Hot SEAL, April's Fool, Becca Jameson [best ebook reader for surface pro .TXT] 📗

She shook the jealous thoughts away as his lips trailed to her cleavage again, and she arched on a gasp when he dipped his tongue under the edge of the lace to flick her nipple.

He lifted his face a moment later and stared down at her, pressing her hands into the pillow. “Leave your hands here, ladybug. I need to see all of you.” He slid his palms under her and deftly released her bra. His gaze was intense as he eased it off her arms, revealing her breasts.

She shivered. There was something so hot about being commanded to keep her hands above her head. Her nipples were already stiff peaks from the minimal contact he’d had with them.

His gaze roamed over her chest reverently before he finally cupped her breasts in his hands and grazed his thumbs over her nipples.

She arched up, moaning at the simple contact. He was so totally going to ruin her, whatever part of her had remained after he’d left her the first time.

When he finally molded his palms to her breasts, he whispered, “These were always one of my favorite parts of you, but my God, April, they’re so much fuller and sexier and tempting.” He lowered his face and sucked a nipple into his mouth, making her cry out, while he squeezed her other breast and lightly pinched the nipple.

She gasped. “Oh, God.” Had it been so long since she’d been with a man that she was easily pushed to the edge, or was Cole just that good at playing her body?

He chuckled. “You like that, huh?” He pinched her nipple again, harder this time.

She jerked her arms down and grabbed his biceps, gripping the bulk of them.

Cole released her breasts and grabbed her wrists, tugging her arms back where he’d told her to leave them. His voice was gravelly when he spoke. “You can’t touch me right now, April. I’ll come before I get inside you.”

She struggled to breathe, blinking at him. “Okay,” she finally whispered because it seemed like he needed confirmation. Every inch of her was on fire now, needier than she could remember ever feeling with him.

“I need to taste you, ladybug.” He pressed her hands into the pillow again as if reminding her. “May I?”

She licked her lips. Was he asking permission to go down on her? She nodded.

He smiled and then kissed his way down her body, pausing to flick his tongue over both nipples before nibbling down to her belly button and then licking under the edge of her panties.

All normal thoughts fled. She was going to come. Perhaps before he set his mouth on her. She was panting, her hands fisted in a tight grip on the pillowcase to remind herself not to remove them as he lowered her panties down her legs so slowly she didn’t think he’d ever finish.

He smoothed his hands from the inside of her knees to her thighs, parting her legs wider and wider until she was gasping at the intimate way he was staring at her pussy. “You keep yourself shaved now,” he commented as he trailed a finger over her naked labia and then circled her clit. He leaned close to rub his cheek against her pussy and groaned. “I like it. Damn, woman, you are so fucking gorgeous.”

She couldn’t respond. In high school, she hadn’t known a thing about grooming. Neither had he, but in the short amount of time he’d permitted her to look her fill at his grown-man cock a moment ago, she’d noticed he’d groomed too.

When he flicked his tongue over her clit, she cried out.

“So responsive,” he whispered, stroking a finger through her folds. “How fast can I make you come?”

She rolled her head from side to side. The answer was seconds.

His mouth lowered again, this time sucking her, thrusting his tongue into her, holding her down with his hands.

He’d gone down on her before, but she didn’t remember it being like this. They’d been young. They’d lacked experience and confidence. Their every move had been tentative and hesitant, always worried they were “doing it wrong.”

This older Cole had no lack of confidence. He devoured her, suckling on her clit in the exact way she craved. And she moaned aloud as she lost all control, unable to stop the orgasm from slamming into her. She wished she could put it off and enjoy the moment longer, but his mouth was relentless, and seconds later, she stiffened as the waves of pleasure washed through her.

Her ears seemed to be underwater, but she knew she was murmuring his name over and over. “Cole… Cole… Cole…”

When she finally floated back to earth, he was smiling at her. “You taste delicious, exactly as I remember.”

She shuddered. “Are you going to let me return the favor?”

He shook his head. “Not a chance. Later maybe. I want to be inside you now.” He slid a finger into her as he spoke, his brows arching when she moaned again, ready for him. Desperate even. “How many times can I make you come, ladybug?”

She met his gaze. “I don’t know.”

He cocked his head to one side, his finger slowly easing in and out of her. “You’re so tight.”

“It’s been a while.”

“I used to be able to make you come at least twice. Can you do more than that now?”

It was hard to focus on anything with his finger tormenting her. “Cole…”

“Tell me, ladybug. I missed ten years with you. I want to rock your world.”

She blinked at him. “Cole… No other man has made me come.”

He froze, his finger deep inside her. For a moment, she thought he might panic, but then a slow smile spread, his eyelids lowered, and he kissed the hood of her clit. “I’ve never been so hard in my life,” he murmured.

A moment later, he froze again and then jerked his gaze up. “Shit. I don’t have a condom. Please tell me you have condoms.”

She shook her head. “No, but I