Baby, It's You (Uncharted SEALs Book 5) Read Online Free PDF Page A

her hips; lovely golden tan across the inches touched by the sun; small light brown freckles on her chest…
    Pale areolas surrounding reddening, spiking tips…
    Unable to resist, he’d reached out and cupped one soft mound, rasping his thumb across the bead.
    Her belly quivered with her next breath.
    And he was lost. He leaned forward and took her nipple into his mouth, latching around the areola with his lips, stroking the bead with his tongue, then drawing hard before moving back to see her body’s reaction.
    Her breast glistened. The tip lengthened. She cupped the other breast, inviting him to give it the same treatment.
    Instead, he’d unsnapped his jeans and lifted his ass just enough to shove the rough garment down his legs. His cock sprang free, and as he kicked away his pants, he moved backward on the mattress, bracing himself on his hands as her gaze ate him up.
    Her eyes widened; her expression tightening with excitement, Melanie shrugged off her robe and climbed over him.
    Carter stroked faster as memories he’d kept alive over the years became more disjointed. He’d rolled, taking her beneath him, then kissed and nibbled at every part of her body before donning a condom and entering her. She’d been drenched with excitement, shown not a second’s hesitation—until she’d braced that hand against his chest.
    Only then had he noted how narrow she was inside. How she clamped around him, her body trying to eject him. Inside, he’d frozen for just a second as realization hit him. She was nineteen. In college. What the hell?
    His breaths deepened, and he firmed his grip, stroking himself faster and faster.
    Moisture had filled her eyes as she’d stared back, likely noting his fierce frown of consternation.
    “It’s okay. I want this. Just give me a second.” She’d drawn a deep breath, and then raised her legs to encircle his hips.
    If he’d been a better man, stronger, he’d have pulled free. But he’d already been so aroused he was near to exploding, and she hadn’t been ready. She was too tense, her breaths too fractured. She was scared and excited, but didn’t have a clue how to make it happen.
    But he had known. Lord, he had known exactly how to bring her pleasure. Not that he hadn’t silently cursed at the necessity.
    He remembered pleasuring her with his mouth, his fingers. Remembered how she’d cursed him, her fingers digging into his scalp to pull him up her body. He’d entered her again. This time, the glint in her eyes challenged, dared him to pause again, but he was too far gone. After learning every lush, hot secret her body held, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He’d stroked them both to completion then held her until they’d recovered their breath.
    Eventually, they’d slept. In the morning, he’d gathered his things without waking her and dressed in an empty guest room before departing. He hadn’t spoken to her again until yesterday. The fact she could look at him with anything but disgust for the way he’d left, slipping silently out of the house without so much as a farewell kiss…well, she was the bigger person.
    But seeing her had reawakened his attraction for her. Even now, he imagined her body gloving his cock, her tight channel clenching around him as he tugged and stroked his dick. Only when his balls tightened and come burbled over his hand did he wonder whether she still thought about the time they’d spent together in this bed.
    Carter gave himself one last pull and drew a deep breath.
    The door burst open, and he quickly flipped the sheet over his hips.
    “Tildy says you won’t get breakfast ’less you come now! Says I can have your bacon.”
    Alarm shot through him, and he hoped like hell he’d been quick enough, or that Emmy was short enough she hadn’t seen anything she shouldn’t. Footsteps hurried toward his doorway, and he groaned a second before Melanie appeared in the opening. Her gaze went to the sheet covering his hips and the overlarge