As his hot mouth slammed into hers, he wanted his kiss to possess her until the need for him was a starving need in her bones. He moved her toward the bedroom and his bed; he could feel her heart hammering against his.
No words were necessary as he backed her purposefully toward the bed. Where she touched, he burned; where she didn’t touch, he ached.
With quick breaths, he was able to rein in his passion. Her hands went to his pants, and he thrust against her hands as she palmed him through the denim.
“Do you have protection?” she asked.
Everything inside him stilled and he swore and backed up, running his hands through his hair. “No.”
She smiled. “I do.” She walked over to her purse and as she bent over, he got a tantalizing view of her backside. She turned toward him with foil-wrapped packets in her hand. “I thought SEALs were supposed to be prepared for anything.”
“Honey,” he said softly, “those aren’t standard issue.”
“It’s a good thing that I’m always prepared.”
“Will you stop waving those around and get back over here?”
“I think you’re overdressed. Why don’t you take off those pants and show me what is standard issue?”
He laughed and took the two steps to her, pulled her into his arms, and took her mouth again.
She gasped and twisted against him at the instantaneous hunger that enveloped her body, at the glorious feel of his hard-muscled frame.
“Why don’t you take them off me?”
His thighs were solid and powerful flush up against hers, his chest was unyielding like rock. Sienna could barely draw a breath. There was a very small voice in the back of her head that said,Be careful. She mentally slapped it away. This was her daring fling and she was going to take it. It wasn’t love. It was just sex.
But fantastic, unbelievable sex that overpowered her senses and made her come harder and hotter than she’d ever thought possible.
CHAPTER5
She maneuvered him toward the bed. When she got there, she pushed on his chest, and he tumbled backward. “Are you a pushover, A.J.?”
“For the right woman, I’d do anything.” His eyes traveled down her body, and she shivered. She’d never done that before. And he had the nerve to lie there with all that glorious muscle primed just for her. His muscles were thick but cut, delineated in shadow and light from the soft glow of the lamp. His skin was a burnished copper and smooth as silk. In addition to the golden medallion, he had around his neck, his dog tags glinted silver in the light, flashing at her.
A warning?
Feeling too much for him wouldn’t be smart. He was a SEAL, and he wouldn’t fit into her orderly world. He’d already proven that by pushing his way into her case and getting the U-Haul information against her wishes.
But she couldn’t worry about that now. This was a physical thing. Chemistry.
She placed the packets on the nightstand and leaned over him, running her hard-peaked breasts against the smooth skin of his chest and abdomen.
His body went rigid and with his head thrown back, he groaned.
Her tongue came out and trailed a path down his ridged stomach to the snap of his pants. “Damn it, you’re killing me.”
“If I take them off, I’ll take them off my way.”
“Mmm,” he moaned softly when she used her mouth to undo the button and pull down the zipper one slow metal tab at a time. “I like your way.”
She gripped the waistband and tugged. A.J. lifted his hips and she discarded his pants in a heap on the floor.
She bent over again and kissed the satin smooth skin at the waistband of his black boxer briefs. “I don’t think these are standard Navy issue, either.”
“I wear white all…” he gasped as her tongue came out and licked his sensitive skin, “…the time,” he rasped, his breathing ragged.
His erection strained against the black cotton and Sienna couldn’t resist the invitation as she gently bit him through the briefs, then she took the head of his penis in her mouth.