Rescuing Her Seal(23)

This was a man made for loving a woman. And that’s what she wanted.

“Then I should tell you that we’re not going to need the condoms for a while.”

His smile turned wicked as he knelt back down between her legs and levered himself over her, holding his body up easily so he didn’t crush her as he took her mouth in an insistent kiss that said he was done playing around.

But then he trailed his lips down her neck to lave at the hollow of her collarbone, sucking not at all gently, and the tugs on her skin prickled all the way to her core. She gasped and he instantly sucked harder, pulling on the invisible strings inside. Oh, yes.

“More,” she murmured, and he shifted again, moving his magic mouth to the valley between her breasts and his jaw raked across the sensitive flesh on both sides, bowing up her back in an involuntary response that she hadn’t seen coming.

“You didn’t have to tell me you liked that,” he said, and she could hear the smile in his voice.

Wow. It pleased him when she physically reacted to his mouth. That was… hot. And she did want to please him.

All at once, his lips closed over a nipple. The suction sent a streak of fire straight down her body to explode in a flood of dampness between her legs. Coherent thought drained away. She moaned and shifted, seeking more, and he gave it to her, taking her nipple deeper and turning his head slightly to rub his cheek against her flesh.

Her whole body bucked. “Oh, God.”

But he didn’t stop there. Trailing kisses down her stomach, he nudged her legs apart and hooked one knee over his biceps, widening her. His hot gaze raked over her panties, and it wasn’t a barrier after all. She could feel him there as readily as if he’d touched her.

And then he did.

Fingering aside the drenched fabric, he ran his thumb through her slit, groaning in appreciation as she squirmed against the shivery, quivery feeling.

“God, Lilah. I’m barely touching you and you’re already soaking wet. That is… beyond sexy.”

“This is barely touching me?” she squeaked. What was touching her a lot?

He made a strangled sound in his throat as if she’d physically pained him. “Yeah. I’m going slow and easy on purpose.”

“Then stop,” she suggested and didn’t even have the grace to be ashamed. “I want your mouth on me.”

His gaze strayed to her face, and then in a flash, he yanked her panties off and his cheek slid up her thigh in the harshest of sensations. It lit her up. And then his lips hit her folds, and he kissed her all the way down her center. Heat burst under his mouth, and then she lost all of her faculties as he spread her and licked long and hard.

Hips rolling, she fell into the fire, her bones incinerating as he lapped at her. The stars flung across the dark sky began wheeling, dimming, as her body crackled with energy. He put both his hands on her thighs and pressed, opening her up wider, plunging his tongue into the most intimate of places. Mewling sounds poured from her throat as he drove her relentlessly, her hips chasing her pleasure with no conscious direction on her part.

The orgasm crashed through her. Long and liquid and intense, the contractions rippled from her core, and still he kept tonguing her, drawing it out, deliberately circling his head so his prickly jaw abraded her flesh. A series of releases tore apart her body and knit it back together, over and over until she lay limp against the blanket.

Breathless, she let him roll her into his arms, and their bodies aligned. Somehow. He was so big and beautiful. They shouldn’t fit so well, but they did, and then he tipped her chin up.

“You are most definitely the kind of woman a man wants to taste,” he murmured. “You’re delicious. See for yourself.”

And then he kissed her, swirling his tongue into her mouth to deliver the fresh salty flavor of herself mingled with his own, and it was the most erotic thing that she’d ever done. Instantly, she sought more, delving deeper into his mouth, exploring all the corners for as much of it as she could get.

He groaned and shifted a leg between hers, hitting her still-sensitive core. Panting, she rode his thigh, but that wasn’t going to cut it. This adventure had so many more stops on it that she hadn’t gotten to yet.

“I want to feel you inside me,” she told him. “Now.”





Lilah’s taste still lingered in his senses. When she forgot to be shy and told him what she wanted? God, that was the best, because he’d surfaced that. It was powerful.

“One sec,” he told her and fished around until his fingers finally closed around the strap of his bag. Stupid. Why hadn’t he pulled the box of condoms out like an hour ago? Wasting precious time here.