Coyote Heat (SEALs On Fire) by Desiree Holt Read Free Book Online

Slowly, slowly, as the last tremor died away, he slipped his fingers from her body and his thumb from her erotic little nub.
    Easing her foot from his shoulder, he lowered it to the tub then stood up to take her in his arms. She leaned against him, the water sluicing down both of them until he felt her relax completely. He settled her on the edge of the tub while he quickly soaped his own body and then rinsed them off. Shutting off the water, he lifted her to the tub mat and wrapped her in a big bath towel then did the same for himself.
    “I don’t know which is more fun,” he grinned. “Soaping you up or drying you off.”
    “I know what I vote for,” she told him in a lazy voice.
    “And I know what I vote for next.” He lifted her, towel and all, and carried her to the bed. “Something you’ve been trying to do since we got here.”
    He saw the heat sparking in her eyes as he placed her on the bed. She swept her tongue along her bottom lip in that little movement he found so very sexy and rose to her knees. This time, when she reached for his shaft, he didn’t pull away. Instead, he moved closer until his legs touched the edge of the bed.
    At the first touch of her hand, his entire body contracted and tensed, lust surging through him like a tropical heat wave. The softness of her fingers as they circled him made his cock pulse with need, but it was looking down and seeing her slide his dick into her mouth that just about did him in. The inside of her mouth was so soft and slick and hot, her tongue so tantalizing as it swirled around him. But when she drew back and slowly licked the head of his cock, lapping up the fluid that sat on the tip and prodding the slit with her tongue, he really had to grit his teeth. He couldn’t remember the last time—if ever—a woman had aroused him so quickly, so repeatedly and so fiercely.
    He’d always been proud of his sustaining power, but with Cori, he had the feeling he could go on for hours. It wasn’t just the physical contact, either. There was something in her touch that sizzled his nerve endings and pulled out every emotion buried deep inside himself.
    Hell!
    He was in deep shit here! Something had exploded between them with cataclysmic force, sneaking in from nowhere. Racing into the deepest part of him and grabbing him with unexpected force. And the weirdest part was he didn’t even care.
    Then his brain went on vacation as Cori worked her magic. She took her time, alternating strokes of her fingers with the sucking movement of her mouth. Her other hand, which had rested on his hip, slipped between his thighs to cup his balls, rolling them in her fingers.
    Oh, Jesus! Oh, god!
    He ground his teeth together as he reached for control. He didn’t want this to end too soon. Wanted to enjoy the heat of her sweet mouth, the slide of her small tongue. Dragging his fingers through her hair, he held her head in place as he fucked her mouth, all the time watching. God, she was so damn hot.
    Up, down, her mouth and hands working with the coordination of a symphony orchestra, rubbing and licking and sucking. Everything ceased to exist except this woman, her enchanted mouth, and what she did to him with it.
    As the muscles in his back tightened and he felt the familiar icy heat sliding along his spine, he tried to withdraw from Cori’s mouth and hand, but she gripped him harder, massaged his balls more, sucked him deeper until everything coalesced in his balls and he erupted with force into her mouth. He tried to hold back, to temper his release, but she’d have none of it. When he tried to pull her head back, she clamped down harder on him and sucked him dry.
    Cori was not only unfazed, but from the look of pleasure on her face, she was getting as much satisfaction out of it as he was. Watching the muscles in her throat as she swallowed every bit of his cum was an incredibly erotic sight. And she didn’t stop until she’d milked every drop from him and the tension eased