Melting Ice(14)

He tried running through the team’s top ten wanted list, vital statistics and faces failing to take his mind from the brutally slow impalement. When he got back on base, he should talk to the commander about adopting her tactics for interrogations. After only a few minutes of such excruciating torture, the hardest revolutionary would surrender all intel, along with his mother, first born, and anything else required to end the misery and bring on blessed release.

A SEAL is in complete control at all times.

Yes, he was a SEAL. He would stay in control, remaining passive while she drove him out of his ever-loving mind.

Three-fourths in, almost there. Breathe, he demanded of his lungs.

Just as he drew in a shaky breath, Syn suddenly dropped her hips, sheathing the rest of his aching cock in one fell swoop and sucking the air right back out of his burning lungs. His hips shot upward of their own volition, lifting her with him. She squealed and made a grab at him to maintain her seat.

Pushed past the limits of endurance, Ice flipped them over and started pounding into her. He wanted to make slow, tender love to Syn, but there was nothing for it now.

“Oh, yes,” she panted. “So good. Harder. Faster. More.”

Thank fuck she was right with him because his discipline had fled under the weight of blinding hunger. Her legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his ass as she moved with him at a fever pitch, matching him thrust for thrust.

He wanted further inside, to become a part of her, pound his way straight into her soul the way she’d imprinted herself on his.

A few more months. They didn’t have to wait long, although it seemed a lifetime before they could be together every day. Fuck themselves senseless, sleep tangled up together, and wake up to do it all again. Not even a single night apart, much less the endless months often required for a mission.

“You. Are. Mine.” He punctuated each word by slamming into her. “Won’t ever let you go. Mine.”

“Yes!”

Syn screamed the word as her entire body went taut, her pussy clamping down on his cock for endless seconds until she came apart around him. He didn’t know if her yes was an agreement to his claim or an exclamation of delight for the orgasm that seized her. Didn’t care. She said yes and in his book, that made Syn his.

Her pussy flexed and contracted, sucking at his cock. Ice felt the flare of lightning gather at his lower spine, building to a phenomenal level before shooting through his balls, along his shaft and into her. Giving himself over to the indescribable pleasure, he melted into Syn. He went limp, rolled to the side and tucked her in against him as sated sleep swept him away.





Chapter Five

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.

Syn groaned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes as Ice jumped to his feet. Locating that infernal damn pager she should have thrown overboard, he started cursing and pulling on his clothes.

She blinked against the first rays of early morning light, stretching muscles that were wonderfully sore from a long night of lovemaking.

“Jagger,” Ice barked into his SAT phone. “Grab my gear. I’ll meet you at NAS.”

Naval Air Station, Key West. Well, crap. There went her visions of spending a lazy morning making love and talking. The team was going wheels up.

“Spent the night on the cigarette boat. Coming in by water. Have a ride waiting.” He grumbled something low and menacing she didn’t catch. “Well, tell Zeus that I’ll fucking make it in time.”

He’d already pulled and stowed the anchor. Lord, this was happening too fast. They hadn’t talked yet.

Ice sent her a hard glare that required no words. The caveman wanted her dressed so no one else got a glimpse of the goods. As if her bikini covered much of anything. Whatever, she took her sweet time putting it on and got comfortable on the padded seat for what would be a high-speed ride. Team members had a limited amount of time to report in when called to duty. Ice had to race the clock or face an ass reaming from the commander.

A sense of déjà vu came over her as Ice cranked the engines and sped out of the cove. This was too much like the last time they’d been together, racing to get him to a helo with no chance to talk. There had been several times last night she’d considered telling him they were done, but the moment had never seemed right. Now, with the motors roaring and wind whipping around them, talking was impossible.

If she didn’t tell him before he took off, she’d be stuck in the same miserable situation for weeks or even months, which was unacceptable. She had to make a clean break of it so she could go after the life she wanted.

God, how she wished that life could have been with him.

She thought back on the night, making love under the stars with the boat gently rocking beneath them. Riding Ice past the edge of his restraint, then being covered by his huge body as he took command. Waking up as he drove into her from behind, her back spooned to his chest. Balancing on her knees while he fucked her, one hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back, sending an erotic bite of pain through her scalp that made her even hotter. Trying to focus her attention on sucking his cock while he ate at her pussy, nipping with his teeth then soothing the sting with enthusiastic sweeps of his tongue.