Rescued by the SEAL (Black Ops)

Stirling winked at me, and a growl rumbled up Huntley’s chest as his friend said, “No thanks needed.”

Cash’s lips curved at the edges as he crossed his arms over his chest, but Deacon flat out grinned. “Trust me, getting to see how territorial Huntley is with you is more than sufficient payment.”

Huntley shouldered his way past his friends, tugging me along with him. “And on that note, we’re outta here.”

It was obvious from their laughter that the guys weren’t offended by our exit, so I waited until we pulled away to say anything. “You didn’t have to rush your friends off like that. They risked their lives for me, too.”

“You’ll have plenty of time to get to know them later.” He reached over to squeeze my thigh. “Right now, I need to have you all to myself.”

I laced my fingers through his and leaned back in my seat. “As long as our alone time includes a shower and some food, that sounds great to me.”

“You’ve got a deal,” he quickly agreed.

Less than ten minutes later, Huntley pulled the SUV into the garage of a small house in a community about a mile from the base. He didn’t waste any time in getting us inside and leading me through his bedroom to the bathroom. “I’ll cook while you shower.”

Before my brain had a chance to catch up with my mouth, I asked, “Don’t you want to take one with me?”

“More than I can say.” His hands fisted so tightly that his knuckles turned white. “But I’m trying to do the right thing here, gingersnap. You went through something scary as fuck today, and I don’t want to take advantage of the adrenaline high you’re experiencing right now. You need food, and I’m going to head into the kitchen because I don’t trust myself to stay in here with you for even another minute.”

“I need you more than a meal.”

My soft confession snapped Huntley’s control. He closed the distance between us, cupping my cheeks with his hands as he lowered his head to capture my lips. His hard-on pressed against my belly while he devoured my mouth, our tongues tangling as I clutched his shoulders for balance. When he started to pull back, I wasn’t ready for the kiss to end and whimpered in protest. “Don’t worry, gingersnap. There’s no way in hell I’m gonna put an end to this now. You want me? You’ve fucking got me.”

A thrill of triumph raced up my spine as he turned on the shower and began to help me out of my dirty clothes. When only my bra and panties were left, he quickly stripped down to his boxer briefs. Then he checked the temperature of the water before flicking open my bra clasp and tugging the straps down my arms. His eyes were full of heat as he palmed my breasts and brushed his lips over the hard peaks. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

“You’re not half bad yourself.” I stroked my hands up his chest.

“I’ll show you not half bad,” he growled, yanking my panties down my legs as he dropped to his knees and wrapped his hands around my hips. It was a good thing he was holding me steady because my knees went weak when he ran his tongue up my pussy lips, from bottom to top. Without his help, I would’ve melted into the floor as he devoured me, driving me wild when he paid special attention to my clit. “Give it to me, gingersnap. Come on my tongue.”

The combination of his growled command and the tug of his lips on my sensitive bud sent me flying over the edge. He licked me through my orgasm, waiting to carry me into the shower until after my shudders subsided. I stayed in a sensual fog as he cleaned me from head to toe before washing himself off. I didn’t come out of it until he reached for the faucet. Wrapping my fingers around his forearm, I asked, “What about you?”

“I’m not going to come until I sink my cock inside your sweet pussy.” He turned off the water and opened the shower door to grab a towel. Drying me off, he added, “And I want you spread out on my bed the first time I take you.”

Beyond ready for him to take me, I grabbed the towel. “Then hurry up so we can make that happen.”

He barely dried himself off before he hefted me over his shoulder and stalked into the bedroom. After tossing me onto the bed, he followed me down onto the mattress, his muscular body covering every inch of mine. With my thighs cradling his hips, the tip of his dick lined up with my entrance. When he felt my wetness—which had nothing to do with the shower—a low rumble of need crept up his throat. “After so much wasted time, I’ve finally got you right where you belong. Brace yourself, gingersnap. Because I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be able to feel me tomorrow.”