To Tempt a SEAL (Sin City SEALs 1)

“You like that,” he said, slipping a finger inside her.

“Yes.”

“Tell me,” he demanded. “I want to hear you.”

Her hips bucked up to meet his mouth. The sound of his voice pushed her closer and closer. He ran his tongue back and forth over her clit, as if offering her the show-no-mercy approach to oral sex.

“Oh, God,” she said. “Just like that.”

“This?” His tongue traded places with his fingers. This man knew how to touch her.

“Yes,” she whimpered. “Don’t say another word. Please. Just kiss me.”

She craved the sound of his voice, but right now, she needed his mouth on her sex. And he obliged, putting his lips on her, his tongue inside her—

The orgasm slammed into her. Her whole body arched, and her ankles pulled against her bonds. And his tongue, his fingers… Relentless.

“Cade!” she cried. “Oh, Cade, please.”

He stayed with her, taking his cues from her body, waiting until her wild, bucking hips eased down to the chair before he drew back.

“What’s your name, gorgeous?”

“Hmm?” It was all she could manage. The pleasure maintained a stronghold on her body. Music drifted up from below, mingled with voices, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered but the bliss, so much greater than she’d imagined when she’d closed her eyes and dreamed of this alone in her bed.

“I think we can cross off oral sex so good that you forget your own name. So we’re two down with two to go,” the rough, oh-so-sexy voice said. “And Lucia, the night’s still young.”

Chapter Four

Cade stared down at the woman writhing on the lounge chair and fought the urge to rip off her mask and see her glow. If he had his way, he’d carry her up to his room and strip her down so he could see every inch of her in the light before he buried himself inside her. But part of him knew he should walk away now, before he broke more of the rules he’d written for himself.

Don’t get in too deep. Don’t get involved. You’ll only hurt her when you redeploy.

“I feel so good,” she murmured. “Even after.”

Except there was no fucking way he was walking away from the damn near hypnotic blend of sexy and innocent tied to the lounge chair. Not tonight.

Besides, hadn’t she been clear that she didn’t want anything beyond tonight?

“I want more, Cade.”

His cock agreed, begging to be released. But it was too soon for number four on the Post-it note list. He wanted to draw this out, because in the morning, he would have to face the fact that he’d broken a string of promises.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs drew his attention away from the tempting woman. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a security guard climbing the steps.

“Time to go.” He knelt at her feet and untied the ribbons.

“Someone’s coming?” she whispered, a note of panic eclipsing desire. “Here?”

“Security,” he confirmed, drawing her up with one hand while lowering her skirt with the other. He surveyed his options and wished he could call for an extraction team so that they could fast rope out of there.

“We need to hide until the guard leaves.” He took her hand and drew her away from the lounge chair and into the shadows by the cabana door. He pulled on the padlock and thanked his lucky stars when it opened. The same staff member who’d left the cushions on t

he chairs after the pool area closed for the night had likely forgotten to lock the damn thing.

“In here.” He led her into the dark space. He angled his body in a way that shielded her and allowed him to keep an eye on the door. He could feel the rise and fall of her breasts, her chest pressed up against his.

“We’re safe here,” he assured her. “Even if they find us, they’ll just ask us to leave.”