Touching Ghost(11)

Her whispered plea sounded a little pathetic but she couldn’t help it. If he didn’t take over now, she would scream in sheer frustration. Seconds ticked by. Panic began to set in as she fingerfucked herself, and then he was there. Big rough hands gripped her thighs, stroked her flesh. He straightened a bit in the tub, bringing his face close to her belly. Taking over for her, he quickly removed her hands and put his mouth on her cunt.

Oh, yes!

Instant pleasure took over, a pounding lust that burned higher, flamed brighter as he ate her out. Sadie gripped his hair and held on for the ride until she was a whimpering mass of hungry woman who could only beg and plead for anything he had to offer. Stiffening, she sucked in a breath and held it as her body spasmed, tightening as orgasm rolled through her like a shockwave.

As the final waves of pleasure receded, she opened her eyes to see him roll a condom into place over his cock. SEALs must be masters at thinking ahead because he’d grabbed up a couple of them when they’d headed into the bathroom earlier. Had to love an optimistic, take-charge man.

“Gotta fuck you, Sadie.”

She could handle that.

His hands slid over her ass, fingers flexing on rounded hips as he encouraged her to sink down until her pussy hovered over the head of his cock. Hanging on for dear life, Sadie sank her fingers into his bronzed, broad shoulders, loving the way he dragged his erection through her drenched flesh. He circled it over her clit, pressing, pressing, and then his fingers joined the play. When he lightly pinched the hooded, swollen bit, she almost blasted off again.

Whimpering with need, Sadie sank over him. His erection filled her to capacity, stretching her sensitive flesh. There was no doubt she’d be sore beyond belief tomorrow, but it didn’t matter now. Ren went still as her body accommodated his size, but then all bets were off as he withdrew slowly to finally slam deep, high, and hard deep inside her slick channel. Each thrust pressed her clit and brushed along the sensitive bundle of nerves that nestled behind her pubic bone.

Sadie trembled and couldn’t stop as he fucked her. In. Out. Deeper. Slower. Then faster and harder. All she could do was hang on, enjoy and pray this never ended. Water sloshed from the sides of the tub but it just didn’t matter. Nothing was more important than this savage display of fucking by a man who knew his way around a woman’s body. Far in the back of her mind loomed the realization that no one would ever compare to Ren and the way he touched her, fucked her, and treated her as if she were the last woman on Earth.

Ren latched onto a nipple, sucking it into the warmth of his mouth, and she felt the lash of his tongue and the slight nipping of his teeth on her tender flesh. Crying out, she moved over him, reveling in the moment and in him until lust crashed over her, a heavy, drenching wave that finally carried her over the edge into bliss.





Chapter Four

The car she’d rented after landing in Key West had certainly come in handy. Sadie eyed Ren sitting behind the wheel, noting the way he filled up the small space. By unspoken consent, they knew they’d be spending the rest of their short time together, and that was fine with her. Better than fine. Sadie planned to enjoy him for as long as possible.

For most of the morning, she’d tried to block thoughts of him heading off into unknown danger. Keeping scary images at bay was so damn hard. He’d been abnormally quiet during their intimate breakfast and now, as they drove toward the house where Team Arapaho was staying, he remained silent.

Thinking.

A dangerous thing…thinking…and Sadie knew the signs of a man who was deep in thought.

Florida sunshine beat heavily upon the small compact car as they pulled up at the gate of movie star, Brice Benson’s house. House. Hmph. An understatement considering the size of the massive structure. As they paused for Ren to punch in a number at the entrance gate, she struggled to pull her tongue back into her mouth. “Wow. This place is the size of a small country. It’s gorgeous.”

Ren grinned and glanced her way. “Far cry from the houses back home, huh? It was really a coup for us that Dagger is friends with the guy and he let us bunk here while we’re in Key West. We’re definitely not used to such fancy digs.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay here instead of at my hotel?”

He cruised through the circular drive, stopped in front of two elaborate front doors and after braking to a stop, leaned in close. The scent of soap and red-hot man swam through her senses. “There’s no place I’d rather be than with you, Sadie, so wherever you are is what suits me best.” He prefaced the comment by sinking his fingers into her hair and pulling her close. His warm breath caressed her face seconds before he kissed her long and slow. After several heart-stopping moments, he drew back long enough for her to become lost in his soft gray eyes. “Besides, I like the privacy of your room. I’m not done with you, Doc. Not by a longshot.”