Page 112 of Protective Heroes

As he sank his tongue he moaned.

She screamed.

Then he ran his tongue back up through her sensitive folds to her hard nub. When he looked up her body, he was met by her gaze. Solidly pinning him where he was—as if he could ever walk away now. As if she couldn’t look away.

Holding her gaze, he sucked her clit and slowly sank two fingers into her pussy. She clamped around his invasion immediately.

“That’s it, baby. Milk my fingers and think of my cock buried inside you.”

“Mmmmm.” She lifted her hips and ground her pussy against his mouth and hand. He could see her coming apart—cheeks red and eyes glazed. Her lips opened on a silent scream as her orgasm struck.

He bent to his feast, eating, licking, nibbling and sucking her pussy until the final waves left her. Then he slid in on the fringes of her fading orgasm.

The instant Lincoln sank his hard, cum-dripping cock into her pussy something warm and beautiful blossomed inside her. From the start, she’d known there was something different about this soldier, and her body seemed to be confirming her suspicions.

She latched onto him with her arms and legs as he shoved deep and hard. Pushing her up the sand, taking her with the wildness she felt right to the marrow of her bones.

His long, thick cock pushing in and out sent her body through several shudders. Her inner walls clenched around him rhythmically.

His features blazed with want. This was the reason she felt so beautiful and safe in his arms. The way he looked at her was unlike any other.

As he withdrew, he stared deep into her eyes. “Kiss me,” she begged.

Bending to claim her lips again, he groaned the second their mouths came together in a hard, claiming kiss. She parted her lips for him and tangled their tongues as she bucked madly against his cock, driving him deeper. Taking him to the root, wanting more, more, more.

When she started to rise, he stiffened. His body was so in sync with hers, she had no idea where he started and she ended. They just simply were.

Small waves lapped on the beach and insects hummed pleasantly. The sun warmed the skin of his back beneath her hands.

And then she was coming in long screaming waves. Her cream drenching his cock. He jerked harder and lifted her all the way off the sand, pulling her pussy right over his cock as he fed her pussy every last drop of cum.

The cords in his neck stood out and his eyes darkened as he shot for what seemed like a solid minute.

When they collapsed together, he rolled slightly to the side to keep from crushing her. After his breathing slowed and she caught her breath, she brushed her lips over his shoulder. “I’m always going to think of this place as ours.”

His throat worked, and he turned his warm, claiming gaze on her. There she saw all the things she’d been feeling. How was it possible? Had fate brought them together?

As he tugged her flush against him, she stopped caring about the whys and started wondering about the hows. How were they going to make this work if he was rumored to be heading back to Afghanistan again? Could she live with the fact she wouldn’t have him close every day?

“I swear I can hear you thinking, Allison,” he rasped quietly against her neck.

“I...” She stopped, feeling she shouldn’t ruin the moment. Besides, she was thinking long-term and he hadn’t suggested anything like that.

“You can tell me anything, ask me anything, baby. What’s on your mind?” He turned her face toward his using his fingers under her chin.

“It was something Ford said.”

He stiffened, and not in the good way. Every muscle in his body seemed to go rigid. “What did he say?”

“That they were sending him back to Afghanistan in the next few months. And since you’re in the same unit...”

He pushed out a sigh. “He needs to keep his fucking mouth shut.”

“Then you weren’t going to tell me?”

“I would have told you, just not at this minute when I’ve just felt you come apart for me in my arms and around my cock several times.”

She felt her face grow warm—and her lower parts warmer. But her heart had fallen into her stomach. “So you are going?” she asked quietly.

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