Page 37 of Sexy SEALs

The room was dark, but the side-light was on. Adonis was peaceful in sleep and he snored softly, but I didn’t mind. I let my gaze run all over his face, and then, I couldn’t help it, I reached out to touch the firm line of his jaw. I waited until then to let my hand move down, to the silky skin of his shoulder. He was well-muscled on every inch of his body.

My fingers splayed out as I ran my hand down over his chest. Smooth and satiny soft, his chest was broad, unlined, and marked with one tattoo, he told me it meant Sign of Times, he was a Prince fan. A symbol that Prince lived by and Adonis wanted to do the same.I let my hand go lower, always with an ear out in case his breathing changed. I found a hard abdomen, flat but muscled, that went down to the very heart of him. I didn’t want to wake him, not yet. I just wanted to touch him, explore the strangeness of the male form.My attention was caught by his cock. My first touch brought it to life. He became hard in my hand in an instant and I stopped breathing, I didn’t move at all. He continued to snore softly, so I moved my hand, to see what new response I’d get. I’d aroused him, even in his sleep!

I wrapped my fingers more tightly around the length of him and stroked him the way he’d shown me to earlier.

“You want to tease me, while I’m sleeping and think that you can get away withit.”

Shit, he was awake!

We’d not been sensual, not once, but being with Chaz and David had given me the confidence, to be this way with him. He was acting like a gentleman, and I was the one acting like a horny teenager.

He pushed my right leg, the one on top, up and over my left leg against the bed. He moved me again and then curled up behind me. I was already aroused from my exploration of him. I knew this wouldn’t hurt at all. I’d be too wet to feel any pain at all.

“You want me so badly?”

I smiled, “Otherwise I wouldn’t have woken you up.”

Touching him like that would wake him up, and I knew I wouldn’t be disappointed, I wasn’t when we talked and I certainly wouldn’t be in bed with him. He braced one hand on my right shoulder, pulled my torso back towards his chest, and slid right into me. Adonis went into me smoothly, without a single instance of hesitation. He pushed his left arm under me and pulled me up to his chest. Adonis cupped my breasts as he clasped me to him with an intensity I hadn’t felt from him before.

He slid in and out of me in a gentle rhythm. We weren’t driving each other on or fighting for dominance. I was naked next to him. I’d awoken up, once I knew he was sleeping, and took my PJ’s off. I wanted him, and I had him in my bed for a reason. One reason alone, for his hands, and every part of him to be next to my skin.

I turned my head, and he kissed me, just as his fingers tugged at my nipples.

“Adonis,” I breathed his name as that mad rush towards pleasure came over me again. His lips on mine, the way he surrounded me, slid into me while my thighs pressed together just right to put pressure on my clit, caused an inferno of tight pleasure to swirl in my lower abdomen.

I knew it now, this build to orgasm, and I enjoyed every second. When it broke over me, it was as gentle as Adonis was. I cried out softly, too tired to hold back, but it was all so sweet and exquisitely tender that I couldn’t make a louder noise if I’d wanted to. I felt his body go rigid behind me as mine bowed back into him. He went still and groaned as waves shook over me, over and over, as he let himself go.

Adonis pulled out of me. I curled into my pillow with his arms still around me.

He kissed my temple and pulled a little further away, just enough to let me have my space in the bed.

I didn’t regret a thing, I thought as I drifted closer to sleep. I’d also gained knowledge about how sex didn’t have to be just between two people. I’d often heard of men wanting two women at once, but I didn’t know women could have over one man, much less three.

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