Her Loyal Seal(35)

“I love your strength. It saved me.” He walked taller as he moved them inside. He laid her down on the white down comforter of the king sized bed.

“Lydia, your strength has amazed me from the moment we met.” He looked at her carefully, and saw a hint of vulnerability beneath the excitement.

“We’re not going to do anything you don’t want to do tonight, you know that, don’t you, Baby?”

“I want everything.” She wiggled into a sitting position and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, then the second, and the third. She splayed her hand inside, teasing his chest hair. “I love how warm you are.”

He stayed still as she finished unbuttoning his shirt, and then she nuzzled her cheek against his chest, breathing in deeply.

He grabbed a handful of her silky hair and brought it to his face and inhaled. The scent went straight to his cock. Everything about her was so intensely feminine. His hand brushed the zipper at the back of her top and he lowered it. He couldn’t wait to see which bra she was wearing. Lydia stiffened in his arms. He felt the scars.

“Shhh, I saw them the other night.”

“I–I know.” He thought it through. She’d been so tired. He’d been giving comfort as much as making love. Tonight was different.

“What do you need?” Was she going to be shy? Did she need the light off tonight? He’d do whatever this woman needed.

“It’s pretty ugly.” She was looking down at her hands resting on his chest. He tipped up her chin so she couldn’t fail to see and hear him.

“Every one of those scars is a badge of honor. The only reason it will bother me to see them is to think if we’d only gotten there sooner we could have saved you the torture.”

“No! You can’t think that way.” Lydia cupped his face, and placed a tender kiss on his lips. “You saved me. The beating is on them.”

Brown eyes met hazel. “If I can begin to forgive myself, can you believe me when I tell you I see only beauty?” She finally nodded, and his eyes lightened, and laugh lines fanned from the edges.

“Ever since you bought those three bras, I’ve been dying to know which one you decided to wear tonight.” He pulled the top over her head.

“Ah Ha. You wore the silver one.” She laughed at his silliness. But then his expression turned carnal.

“Look at your nipples. I can see them through the lace. You’re gorgeous. You’re going to kill me tonight.” He tangled the fingers of one hand in the curls of her hair as he took her mouth in a voracious kiss. His tongue plundered, as his other hand found the latch on the back of her bra and released the bounty. He lowered her slowly against the pillows, barely able to think as she met his passion. The prick of her fingernails in his scalp only added to the spice of the kiss.

Their bodies were in perfect accord. She spread her legs in welcome, and he was now resting against her, while she rocked upwards.

“This feels so perfect, please. Please now.”

“Soon. I promise, soon. But first I want to explore you. I want to cherish every moment of our time tonight.”

Clint slid her bra totally off her body, and then swept downwards so her slacks and panties followed. He lowered his head toward her breast and she shoved against him. Hard.

“What?”

“We did this before and I don’t want a repeat.”

“Huh?”

“I missed out.” He was totally confused. All he understood was she was looking at him with a really serious look, and he better get his head in the game if he wanted to get close to Lydia. Then she stroked her hands downwards to the button at the top of his jeans.

“I didn’t get equal playing time last time,” she said as she started to unbutton the top button of his jeans. Feeling her hand as it brushed against his lower abdomen made him lose all focus. He got up off the bed.

“Clint,” she whined.

“If you help me out of my jeans, this will be over too fucking fast. Your hands that close to my cock will drive me out of my mind.”

“That’s the idea.” She rubbed her legs together, and her hands moved upwards towards her breasts and cupped them. Holy hell!

“You stop that right now Lydia Hidalgo. We’re taking this slow. You just got out of the hospital five days ago.”

“Exactly. I deserve my treat now. Fast first. Slow second.” She moved one of her hands towards her face, and brought her forefinger to her lips and sucked it. He shoved his jeans down. Where the fuck was the condom?



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Clint destroyed her three nights ago. She had never been loved so thoroughly before. It never even occurred to her a man would give and not expect something in return. She wanted to give him the same kind of pleasure tonight. She wanted to be the type of woman men fantasized about, something she never managed to be for others, but a woman she knew she could be for Clint. She wanted to make all of his dreams come true.