Finding Kenna (SEAL Team Hawaii #3)(79)

And he was giving her all he had. Every time he slammed home, a jolt of ecstasy went through her entire body. It wasn’t easy for her to come without stimulation to her clit, but because of all the foreplay before he’d entered her, she was on the verge of coming once more.

The orgasm itself snuck up on her. One minute she was enjoying the feel of Marshall inside her, loving the look of concentration and intensity on his face, and the next she was coming. Her legs shook and her belly tightened.

Kenna arched as Marshall continued to fuck her through the tremors that shook her body.

“So damn beautiful,” Marshall gasped.

When she’d stopped shaking, he pushed all the way inside her and reached down between them once more.

“Marshall, no,” Kenna panted.

“No?” he asked, stilling above her.

Shit. Kenna remembered that he’d told her once if she ever said that word, everything would stop. She didn’t want to stop what they were doing, but she was extremely sensitive right now. “I need a small break,” she told him. “But feel free to keep going,” she said with a smile, running her hands up and down his thighs.

He grinned. “All right. But I’m only human. And I’ve been dreaming about this for six weeks. There’s only so long I can fuck you before I’ll come.”

“So come then,” she said reasonably.

Kenna almost laughed at the pout that crossed her man’s face. “But I wanted to feel you come against my cock again. I missed it the first time because I was too busy fucking you.”

She did laugh at that. “Right, sorry.” She loved that they were teasing each other. Loved that sex with Marshall was fun. Yes, it was intense, and she was almost overwhelmed by how good he felt inside her, but laughing brought a whole new dimension to sex that was rare, in her experience. “Just go easy. I haven’t had this many orgasms so close together…ever.”

“Ever?” he asked.

“Shit, I’ve created a monster, haven’t I?” she quipped.

“Fuck yeah, you have. One that’s addicted to his woman’s pussy,” Marshall said crudely.

“Make love to me,” she whispered. “But go easy on my poor clit,” she added.

Marshall nodded and slowly pulled out of her body, then pushed back in. It felt…nice Almost soothing. Not overwhelming like when he was fucking her hard. One of his hands went to her chest as he lazily pumped in and out of her, and he squeezed her nipple.

Arching her back, Kenna groaned and felt her Kegel muscles tighten around Marshall’s cock.

“You like that,” he said. He wasn’t asking. It was pretty damn obvious when she’d nearly strangled his dick.

The next few minutes were spent with Marshall playing with her nipples as he learned where and how she liked to be touched. It wasn’t long before Kenna was ready to come again.

“Touch yourself,” he said. “That way I won’t hurt you.”

As Marshall pinched her nipples and played with her breasts, Kenna massaged her clit. She used her pinky to caress his cock every time he pulled out of her body, wanting to make him feel as good as she did at that moment.

“You need to come,” Marshall warned. “But tell me right before.”

Nodding, Kenna flicked her fingers over her extremely sensitive bud a little faster. “I’m close…”

Marshall pushed back inside her body and held still as he pinched one of her nipples harder than he had before. The extra stimulation was enough for Kenna to once more reach her peak. The orgasm wasn’t as intense as the others she’d had earlier, but she could feel herself trembling, and her inner muscles spasmed around Marshall’s cock, still buried deep within her body.

“There is literally no better feeling in the world than you coming on my cock,” Marshall panted. Then, without thrusting, she felt him shudder above her as he finally let himself come.

They were both sweating, and Kenna felt as if she’d just worked a marathon twenty-four-hour shift, but she couldn’t remember ever being more satisfied after sex than she was right this moment.

“I think you killed me,” she said when Marshall fell forward and to the side, pulling her with him. He slipped out of her body as they moved, and they both sighed at the feeling.

He kissed her temple and said, “But what a way to go.”

“True,” Kenna agreed.

They lay together for a moment before Marshall sighed again. “I need to take care of this condom.”

Kenna nodded and watched as he slid out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. His ass was a thing of beauty. Round, tight, and drool worthy. But it was nothing compared to the view when he returned.

She wasn’t nearly done with ogling him when he pulled the sheet back and gestured for her to get under it. They hadn’t even bothered pulling the covers down, and Kenna laughed. They’d both been too eager to finally be together to worry about something as mundane as getting under the covers.

It was still very early, but Kenna didn’t care. She snuggled into Marshall and ran her fingers over his now clean-shaven face. He had a bit of razor burn, which didn’t surprise her. He hadn’t been gentle those last few strokes.

“You know,” she said as nonchalantly as she could. She was an adult. She could talk about birth control without blushing. Maybe. “I’m on the pill.”