“The first rule about being a SEAL is you don't talk about what happens when you're a SEAL.” I give her a hard glare.
She slides off the chair and stands up, causing her plump tits to bounce. “Come on, Chris. There must be something you can tell me. I'm not a Russian spy or anything. I just want to know what it's like – how does it make you feel?”
I don't like her hovering over me, unless she's going to strip. My hand darts out and I grab her wrist, jerking her down. She crashes against my chest with a squeal, and my free hand reaches for her ass.#p#分页标题#e#
That sweet, plump, grabbable, fuckable ass!
She gasps when I squeeze her cheeks for what feels like the thousandth time without seeing it bare. And I'm still not fucking sick of it yet.
“You wanna play truth or dare? Is that what this crap's all about?”
She has to work hard to wiggle my hand off her rear. But she doesn't bolt up and run like before, settling against me, resting her head on my shoulder. I hear her breathe deep, pushing those gorgeous ripe tits flush against my hard muscle, exploding a primal spark inside me.
“Maybe I do, big brother. Like I said – I just want to know you. I don't care who you're running around killing or what you're blowing up over there. Do you like your job?”
I think seriously before answering. The little tease has got her thigh settled around my dick. There's no fucking way she can't feel how hard I am, how bad it hurts not to pull her legs apart and sink down into her, slamming her sweet cunt 'til I explode.
“I wouldn't be there if I didn't like it, babe. Somebody's gotta protect this country. It took me years to find structure, and the Navy's given me that. I don't give a shit what Evie thinks. There's nothing I'd rather be doing than drilling hard and hauling myself onto base whenever duty calls.”
“Hmmm,” she purrs, nuzzling her face on my shoulder before she looks up. “That's really noble. I've always respected military men.”
I roll my eyes. “We're not all prima donnas looking for constant praise. I don't need it from you. The free drinks down by the base are plenty thanks for me. I don't do this shit because I want my ego stroked.”
“Then why?” She lifts her head up and her cheeks are rose red. Thinking about all the blood hissing through her makes my dick harder, knowing how bad she wants me. “Isn't there anything else you'd rather do?”
“Playing warrior suits me. It's just like anything else – it's a role, a calling, and I've found mine. You don't walk away from that when it's pulled you in.” I'm tired of these questions, and I lift up my hand from her lower back, bringing it down on her ass.
She jumps at the short, searing spank, and then punches me playfully. “Hey! I didn't ask you to run your hands all over my body and treat me like another one of your beach sluts. Jesus, is that what you thought I was the other night?”
I don't answer her. She hasn't told me a damned thing yet, and there's no way I'm letting her know she's the hottest chick I've seen for several tours. I'm not giving her that power. I'm the one in control, all the time, no exceptions.
“It's my turn, Delia. You wanna play truth or dare? Fine.” I reach for her face and dig my fingers into her chin, just hard enough to tell her I'm not playing around. “How long has it been since you last fucked? Was he good?”
I need to know. I've got a feeling she's going through one helluva dry spell, and if I find out what truly makes her tick, I'll have her panties in my fist by sundown.
She laughs and starts shaking her head like mad, slapping my arm. I don't let go. Don't let up.
I stroke her jaw softly with my thumb, reminding her of all the things I can do to her clit. Hell, her whole body, if only she'd stop talking, stuff the bullshit head games, and get me naked.
“Come on. Who's asking who classified information now?”
She twists her face away from me. The girl's gone a whole new shade of red, blushing like a sunburn, just like a –
No fucking way. She can't be.
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I run my hand along her cheek, pushing her gently, forcing her to look at me before I ask. “Are you telling me you're a virgin? You've never been with a guy before?”
She opens her mouth, and her words catch in her throat. Shit.
I push her off me. I need to get room, get oxygen, before my dick or my heart give out. I'm not sure which one it'll be first – guilt and crazy lust start storming in my system, so hard it rattles my bones.
“Fuck, Delia, what're you doing here? You want to fuck me, don't you?” She's bunched up on the cabana chair, staring at me while I'm pacing in front of her, trying to process this ludicrous shit.