Hot SEALs: Through Her Eyes by Delilah Devlin Read Free Book Online Page B

bottom lip. “You’re free to tell me to skip to the next thing if you’re not comfortable…”
    “Try me.” Where had this inner tramp come from? Fuck, it was him!
    “I want to make you come with my mouth.”
    She already knew how well he kissed so… Her pussy retracted, pulling on his cock. The instant quirk of his eyebrows said he’d noticed.
    “I want to bend you over a tall stack of pillows and lick and finger your pussy and your asshole.”
    She drew in a sharp breath, her automatic response an emphatic no , but she bit her lip to hold it back. For him, she’d be willing to experiment, to explore a bit of naughtiness.
    “I want to blindfold you, and then have my way with you.”
    “That’s rather vague,” she said breathlessly, but her imagination spun with all sorts of acts.
    “Then how will I surprise you?”
    Normally, she hated surprises, but the way he studied her expression, perhaps waiting for her to disappoint him, kept her from snorting. She narrowed her gaze, but didn’t refuse.
    “How about you? Anything you want?”
    She drew a slow breath while she held his gaze. “Once I saw a Kama Sutra illustration. The woman bent at the waist with fingers touching the floor, while her standing lover fucked her from behind.”
    He laughed. “Can I add ties to your wrists and your ankles and give you a spanking first?”
    Fluid oozed from inside her. “Feel that?” she whispered.
    “Must have been a yes,” he said softly, leaning closer to press his mouth against hers.
    His kiss was addictive. All she needed to reawaken her hormones. She made a mewing sound against his lips and pressed closer, gripping his ears to make sure he didn’t pull away too quickly. His lips, his tongue, fuck, his teeth —he used everything to show her how he’d make love to her body. Only when she needed air did she let him go.
    He rolled them, coming over her, and then straddled her waist. “Put your hands behind your head.”
    “Gonna frisk me?”
    “Not a cop, but I don’t want any interference. Let me play, baby.”
    Again, that sweet name . Unable to hide a shiver, she cupped her hands beneath her head and looked up at him. Both his chest and his abdomen were so well defined—sweat-slick muscles gleaming, shadowed indentions defining each. His cock was already fully erect and lying on her belly. As she looked at his fat cockhead, she licked her lips. “I want to add something to my list.”
    “Tell me.”
    “I want you lubed and sliding between my tits. Then I want to finish you inside my mouth.”
    His breath hissed between his teeth. “Does it count if those acts are on my list, too?”
    Absolute heaven . She laughed. “Better get started.”
    “No time to waste.” He scooted down her body, his thighs clamping around hers.
    When she saw his head level with her breasts, she could hardly breathe.
    “We’ve fucked twice.”
    “Once and an almost,” she quipped.
    He narrowed his gaze. “I have yet to play with your tits. But I’ve been thinking about them. That skimpy top you wore to the barbeque was a deliberate tease.”
    Ah, he noticed . “I could almost feel your gaze licking between them.”
    “This will be so much better.” With his elbows planted, he plumped her breasts high and kissed the tops, licked the undersides, but completely avoided her tightly beaded tips.
    “Who’s the tease now?” Her pulse raced. She groaned as his grip hardened.
    “Too much?” he asked.
    “I like them tortured,” she said, her jaw tightening as he gave her a rough massage, rolling them together and apart. Finally, his thumbs rasped the tips, and then pressed harder, digging into them.
    The pain was so acute, so pleasurable another gush of fluid leaked from inside her. Then his thumbnails bit into her areolas and she undulated her belly, needing to move, but she was trapped. His head lowered to one ripened peak, and she whimpered even before he stuck out his tongue and flicked the bead again and