me. His palm presses hard into my skin, and his fingers grip my hips.
“Are you ready for me, Rose,” he grits out, and I manage a breathless affirmative.
Then he’s behind me and plunging inside so hard and deep that my body jerks forward, and I let out a cry.
Gripping my hips in both hands, he pulls me toward him. There’s no gentleness, no let up. There’s just his need and mine.
