Finding Carly (SEAL Team Hawaii #5)(81)

Instinctively, Jag jerked up and sat back on his heels, grabbing Carly’s hips and pulling her ass onto his thighs. He couldn’t thrust well in this position, but that was probably for the best at the moment. He was way too close to coming.

“Jag?” Carly asked, but he didn’t answer. Couldn’t because his jaw was clenched too tightly. The sight of his cock buried inside her pussy was erotic as hell. He’d never been as turned on as he was at this moment.

All his life, he’d felt as if his abuser had broken something inside him. That she’d made sure he’d never feel passion or lust or desire, ever.

But it turned out he wasn’t broken after all. Carly was his salvation, and there was no doubt his libido had roared to life because of her.

Using two fingers, he began to massage her clit. Hard.

The second he touched her, Carly jerked and let out an adorable squeak. He grasped her hip with his free hand and held her against him as he worked to make her come. She squirmed in his lap, but he didn’t let up. He needed to see and feel her come more than he wanted to come himself.

It didn’t take long. She was already primed and ready. He saw her stomach muscles tighten and her thighs clenched around his hips. She let out a screech as her orgasm overtook her.

Jag threw his head back and clenched his teeth as her body strangled his cock. He’d never, ever felt pleasure like this.

He couldn’t hold back his own orgasm. He forced his eyes open and stared down at where he was joined with Carly as his cock flexed deep inside her. He could feel the come churning up from his balls as he exploded. He groaned loudly, bombarded by sensation.

He came longer and harder than he ever remembered doing so before. Something about being with Carly, being inside her, feeling her pleasure all around his cock, and seeing her cheeks and upper chest flush as she orgasmed, fueled his own pleasure.

He held her against him, not ready to leave her body yet. She had to be uncomfortable, with her back arched the way it was, her hips hoisted onto his lap, but Jag couldn’t let her go.

Sweat dripped from his temple and he wiped it away with his shoulder. He felt as exhausted as if he’d just been through one of Mustang’s killer obstacle courses, but at the same time, he was hyped up and ready to conquer the world—because he’d just made love to his woman.

Carly sighed and stretched her arms over her head. She smiled shyly at him. “That was…incredible,” she said softly.

Jag’s cock twitched inside her, and she giggled.

“Seriously?” she asked.

“I think you’ve created a monster,” Jag rasped, his voice sounding rusty.

He braced himself over her, keeping his hips locked to hers, and lay down, putting a hand on her lower back and anchoring her to him as he moved to his side. It was an uncomfortable position, as one of her legs was under his and he couldn’t snuggle her as easily as he liked.

Without thought, Jag rolled to his back, taking Carly with him.

She stilled as she looked down at him. “Is this…”

“It’s fine,” Jag said when her voice trailed off. “You aren’t her. I have no idea how the fuck I could ever think this was anything remotely like before.”

He urged her to relax, and he sighed in contentment when her nose brushed the side of his neck as she cuddled into him. He could feel her hard nipples against his chest as she shifted, getting comfortable, and wetness coated his balls.

This was what he’d been missing in his life. Carly. He’d been missing her.

“If I get too heavy, move me,” she said sleepily.

It was way too early for him to go to sleep, but he had no problem with Carly using him as a pillow. “No way in hell are you too heavy. You’re perfect,” he told her softly.

She snorted, but didn’t protest. “Jag?”

“Yeah, angel?”

“That was okay? You didn’t have any bad moments?”

“None,” he reassured her. “You…” His voice cracked and he cleared his throat. Overcome with emotion, he took a moment to swallow hard and get control of himself before he continued. “I love you,” he told her.

“I love you too. So much. If you decided you didn’t want to be with me anymore, it would destroy me.”

“Not happening,” Jag said sternly. After a moment, he asked, “I didn’t hurt you?”

She chuckled against him. “Not even close.”

“It’ll be better next time,” he reassured her.

She snorted again.

“Seriously. I came way too fast. I wanted to last longer.”

Carly lifted herself off his chest a bit, which made his cock twitch inside her once again. She shifted her hips, but he didn’t slip out of her. “It was a huge turn-on that you came right after I did.”

“You have no idea how fucking amazing you feel around me,” Jag said in awe.

She smiled shyly again. His gaze went to her tits, brushing against his chest hair. “Next time I’m gonna play a little more,” he told her.

Carly eased back down to his chest. “Okay.”

“Okay?” he asked, needing to hear her acquiescence again.

“Yup. As far as I’m concerned, you can do whatever you want, whenever you want.”

Jag’s cock twitched again.