Page 36 of SEAL's Providence
She slid her hands over his pecs then up to his neck and into his hair. As she pulled him closer, every swipe of his tongue stoked the flames of her desire. She never wanted the kiss to end and moaned as he pulled away.
“More. I need more.” She shifted until she straddled his lap. Then slid forward and rubbed against his hard cock. “Mmm, is that all for me?”
“Always, sweetheart. But I’m trying to be a gentleman here. When?—”
Providence put a finger over his lips. Leaning forward, she nibbled on his earlobe and whispered, “What if I want more?”
His beautiful brown eyes searched her face. She knew he could see her truth—that she desired him more than her next breath. Continuing to rubagainst him, she wondered if he could feel how wet she was for him. Her panties were soaked, probably her yoga pants too.
Now that the shock was wearing off, she ached with need for him. Her nipples pebbled under her sweatshirt, and she rubbed them against his chest. Needy for any contact she could have.
“I don’t want you to regret this tomorrow,” Tony whispered against her lips.
“Never. I promise. Are you really going to make me beg?”
Tony’s growl sounded painful. “As much as I’d love to hear it, no, I’m not. Hold on.”
Before the words registered in her brain, he stood with her in his arms.
Providence wrapped her legs around his waist. “I’m too heavy?—”
“You’re not. You’re absofuckinglutely perfect. I don’t want to hear you ever say that again.”
His threat was loaded with possibilities. Needing to satisfy her curiosity, she asked,“What would you do?”
“I’d come up with something.”
Providence giggled.
“Where are we going?” Tony asked as he stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
“I don’t know. You’re the one carrying me.”Yeah, it was snarky, but she couldn’t help it. Happiness bubbled up inside her and the dormant butterflies took flight. When he rolled his eyes, she smirked. “Upstairs, first open door on your right.”
If she hadn’t been so turned on, she’d probably have made him put her down. It was crazy that he carried her up the stairs and wasn’t even breathing heavy. She wasn’t tall, not much over five feet, but years of working out had made her solid. No one had tried to pick her up since she was a small child.
“I’m going to have to call you superman, you know. I didn’t know you were so strong, plus you’ve got a steel rod in your jeans.”
“Wait till you see what I can do with my rod,” Tony murmured as he slid her against him until her feet were on the carpet.
“Yes, please. I can’t wait.”
The longing in his gaze as he undressed her took her breath away.
“Oh, doctor, are you going commando this evening?”
“I’m not commando, just without a bra. But it’s just for you, Commander Knox. Only you.” Where had this vixen come from? She’d never flirted. But then, no man had ever made her crazy with need the way Tony did. “Did you just growl?”
“I don’t want to think about you being withanyone else. You’re driving me out of my mind and my cock is so hard, I am struggling not to come in my jeans. I won’t be able to hold off once I’m inside your hot little pussy.”
“Mercy. You’re killing me.”
“It’s mutual, sweetheart.” He sucked in a breath as he removed her yoga pants and panties and revealed her bare skin. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
He lifted her panties to his face and closed his eyes as he inhaled. “Delicious.”
Providence’s face flamed. Goosebumps rose on her skin, and she shivered. This time not from the cold, but from need.
“My turn,” she said and reached for his shirt.
