For a few moments, we regarded each other as I watched indecision play in her features. “When you were lying in that hospital bed, so often I felt like a fraud,” she explained softly, her fingertips dancing over my skin in an unconscious bid to drive me insane. “We’d only just met, and there I was sitting vigil day in and day out. I wasn’t even sure if you would want me to, but something in me had to.”
Her quiet acknowledgment might as well have been a thunderbolt for the effect it had on me. Before I could stop myself, I was pulling her down to straddle me, unwilling to have distance between us. I wrapped my arms around her, my forehead pressed to hers. “You belong by my side; I knew it the moment I set eyes on you. I can’t explain it, and I don’t need to. The fact that you stayed with me during some of my darkest days is what saved me, baby. I’ve waited my whole life for you, Grace; I know that with the same certainty I knew I needed to join the SEALs, to start my own club. Hell, maybe more. And even if you’re not there yet—I’m sure enough for the both of us.”
“That’s good, because I don’t think I want to go slow.” Her quiet declaration had my entire body rising to attention.
“Grace.” Her name was a rasped growl from deep in my chest. “Be very sure what you’re saying. Because this is not a one-time thing. This isn’t a fling. This is you giving yourself to me, and I don’t intend on giving any part of you back.”
When she backed off only to pull her shirt up over her head, giving me a view of her full breasts covered in black lace, my brain short circuited.
My hands traveled of their own accord to her back, unclasping her bra and sliding it slowly down her arms.
“Fuck,” I grunted as I got my first view of the most beautiful breasts I’d ever seen. Well over a handful, with dusky rose nipples just begging for my mouth.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” I breathed, leaning in to take her left nipple in my mouth, grazing my teeth gently over the soft flesh.
When she began shifting restlessly on my lap, driving us both to the edge of sanity, I guided her to stand in front of me. I kissed her flat stomach, my hands moving from the generous curve of her waist to the top of her jeans. I looked up at her as I unbuttoned them, watching her breathing increase as I slid them down her legs, leaving her in a black thong.
I stood then, allowing the towel to drop to the ground as I pulled her against me, gripping her ass in my hands as I guided her to lie on the bed.
Her half-lidded gaze tracked my naked form, her pupils huge in her gorgeous green eyes.
I’d always taken care of myself. In the SEALs it was a requirement for staying alive, and after, it’d become habit to keep myself in shape. Now, as she stared at me with visible hunger, I resolved she’d be my new motivation.
I leaned over her, kissing her thoroughly before trailing my mouth down to her breasts, her belly, and finally, between her creamy thighs.
Her answering gasp spurred me on as her taste exploded on my tongue. I gripped her thighs, opening them to give me better access to her sweetness.
When her legs began to shake, her breaths becoming soft pants, I doubled my efforts, gripping her ass, bringing her closer to my tongue.
When she cried out, signaling her release, I remained between her legs, not ready to pull myself away despite my cock being more than ready to be inside her heat.
I turned my attention to her inner thighs, kissing her there, the gentle graze of my teeth making her quiver as I moved slowly further up her body until I was once again hovering over her.
“Are you on birth control?” While the carnal part of me wanted to plant my baby in her as soon as possible, I also wanted time with just her as just us.
At her nod, my nostrils flared at the idea of being inside her with nothing between us.
“Do you trust me?” I asked as she stared up at me, looking impossibly gorgeous with lust suffusing her expression.
“I do,” she confirmed, giving me a gift I knew I could never repay but had every intention of living up to.
I didn’t hesitate to slide inside her, forcing myself to go slow despite the instinct to drive into her like an animal. “I knew it would be amazing with you, but Christ,” I groaned as her legs wrapped around me, encouraging me to take more of her.
She was impossibly tight, and I didn’t want to hurt her.
Her answering cry had me delving further, harder, watching as her face and chest suffused with a blush, her expression and cries begging me to continue.
When her legs began to shake again, which I had already learned signaled an impending release, I reached down to stroke her clit, taking her harder, watching in awe as seconds later she cried out. I groaned in response, following her over into a release I’d never experienced the likes of.
I collapsed gently on top of her, wanting to stay inside her as her arms joined her legs in being wrapped around me, pulling me close.
For a few sacred moments, we just breathed, glowing in the aftermath of what had been the best sex I’d ever had in my life and I hoped was the same for her.
Finally, I pulled back, disengaging from her warmth and lying by her side, pulling her into my arms, kissing her lazily. “Never come so hard in my life.” I chuckled, still catching my breath.
She burrowed deeper into me. “Me either.” Her admission gave me the acknowledgement I craved. “I don’t have much experience, but regardless, it’s still true.”
I hummed in agreement, not wanting to think about her ever being with anyone other than me as my fingers drifted languidly up and down the curve of her waist.
