Finding Kenna (SEAL Team Hawaii #3)(78)

“I’m close!” she said, panting.

Marshall moaned and increased his ministrations between her legs. As if he knew exactly what she needed to get off, he closed his lips around her clit, used his tongue as a vibrator, and sucked at the same time.

Kenna began to shake and before she knew it, flew right over the edge. Marshall didn’t stop stimulating her clit. He actually sucked harder, making her orgasm go on and on. It wasn’t until she pulled on his hair and said, “Enough, please! Shit, Marshall,” that he licked her one last time and looked up at her.

He had a very satisfied expression on his face, but Kenna couldn’t find it in her to tease him about it. Then he shocked her by leaning down again and gently licking her folds, collecting her juices with his tongue.

“If I’d have known what I’d missed out on by just an hour or so, I might not’ve survived that deployment,” Marshall mumbled.

That was…

Kenna didn’t know what that was.

Without warning, Marshall stood and lifted her off the counter with his hands on her ass. Kenna shrieked and grabbed at him, holding on as he walked them into his bedroom. He dropped her on the bed without finesse. But Kenna wasn’t offended. She was too busy watching avidly as he stripped off his T-shirt, letting it fall to the floor without a second thought.

“Panties and bra off,” he said, reaching for his sweatpants.

Kenna didn’t take her eyes off the bulge between his legs as she lifted her hips and removed her underwear, then arched her back and unhooked her bra, throwing it to the side.

Her eyes widened when his cock bobbed free of his underwear as Marshall shoved them down his legs, along with his sweats. He was huge. And thick. And her mouth began to water.

She needed him inside her. Now.

He was obviously on the same page, since he reached over and opened a drawer next to the bed. She already knew there was a new box of condoms in there, because she’d seen them one night. He ripped open the box and was soon smoothing a condom down his magnificent cock.

She wanted to touch it. Touch him. But she was much too eager to feel him between her legs at the moment to try. She’d have time to explore later. Much later.

One of his knees hit the mattress, and Kenna grinned.

“You ready for this?” he asked, holding the base of his cock and caressing his balls at the same time.

“Yes,” she rasped. And she was. She’d dreamed about this for weeks. About being with him.

Marshall reached out and grabbed one of her ankles and pulled her toward him.

Kenna laughed as she fell onto her back, but her humor faded as Marshall shoved her legs apart with his knees while inching forward. She thought he was going to take her quickly, right then and there, but he surprised her by leaning forward and putting his hands on either side of her shoulders. He stared down at her, and she could feel his cock throbbing against her belly.

“You’re mine,” he almost growled. His voice was deeper than normal, and Kenna shivered at the lusty sound.

“And you’re mine,” she answered.

He smiled then, and Kenna almost melted. Damn, he was so freaking good-looking.

“I’m going to fuck you. It’s gonna be hard and fast. You good with that?”

“Oh yeah,” she breathed.

“Then, after you come on my cock, I’m gonna make long, slow love to you until you come again.”

“That doesn’t sound like much fun for you,” Kenna quipped. “When do you get to orgasm?”

“Oh, I’m gonna come, babe,” he said with a smirk. “After you. I want to watch you, feel your muscles ripple along my dick, know that I’m the man who’s inside you, the one who gets to see those fabulous tits shake as I take you, the one who’s making you cream all over his cock.”

Kenna chuckled and rolled her eyes. “So far you’re all talk and no action,” she complained, squirming against him, wanting to feel him inside her.

He moved then, straightening on his knees and pulling her closer. He reached down and used his thumb to rub her clit, and Kenna jerked.

“You ready to take me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“I don’t think so, not yet. I don’t want to hurt you.”

His words seemed more for himself than for her, and Kenna had a feeling this man was about to change her life forever. She wouldn’t be the same after tonight. She knew it.

With more restraint than she thought he had, with way more than she had, he played with her clit, ramping her arousal back up. He used the head of his cock to rub her wetness around her pussy lips, and when he was finally satisfied that she was slick enough to take him without pain, he eased himself inside her body.

Once he’d entered her, he didn’t stop until he was all the way in. He didn’t give her time to adjust to his size, simply pushed slow and steady until she could feel his balls against her ass.

Kenna moaned and widened her legs, trying to get closer. She was wet enough that he hadn’t hurt her at all. She felt full, very full, but there was no pain. “Ummmm,” she said.

“Good?” he asked.

“Very,” she reassured him.

That was all he needed. Marshall pulled back, then slammed inside her, forcing a grunt from Kenna’s mouth.

He did it again. And again. He fucked her hard and fast, just as he’d promised. Kenna had no idea what other women liked when their men were inside them, but she loved being taken like this. She didn’t have to think about what she needed to do to achieve orgasm. All she had to do was take what Marshall gave her.