bed.
Without letting her go, he dropped so they both bounced on the
mattress, making her giggle.
“I missed you,” she admitted, curling into
his body. Her fingers tiptoed through the soft scattering of black
hair on his chest, then got distracted by the hard muscles
there.
“Babe, I missed you like crazy,” he said
against her hair as he hugged her tight.
The intensity of his words hit her hard,
making her chest ache with need. Needing to ignore it, knowing
emotional ties were the last thing he wanted right now, she tried
to lighten the mood.
“I missed this amazing body, too,” she said,
tapping his bicep. “You’ve always been hot, but let me tell you,
Sam Morelli, you’re amazingly hot now.”
“You like?” Sam shifted upright, straddling
her body. His knees were warm against her hips, his abs so hard and
ripped that Bryanna could barely focus on his words.
Then he lifted one arm and flexed.
His bicep rippled.
It freaking rippled.
Holy hell, he was gorgeous.
She tried to swallow but her mouth was dry.
Her gaze slowly, reluctantly lifted to meet his.
“You look good,” she murmured with a shudder
as a delicate orgasm rippled through her at the feel of his
muscles. “Good, hard and ripped.”
“Not so much now, but give me a few
minutes,” he said with a grin as he pressed his already growing
erection against the wet curls between her thighs. Still riding on
waves of the many delicious orgasms, Bryanna was surprised to feel
the need coil again, juicy with need.
“I’m all for whatever you can get up in a
few minutes, or a few hours,” she teased, slanting him a wicked
look through her lashes. “But in this instance, I was referring to
your other muscles. You know, the less important ones.”
“Thank BUD/S for those,” Sam said, grinning
at her reaction. “I won’t have an ounce of body fat left after I
get through Jump School and SQT.”
She gave a soft hum, hoping he’d take it as
agreement, even as she lowered her eyes to hide her misery.
“Did I tell you I set a record?” As he went
on about his tests and times, the heady glow of pleasure that’d
surrounded her faded. Despite the warmth radiating off of Sam she
shivered inside, and missed most of his words until he said,
“Sweet, isn’t it?”
“Mmm, sweet.”
“We should celebrate.” At her arch look, he
winked. “After. We’ll celebrate after with something to eat.”
Bryanna couldn’t help it. Despite the pain
in her heart, she had to laugh. He was simply the most amazing
combination. A sex god, a strong alpha male and a cuddly little boy
all rolled into one gorgeous package.
“Ice cream?” she suggested. Since she knew
his sweet tooth, she had a quart of Chunky Monkey and another of
Peppermint Swirl in the freezer.
“Perfect,” he decided. But before she could
shift out from under him, though, Sam leaned down.
His hand tunneled into her hair, cupping the
back of her head and lifting her just enough to meet his mouth. His
lips swept over hers,
“After,” he repeated.
Then he took her all over again.
A SEAL’s Proposal: Chapter Four
His lust satisfied—at least temporarily—Sam
sauntered into the kitchen with a smile on his face and the warm
beer he’d forgotten in hand.
“What can I do to help?” he asked, coming up
behind Bryanna to wrap one arm around her waist. When he pulled her
tight against him, he realized his lust wasn’t nearly as satisfied
as he’d thought.
“Sam,” Bryanna protested with a laugh as he
nibbled his way down her throat. He nuzzled her robe aside so he
could taste the sweet silk of her shoulder. But before he could
lift his hand to get to the rest of her curves under that robe, she
pulled away. “It’s almost dinner time.”
“That’s why I’m here,” he said with a wicked
grin, reaching out to play with the collar of her robe. She wore a
real one this time, the berry colored fabric soft and silky and not
a bit see-through.
“You shouldn’t be