Page 18 of Protection for Nichole

“That’s it, come for me.”

His command filled her ears, and she didn’t want to hold back. All that mattered was pleasing him. She flew apart, her mind blanking as the orgasm took her breath and her ability to stay upright away.

Jesse held her, keeping her from falling over. He reached into the shower, turning on the spray before pushing the shower curtain out of the way and helping her into the enclosure.

His kisses were sweet and special. She didn’t want to let go, but they needed to soap up and rinse off. It took effort to step away from Jesse and let him start washing.

Her gaze slid down his body, appreciating every inch of him. He most certainly had more muscle definition now. His body wasn’t bulky so much as it was packed with lean muscle. It all made sense since he was a SEAL.

A shiver slid through her. She relished the feeling of holding him close. He was just like she remembered, but better. She wanted to drop to her knees and lick his cock, but she also wanted to feel his weight pressing down on her. Later she could suck him off. From what she remembered from before, he had great recovery time.

They finished in the shower, and he wrapped a towel around her, then found one for himself. She focused on his shoulders, then his arms, seeing a scar on his left arm near his biceps.

“What’s this?” She pointed to the spot.

He shrugged. “It’s nothing.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Nothing, or were you shot?”

“Really, it was a graze. Nothing bad. I’m fine.”

“You didn’t have it before.”

He shook his head. “I’ve been through a lot in the four years since you last saw me naked.”

She placed her hand on his chest. “We both have.”

His gaze trailed down her body, then back up. “Right now, I want to take you to my bed and show you how much I like having you around.”

She couldn’t stop the giggle and loved the smile her laughter drew out of him. He wasn’t too serious. That was one thing she’d liked about him. She could joke with him without him being offended. He picked her up again, and she laughed even harder this time.

“Let me show you how much I want you, laughter and all.”

He gently laid her on his mattress and then was between her legs before she had a chance to catch her breath. His tongue swiped over her slit, and she cried out as her fingers wove through his hair, holding him in place.

Jesse had gotten better at this. He sucked and licked, taking her higher again. She arched into his mouth, her breaths coming in gasps as he brought her closer to the edge. He tugged at one nipple and then the other while he held her still with one palm on her belly. Not that she wanted to wiggle away, but he was causing every nerve in her body to fire, and she couldn’t hold still.

“Oh God, Jesse, I’m going to come.”

He chuckled against her pussy, then slid two fingers inside her wet heat as he sucked on her clit. Her eyes slammed shut as her orgasm hit. Jesse stayed between her legs while she pulsed around his fingers, her mind nearly blanking as the overwhelming good feeling washed over her.

As the orgasm passed, he rose up and reached for the bedside table, grabbing a condom. Of course, she had an IUD in place. There was no way she would have traveled the world, going into dangerous situations without one in place. It was still a good idea to use a condom for now. Later, once they knew each other better, they could figure out what was best. A passing thought of the hours she was missing, when she got the bruises and scratches on her face, slid into her thoughts, and she pushed it away. She couldn’t think of that now.

He rolled on the condom and lined up. His gaze held hers as he slid in, filling her slowly with his cock. It wasn’t just his length she had to get used to. The man was thick. He fit perfectly, hitting all the good sensitive spots, sending shivers through her as he pressed all the way in.

The brush of the base of his cock against her clit made her gasp. She remembered from before that Jesse knew how to use his cock. He knew how to swivel his hips for maximum effect and not just pound in. Pounding was fun, but a man who knew how to push another orgasm while pounding was awesome.

She sizzled with anticipation of another mind-blowing orgasm as he pumped in. The last time they’d been together, it had been an orgasm parade. When he slid his hand between their bodies and grazed his fingers over her clit, she almost flew apart.

The orgasm threatened to overtake her. She wanted to fall, but she liked the edge, where every sense in her body was heightened. She craved the feeling where every touch was an overly sensitive scrape against her nerves. His breath tingledacross her cheek, leaving her about ready to fly apart. The scrape of his chest hair across her skin was like an explosion of nerves that threatened to make her mind blank.

When he finally did push her over the edge again, her mind scattered as her muscles clenched so tightly that she arched off the bed. Then she opened her eyes, seeing him still above her, his teeth gnashed in a snarl as he gasped for breath. His body shook, his muscles held tight as his orgasm claimed him.

She blinked a few times, trying to recover. After a few seconds, their gazes met. Wonder stared back at her, maybe a little love, but certainly satisfaction. He wasn’t overly proud of what he’d done. More like he was satisfied that he’d accomplished a monumental task. They’d both had body-shaking orgasms that had at least rocked her world.

His breath came in gasps, and he rolled her with him, but he supported her so she didn’t flop on him like a marionette with cut strings. He was still inside her but sliding out. She didn’t want to lose this connection but knew there was no way for them to stay like this forever. Based on the look in his eyes, they’d developed an emotional connection. Another shiver slid through her as he pulled out.

“Next time will be better.”

---