Code Name: Nanny (SEAL and Code Name #5)(86)

Summer felt heat fill her face. The rough edge in his voice was making her toes curl, and his hands were doing things that left her nipples aching and tight.

Gabe smiled crookedly. “If this bothers you, just shout.”

Summer considered shouting, but the thought was blocked by a stunning wave of lust.

You’ve got to trust someone, and it may as well be me.

His words came back to her, and Summer realized they were dead right.

She didn’t stop to think or plan. In a burst of movement, she circled his neck and pulled him toward her. Unfortunately, at the same moment, he was reaching for her, and they collided midway.

Gabe yelped as her teeth scraped his cheek. “Damn, Summer. There’s no need to bite me.”

She stared at him, flushed and mortified.

He traced her cheek and smiled crookedly. “Not yet, anyway. Not until you’re wrapped around me and we’re both ready to scream. Which, at this rate, should be in about three minutes.”

“You really want to—”

“Of course I do. You want to stop now?”

“But why—”

“How about you quit telling me all the reasons I shouldn’t want this, because none of them are going to change a thing.” He pulled off her glasses and put them on the nightstand. “These glasses of yours should come with a warning: hot sex may occur if used indiscriminately.”

Summer still couldn’t believe this tough, gorgeous man was holding her hungrily, but she wasn’t going to change her mind. Before she could lose her nerve, she wriggled up his chest until she was stretched out across him.

“You’re definitely going to kill me, honey.”

Her panties went flying. Summer smiled, amazed at how fast his control was being battered down. To help things along, she reached tentatively between them until she found his straining erection. She couldn’t resist a sigh of pleasure when her fingers found their goal. Suddenly bold, she tightened her hand, imagining how he would feel inside her.

“My turn, damn it.”

Suddenly she was flat on her back and Gabe was kissing his way over her tight nipples while she wriggled restlessly. Her ribs were next, then her navel and flat stomach were treated to a slow, wet exploration that left her breathless as he whispered erotic promises and approached the spot no man had ever touched so lovingly.

Gently Gabe nudged apart her thighs, stroking her with his tongue, pulling her sensitized body fully awake. Then he did something amazing with his tongue that made her stare at him in confusion and light up like a city block on the Fourth of July.

She was fairly certain she called his name hoarsely as the pleasure roiled through her. Gabe’s dark laughter told her that he had heard, too.

She had never been so close and connected to someone, and the feeling was pure freedom, giving her the confidence to try anything, to share everything.

Gabe moved over her again, making her body weep, making her back arch as another blinding climax tore through her.

Even before her pleasure peaked, she wanted him again. She closed her eyes. “Gabe, please—”

“Coming, honey.”

The blanket went flying, landing near her panties in the middle of the floor. Summer watched him kick free of his pajamas.

Amazing and hot and ready for her.

Then he pressed against her, and Summer felt the shivery aching begin again, before their skin had done more than slip closer. She climaxed wildly, scratching his chest, panting his name.

“God help us both,” Gabe muttered, hands on her hips, not moving until her shudders stopped. When she opened her eyes, he pushed down, trapping her, giving her time to feel the slow power of his body filling her. There was nothing left that separated them, and as she stared into his hard face, watching his focused intensity, she felt the heat snap through her again.

She moved restlessly, her body on fire. Gabe thrust once, withdrew, and filled her in one hard stroke. She clawed at his back, driven by a need she’d thought only happened to other people.

Yet now with her body molded perfectly to his, she was open to a flood of amazing sensations, poised at the edge of something totally new that she wanted more than breath itself.

“Let it go, honey.” Gabe’s jaw hardened as he pushed up on his forearms, licking the tip of her breast and then biting down gently. “Let me feel you now.”

The shock of his restless fingers made her gasp and spiral out of control while he gripped her tight, driving rhythmically inside her. She felt his penis, hot and huge, and she came to the edge and slipped over, her nails digging into his back while the force of his release filled her.

But of course by tomorrow they would both be gone, their job complete.

And Summer knew that after this night, she would never be the same again.





[page]chapter 31

Gabe’s cell phone alarm woke him at six-fifteen.

Next door the shower was running and Summer was singing. He eased out of bed, wincing when he stood up. His leg was stiff as he rewrapped the bandage that he’d removed in the night.

Gritting his teeth, he bent into a careful stretching routine.

After three minutes he was cursing silently.

After eight minutes, his leg began to recover its old flexibility.

He checked the bandage again, then reached for his pants hastily as the shower stopped, and Summer emerged in a fluffy robe. Her hair was wet and her cheeks were flushed, making Gabe remember how they’d spent the night.