Page 51 of SEAL's Harmony
Harmony’s hands slid around his neck, her nails scraping along his scalp. Their tongues tangled and rubbed against each other. She was driving him out of his mind with need.
When he finally released her lips, they were both panting. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Then he tucked her head under his chin as he struggled to control his need to make her his.
“I’m barely hanging on to my control here,” Ry said, his voice gruff.
“Then let go, Ry. I know you’ve been holding back, but you don’t have to.”
“Baby, I need to know if you’re still a virgin.” Ry had his suspicions, but he needed to know before he went any further.
Harmony stilled in his arms, then nodded. “I am, but it doesn’t matter. I love you, Ry. I want to know what it’s like to be loved by you—all of you.”
Ry leaned back so he could see her face, read her expression. Wanted to spend the rest of his life doing all the things she’d said, and more, but he had to be sure she wouldn’t have regrets. He’d never been with a virgin, and it scared him. Worried him. Could he be gentle enough? He wanted to give her the fairytale and make it perfect. She’d suffered so much, he wanted to give her the happily ever after she deserved.
“Are you sure, sweetheart? I’ll be gentle, it is going to hurt, but hopefully not for long.”
Harmony caressed his cheek, and her beautiful smile lit her entire face and eased his doubts.
“I love you, Harmony.” Ry stood with her still in his arms and carried her into his bedroom. Whiskey had followed them down the hall. “Sorry, boy, we need some alone time.” Then kicked the door closed.
Harmony giggled. “I can’t believe you locked him out.”
“Trust me, you do not want him jumping on the bed. Besides, we’d scar him for life.” Ry grinned, then kissed her on the tip of her nose before sitting her on the edge of his bed.
He went down on his knees, his hands resting on her thighs. “We’re going to take this slow, but if you change your mind at any point, tell me and I’ll stop. This is all about you. Showing you how much I love you. But if it doesn’t happen today, then it will happen tomorrow, or the next day. No matter what, I’m not going anywhere. You are mine.” Ry’s gaze never left hers, hoping she would see the truth in his words. He’d wait a hundred years if that’s what she needed.
“I’m sure. I have been, but I didn’t know if you wanted me…” her voice trailed off as her cheeks turned pink.
She was precious.
“I will always want you.” Ry stood and pulled his T-shirt over his head and tossed it on the chair in the corner. Then he opened the button on his fly and slowly lowered the zipper. His cock was hard enough to hammer nails as it bounced against his stomach as he stepped out of his jeans.
“Oh wow, um, you’re kind of big,” Harmony murmured as she watched him undress.
“Yes, I am.” Before he could say anything else, she tentatively reached out and touched the tip with her finger, then continued down the length of his shaft.
“It’s so soft and hard at the same time.”
Ry groaned. He wanted her to be comfortable, but it was taking every bit of his restraint to remain still while she explored. When she wrapped her small hand around him and squeezed, he had to stop her.
“I love you want to touch me, and I’ll let you explore all you want later, but now it’s my turn.” He tried to keep his voice gentle but vibrated with the need for her.
“I’m sorry—”
“You have nothing to be sorry about. I want to take this slow and if you keep touching me, I won’t be able to.”
“Oh.”
He’d intended the kiss to be gentle, to distract her as he undressed her, but as soon as their lips touched, he couldn’t hold back his desire. Slanting his mouth against hers, he nibbled her bottom lip, and she moaned. Ry pushed her yoga pants down her legs, and she kicked them off. Releasing her lips, he lifted her T-shirt over her head, and it joined his on the chair. Then he stood back and admired his woman.
“You’re absolutely beautiful.”
“You might need some glasses. I’m pretty normal,” she said, as her blush spread over the pale skin of her chest. “I don’t even have sexy lingerie—"
“You are exceptional and mine. I don’t care about your underwear. You won’t be wearing it for much longer.” The time for talking was over. Ry climbed onto the bed and pulled her into the middle.
After taking possession of her mouth, he kissed across her jaw and down her neck, learning what she liked. Her nipples were hard and poked against the white cotton of her bra. As his mouth covered the firm nub, Harmony’s back arched off the bed.
“Oh my God.”
