A SEAL's Seduction (Alpha SEALs Book 4) (12 page)

“Tell me you’re on the pill.”

“Yes.”

“I’m clean, I promise.  Let me take you like this.  Completely bare?”

She had a feeling it was the only question he’d be asking tonight.  Mike was otherwise in complete and utter control.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Thank God,” he muttered.  Mike bent and picked her up, his muscled arms easily lifting her, and carried her to the bath.  “Keep your arm above the water,” he instructed.

He settled down into the large tub, holding her securely against him.  Warm water surrounded them, and it was sexy as hell having Mike hold her to him this way as the water lapped against them.  His erection ground into her bottom, and she resisted the urge to wiggle against him.

Leaning back, he guided her head to rest on his shoulder.  A towel on the side of the tub cushioned her injured arm, and water lapped around her breasts, barely peeking out above the water.

Mike held her for a moment, letting the water and steam surround them.  It felt good to be in his muscular arms, his powerful body holding her safe and secure.  At the moment she couldn’t imagine ever wanting to be anywhere else.

He lowered his head and kissed her slowly, his lips gently caressing hers.  He tasted of mint and man, sinfully good.  His tongue lightly traced the seam of her lips, and she opened to him, letting him have control of the kiss.  Large hands palmed her breasts as arousal pooled at her center, and she was suddenly aching, desperate for him to touch her intimately.  He pulled and plucked at her nipples, teasing her, until finally she was writhing in his lap.  One hand slid down between her breasts, over the soft curve of her stomach, and lower still until her finally reached her center. Mike’s thick fingers slid through her folds, touching, caressing, teasing.

“Spread your legs for me.”  She did as he asked, and he hooked one of her legs over his own, opening her even wider to him.

“God, Kenley, I love seeing you like this.”

He spread her arousal around, and she gasped as he penetrated her with one thick finger, slowly working it in and out until he added a second.  He slowly filled and stretched her, readying her for him, and her walls clamped down around him as she moaned in pleasure.

“You’re so tight, baby.  And I’m going to make you feel so good.”

He circled her clit, spreading her arousal over her throbbing bud.  Heat coiled down from her center as she gasped.  Waves of pleasure began to build as he moved faster and faster, and Kenley bucked helplessly against him, finally crying out, arching back further into his arms.  Mike continued to stroke her gently until she finally fell back down from heaven, limp and sated.

He lifted her and easily turned her around, readjusting the towel for her to rest her arm.  She settled back into his lap, her legs spread on either side of his hips, and she felt his throbbing cock rubbing against her slickened sex.  Mike gripped her waist, lifting her, and then he thrust upward as he pulled her back down, impaling her completely.

She gasped at the intimate invasion, moaning in pleasure at the exquisite pressure of him buried deep inside her.  She felt so full, so good, the moment almost danced between pleasure and pain.  He stilled for a moment, allowing her to get used to him, then slowly began to move in and out, stroking her inner walls.  Mike ducked down and kissed her again, and she cried out in pleasure as the base of his penis rubbed against her still swollen clit.  He thrust again and again, faster and faster, and she gasped, seeing stars.

Mike gripped her hips tightly and held her to him as he claimed her, stealing her breath, capturing her soul, sending her soaring once more.

Mike groaned in pleasure as Kenley’s inner walls tightened once more around him.  The way she’d straddled him in the bathtub was sexy as fuck, her full breasts bouncing up and down, her cascading brown curls falling around her shoulders.  She looked like some sort of goddess right out of a painting.  Watching her come as he’d thrust into her over and over was pure heaven.  He’d just driven her to ecstasy with his fingers moments before, and she was already coming again on his throbbing cock.  She clamped down around him like a vice, her slickened sex feeling like damn near perfection.

He held onto her waist, driving himself into her harder and faster.  As her breasts bounced up and down and she threw her head back, he shattered, spilling his seed deep inside her molten core.

He muttered an oath as he came harder than he ever had before.  He’d always used condoms in the past, never daring to go without.  But hell, with Kenley he wanted it all.  He’d have her come on his tongue before the night was over.  He’d have to be careful with her injured wrist, but there was nothing he wanted more than to enjoy her in as many ways as possible.  To tease her and pleasure her until she was begging for mercy.  Until she admitted she was his and his alone.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” he said as he slowly fell back down to Earth.  He pulled Kenley to his chest, holding her close even as he was still buried balls deep inside of her.  She was panting and breathless, and her lips brushing against his neck felt like the kiss of an angel.  He wanted to scoop her up, keep her safe, and never let her go.

“That was…wow,” she murmured.

Mike chuckled quietly.  He planned to show her exactly how many ways he could “wow” her tonight.  He gently eased Kenley up and pulled out, turning her and setting her back down on his lap.

“Let me wash your hair,” he murmured.  Hell, he’d never offered to wash a woman’s hair before in his life.  But even if she wasn’t in a cast, he had a feeling he’d want to do it for Kenley.  She stirred up feelings of protectiveness inside him that he’d never had for a woman before.

He turned the bath back on, running more hot water, and poured some of it over Kenley’s head.  After he grabbed a bottle of his shampoo, he began massaging it into Kenley’s hair.  She closed her eyes and actually
moaned
.  Hell, one of these days he’d stretch her out on his bed and give her a full body massage that would have her moaning like she wouldn’t believe.  And that massage would be guaranteed to have a
very
happy ending.

He rinsed her hair, the suds from the shampoo washing down across her bare shoulders, breasts, and back.  She wouldn’t smell like vanilla anymore, she’d smell like
him
.  His cock rose to attention at that thought.  Kenley was his.

She giggled and gently rubbed her ass against him.  “Ready again, sailor?”

“With you, I’m always ready.  Let’s get cleaned up and then I’m taking you to bed.”

Mike washed her gently, paying careful attention to her voluptuous breasts.  Hell, he could spend all night just kissing and suckling them.  Could she come just from his playing with her nipples?  She’d seemed sensitive before, and he was dying to find out.

Quickly scrubbing himself off, he helped her to stand.  The water began gurgling as it swirled down the drain, and he assisted Kenley in stepping out of the tub before drying them each off with some fluffy towels.

“Is your arm okay?”

“A little sore; I think the painkillers might be wearing off.”

“I’ll get you some aspirin.”

Mike captured her from behind in a bear hug, loving the feel of her smaller body in his arms.  He ducked his head to her ear, nibbling on it before asking if she wanted dinner or bed.  Her stomach rumbled before she could answer, and Mike chuckled.  “Dinner first then.  And I got so distracted by taking a bath with you, I forget to call Christopher and tell them we made it back safely.  Do you want to call Lexi while I heat something up?”

“So you cook, too?” Kenley asked, wiggling around to look up at him. “When you’re not out saving the world?”

“For you I will,” he said with a wicked grin.  “Besides, I need you to keep your energy up.  I’ve got a long night planned.”

Kenley blushed as Mike raised his eyebrows.  “Honey, we just made love in my bathtub.  You don’t need to blush around me.”

“Stop, you’re embarrassing me,” she said, lightly swatting him on the chest.

Mike smirked.  That was about the cutest thing he’d ever seen.  Like she could really stop his teasing.  It was cuter than hell the way she blushed around him.  And sexy as fuck when she came.

“Hell, I’d eat you for dinner and be satisfied.  But instead I’ll just have to save that sweet little pussy of yours for dessert.”

He turned and strode toward the door, glancing back over her shoulder to wink.  Kenley was standing there, mouth agape, clutching the bath towel.  And she was about to dress in
his
clothes.  There was something damn satisfying about having her here.  About bathing her, cooking for her, and having her in his home.  And after dinner, he planned to have her in as many ways as possible.

***

“Are you okay, baby?” Mike asked as he grinned up at her.  Kenley had screamed louder than she ever had in her life as Mike made her come on his tongue.  She was surprised the neighbors weren’t currently dialing 911.  Holy hell.  What that man could do with his mouth was absolutely sinful.

“Okay?” she asked breathlessly.  “After that, I don’t think I’ll ever be okay again.  That was amazing.”

Mike chuckled.  “That’s how I plan to wake you up in the morning.  Fair warning,” he said with a wink.

Jesus.  She didn’t think she could survive another one of his Earth-shattering orgasms.

Mike prowled back up her body, kissing her softly on the stomach, slowly kissing the underside of one breast before sucking one nipple into his mouth.  She writhed and moaned beneath him, still sensitive and sore from all the attention he’d laved on her all evening.  Every pull of her nipple she felt in her still throbbing clit, and at the moment, she wouldn’t be surprised if she orgasmed again.  Mike was that good.

He had cooked dinner for them, a simple pasta and chicken dish that had been delicious.  She’d spoken briefly to Lexi while he’d whipped everything up in the kitchen, and the meal had surprisingly been relaxed and comfortable.  She thought she’d be embarrassed after making love in the bath with him, but he’d been attentive and sweet.  He’d even offered to pick up some clothes at her condo for her if that would make her feel more comfortable, but she’d decided everything else could wait until morning.

Matthew had briefly swung by, dropping off her car and keys, and she’d flushed as his gaze had swept over her in Mike’s clothing.  He’d winked before he left, and it had embarrassed her to the core having his friends knowing she was here.  She knew Christopher had been waiting in the car, and what Matthew told him would of course make it back to Lexi.  Her best friend would be dying for details tomorrow, but for the night, she planned to just enjoy being here with Mike.  They’d enjoy each other, maybe even see each other again this week or next.  But before long, she’d be leaving.  She’d be back at home in Arlington.  Flings weren’t exactly her thing, and she certainly would never get into a serious relationship with a Navy SEAL who was gone half that time.  But for the moment?  She was done fighting the sizzling chemistry between them.

And right now in his bedroom?  Holy hell.  He was attentive in a whole other kind of way.  Kenley didn’t even want to imagine all the women he’d been with to become such an expert on the female form.  He seemed to make her rise higher and higher each time he touched her.  Make her climax that much harder.  Was it like that with everyone?  She’d never flown so high in her life as with Mike.  The chemistry between them was off-the-charts amazing.  Part of her wanted to run the other way, protecting herself from the inevitable hurt that had to follow a night as great as this.  And another part of her wanted to never leave, to submit to his control over her body in the bedroom.

Those full male lips that had been expertly kissing all her bare flesh finally reached her mouth.  He claimed her, kissing her aggressively, sweeping his tongue inside to explore and conquer.  He tasted slightly of beer and spice.  And it was good.  So, so good. 

“How’s your arm feeling?” he asked huskily.

“I’m okay, Mike,” she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck.  His broad shoulders were heavenly, and although she felt slightly awkward holding him this way with her cast, she wanted him closer.  His thick erection pushed against her sensitive inner thigh, and she wanted him in her, moving over her, exactly like this.  She’d rode him in the bathtub, but she needed to feel his powerful body holding her down on his bed, making her his once more.

“Thank God.  Because tonight I plan to make you come so many times, you can’t see straight.”

“That’s quite a promise.”

“I’ve wanted you since the first moment I laid eyes on you,” he said, his voice gravel.  “Having you here in my bed is like a fantasy come true.”

“I wanted you, too,” Kenley admitted.

“Since when?” he asked, nipping at her neck.  His teeth grazed across her sensitive skin, and she shivered.

“Since the night at the condo.  When you held me against the wall, holding my wrists, pressing your body against mine….”  She trailed off, embarrassed.  She wasn’t used to talking about sex this way.  Or wanting a man so much.  She’d always had safe, predictable sex before.  It was nice but nothing spectacular.  Nothing even close to the rush she had with Mike.  Never had a man demanded anything of her, commanded her to do anything.  And now?  She loved the way Mike controlled their lovemaking, taking charge without question.  It was like he knew exactly what her body craved and gave it to her.  Over and over again.

“I was so hard for you then.  Just like I am right now,” he teased, rubbing his erection up against her slick folds.  He was so hot and ready for her, she was desperate to feel him penetrating her again, pushing deep inside her core.

“Mmm, you feel so good….”

“I’m sorry your wrist is fractured, baby.  Because I’d love to pin you down right here, driving into you until you come on my cock.”

Kenley blushed furiously, her breasts swelling and nipples tightening in arousal.  She’d never before wanted a man to treat her that way—to hold her down hard as he took her.  But the idea of Mike making her come that way was incredibly arousing.

“Hell, I’d love to tie your wrists up and blindfold you.  Make you beg me for mercy.”

She gasped, and Mike met her gaze.  His fingertips trailed gently across her lips.  “What are you thinking?” he asked.

“I, I’ve never done anything like that before.”

“I’d make it so good for you,” he assured her.  “Of course I wouldn’t tie your wrists together now—not with your cast.  But I could blindfold you.  Would you like that?”

“What…what would you do?”

His eyes heated.  “Pleasure you.  Make you come harder than you ever have before.”

“Um, I don’t think….”

“Another time,” he whispered, kissing her lightly.  “I can make you feel good just like this.”  He lined the tip of his erection up to her center and edged slightly inside, holding himself there.

“Mike,” she pleaded.

He pulled out slightly and then thrust into her again, filling her completely as she gasped.  Her sex was so swollen and ready for him, she immediately adjusted to accommodate his large size.  When Mike slid inside her, he slaked a need she couldn’t even begin to understand.  Her body ached for him, for his fullness inside her, for the weight of his body covering her.

His hand slid to where their bodies joined, and he rubbed his thumb over her clit, causing her to cry out.  Gently pumping into her sex as he toyed with her had her flying in seconds.  She cried out as waves of pleasure washed over her, as she surrendered yet again to his control.  This man would be her very undoing, and she had absolutely no power to stop any of it.