Page 25 of SEAL's Tempest
Not wanting to give her a chance to reconsider, Josh pulled her onto his lap. Tempest squirmed as her ass rubbed against his throbbing dick. Need reverberated within is chest. This kiss wouldn’t be gentle.
Need flared in her eyes as his hands grasped her silky hair to hold her still as he possessed his lips to her mouth. When she parted her lips, his tongue swept inside. She tasted of chocolate and desire, and he couldn’t get enough.
Josh’s lips rubbed against hers as his tongue ravished her mouth. His arms tightened around her and he grabbed her ass as she trembled and scraped her nails against his scalp. When he finally broke the kiss, Josh leaned his forehead against hers and took a deep breath.
“Are you okay,” Josh asked gently once he could breathe. He released his grip on her hair and trailed his fingers along her soft cheek.
Tempest nodded. “Wonderful, actually.”
“Good. But your kisses aren’t enough. I want all of you, Tempest. Maybe I’m crazy, but this feels like magic. We’re not guaranteed a tomorrow. But we have now, and I want to show you the stars. Feel you shatter around me as you scream my name. Will you let me?”
Tempest wriggled in his lap, and he could feel her peaked nipples pressing against his chest. When she finally met his gaze with a smile, Josh shattered. It was like being bathed in sunshine. But her words, those lit him on fire.
“Make love to me, Josh. Make me forget all of this.”
More relieved than he should have been, Josh needed to make sure this was her choice. And that he wouldn’t force her to do anything. “If you change your mind at any point, just tell me to stop, and I will. I promise.”
“I know. Now stop stalling.” She nipped at his lip.
“You’re so damn sexy, but you’re wearing way too many clothes.” He reached for the hem of her T-shirt. She lifted her arms as he pulled it over her head and tossed it across the room.
“So beautiful,” Josh murmured. His fingers trailed over her soft skin and ran his fingers over her bra. It was white silk with only lace between her breasts. Sexy as hell, but he wanted it gone.
His mouth watered for a taste of her, for the feel of her hard little nipples between his lips. If he didn’t get out of his jeans soon, he might have permanent zipper marks on his cock. He’d never been this turned on from holding a half-naked woman in his arms.
“Your turn,” Tempest said, her voice filled with desire.
As much as he wanted her naked boobs in his hand, delayed gratification had its advantages. Josh smiled and pulled his shirt over his head, then tossed it on the floor. It took all his concentration not to move as she ran her hands over his arms and over his chest. Her fingers caressed his pecs before rubbing his nipples.
While her touch was wonderful, it wasn’t enough as his need amped even higher. Her slightest touch left trails of heat in its wake, driving him to his limit.
Tempest squeaked as he stood up from the couch with her in his arms and put her down in front of him. At first she just watched as he kicked off his boots and took off his socks.
He wondered if she was going to change her mind. As he popped open the button on his jeans and she gasped, his worry evaporated. But she didn’t move, just continued to watch him, staying focused on his hands as he slowly lowered the zipper.
Free from the confines of his jeans, his hard cock twitched in his boxer briefs, a wet spot clearly visible from his arousal. Tempest reached for him as he kicked his jeans away. He stepped back. If she touched him he’d lose it, his burning need for her was to great.
“Not yet. You need to catch up. Looks like you’re the one wearing too much now. Luckily there’s an easy remedy for that.” Josh waggled his eyebrow and smiled.
“You don’t say.” Tempest grinned back at him as she unhooked her bra. But she didn’t take it off. Instead, she slid one strap down her arm, then the other, using her arms to hold the bra in place.
Of course, she’d tease him. Josh groaned. “You’re not playing fair.”
“You mean, there’s rules? You never said anything about playing fair,” Tempest teased and tossed her bra at him.
Josh caught it with a grin, the fabric warm in his hands as he clenched it.
But she wasn’t done teasing him. After unbuttoning her jeans, she opened the zipper, but she turned around before she shimmied out of them. As she gradually revealed her silk-covered ass, he groaned again and grasped the base of his cock to keep from coming. He’d never considered himself an ass man, but Tempest was changing his mind.
After stepping out of her pants, Tempest met his eyes over her shoulder making sure he watched as she ran her hands over her arms.
“Fuck, Tempest. You’re killing me,” Josh said, his voice husky.
“We can’t have that.” She slowly turned to face him.
“You’re beautiful.” Josh exhaled as he pulled her toward him and took her in a scorching kiss. His hands roamed over her shoulders and down to cup her breast, rubbing back and forth over her nipple as she shuddered in his arms. Then he pinched the tight peak.
“Oh, God.”
