Montana SEAL (Brotherhood Protectors #1)(32)
Sadie brushed his lips with hers. “If I’m going to f*ck you this time, you need to be flat on your back.” Tipping her head, she motioned toward the mattress.
He stepped back, his gaze running the length of her, from her dripping hair downward, raking across her breasts and lingering at the juncture of her thighs. “You’re even more perfect than you were at eighteen.”
Her glance met his, and she performed the same perusal, taking her time to admire the bulging biceps, his incredibly broad chest, angling downward to a narrow waist. His cock jutted forward, hard, proud and thicker than she recalled. She didn’t stop there, forcing herself to view the angry red scars on his leg. She bent to run her finger over the lines in a feather-soft caress. “I’m sorry you were hurt.”
“I’m okay.” He gripped her arm, bringing her back up to him. “And I’m about to explode with my need for you.” He sat on the bed and then stretched out, his dick standing at attention. Then he turned on his side, propped his head on his hand and grinned. “Now, Darlin’, you have me where you want me. Whatcha gonna do?”
She laughed, her heart lifting, her desire building once again. Soon she would have him inside her again. She crawled up on the bed beside him. “I’m going to f*ck you like the wild stallion you are.”
“I love it when you talk dirty to me.” He reached for one of her breasts. “But I’d like to participate a little more than just being a horse to ride.”
About to lift her leg to straddle him, Sadie paused. “What do you mean?”
“Come here.”
She leaned over him, her lips quirking. “Tell me what you want. I’ll do it.”
He hooked her leg with his arm. “Turn around.” Hank had her straddle him, but not over his cock. Instead, he had her facing his erect shaft, her * hovering over his head. Then he gripped her hips and drew her down to where he could touch her with his tongue. “Getting the idea, now?” With his thumbs, he parted her folds and tongued her clit.
“Oh, dear heaven, yes.” She lowered herself even more and licked the tip of his cock, running her tongue along the ridge.
As he tongued and sucked on her, she wrapped her lips around his dick and drew it into her mouth.
Hank thrust upward.
Sadie took him all the way until he bumped into the back of her throat. Never had she been in this position before. Never had she had someone take her with his mouth while she went down on him. It was the most erotic experience she’d ever had, and it rocketed her to the heavens and back. Within seconds, she felt the rush of fire burning a path from her center outward, firing synapses, and scorching her nerve endings in every part of her body.
Hank thrust into her mouth, pumping in and out, faster and faster. Just when Sadie thought she might come apart with the force of her orgasm, Hank lifted her off him, turned her around and positioned her over him.
Lost in the moment, she was halfway down on him when she remembered. With every ounce of control she could muster, she rose up and squeaked, “Protection?”
His face strained, his body rigid beneath her, Hank grabbed a foil packet from the nightstand beside him and slapped it into her open palm.
Sadie released a tense laugh. “A man after my heart—always prepared.” She took the packet from his hand, tore it open and rolled it over his engorged cock, all the way to the base, taking a moment to fondle his balls. Then she lowered herself until she was fully seated. Leaning over him, she cupped her hand around the back of his head and kissed him, pushing her tongue past his teeth to claim his in a long, sensuous stroke. When at last she allowed him air, she said, “Now, it’s my turn.”
Rising up, she tightened her channel as she went, squeezing him from inside until he almost slipped out. Then she lowered herself, easing down, slowly, savoring the intensity of the feelings it elicited.
Hank groaned. “Sweetheart, you’re killing me.”
“Oh, but it feels sooo good,” she said, practically purring. How had she ever thought making love with Hank would get him out of her system? If anything, it only made her want him more.
Hank let Sadie take the lead, riding him like he was a slow-motion mechanical bull. At first it was good, then it was painfully erotic and finally, he thought he would explode. “Darlin’, seriously, you’re killing me.” He grabbed her hips and slammed her down on him, impaling her with his cock. Then he lifted her and slammed her down again.
“Is that the way you like it?” She winked. “I can do that.” She got with the program and rocked up and down. Bracing her hands against his chest, she moved with a ferocity and fierceness that rivaled the burning desire inside Hank.
Her breasts bobbed in front of him, and her bottom smacked his thighs. The minor amount of pain in his sore leg was worth it to see the determination in Sadie’s face as she made love to him like she was riding a bucking stallion. When he thought it couldn’t get better, he was catapulted into the stratosphere. He rammed into her and held her hips to keep her from rising. He remained that way until his cock stopped throbbing, and he fell back to earth and consciousness.
Then he gathered her in his arms and held her close, his heart thundering against his ribs, her breasts smashed to his chest. God, he loved this woman more than life.
They lay entwined, connected and warm, until the light of day filtered through the window and reminded them there was a whole world outside the bedroom.