SEAL's Secret_A Secret Baby Military Romance by Virginia Sexton & Ruby Steele

Author:Virginia Sexton & Ruby Steele [Sexton, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugar & Vice
Published: 2017-10-22T16:00:00+00:00

I had meant to take her once I recharged last night, but Casey had fallen asleep on my chest, and I hadn’t wanted to wake her. I enjoyed too much the feel of her naked breasts against my stomach. She lay there where she had fallen asleep — down low — after she had shyly pushed me to my back and crept down my body.

Even thinking of it now is getting me hard. The look in her eye as I helped her ease my jeans down my hips and she came eye to shaft with my cock. With that mixture of sweetness and intoxication, one would think she’d never sucked a man off before. But the way her hands explored my abdomen and up my sides and then swept through the dusting of pubic hair — it was divine.

So were the whimpering moans that came out of her when my hips moved to her ministrations, my cock in her mouth. I can close my eyes and see it now. The way she looked up at me — like she was searching for my approval. Damn, girl, you get my approval, all right. I came inside her mouth, and Casey cleaned me off with her tongue then laid her head on my stomach.

She hadn’t moved far. I look down my body at the beautiful woman who is naked and laid out between my legs, her body gently rolling with my breathing. Her hair is a bit messed from where my fingers dug in for a grip as she took me inside her mouth. She has a sweet little beginning of a smile on her lips, and I can’t help but wonder what she’s dreaming of. I hope to hell it has something to do with me.

Maybe this morning. Maybe I can wake her up and slide inside of her.

Instead, I lay my head back on the pillow and close my eyes. I never sleep particularly well when I’m home. One would think my brain would understand I am somewhere safe, but years of training and deployment cannot be turned off overnight — or in a matter of weeks.

The sounds of the night had me on high alert and gave me only fits of stolen sleep. The morning light is seeping through the tent flap and permeating the canvas fabric, but all through the nighttime hours, my mind was in the continual progress of being triggered for battle readiness. Not that it matters. I’m used to running off very little sleep. I’m used to suspecting malice in the snapping of twigs and the calling of birds. The hoot of an owl is particularly easy for a human to replicate as a signal while lying in wait – or ambush.

Time and time again, I had to tell my body to calm down — this time it’s really just an owl. But I wasn’t expecting the feeling of possession. I know what it feels like in the field — the feeling of being in out there in the desert with nothing but a rifle and my battle buddies.

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