Page 43 of SEAL by Fate

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he whispered. “My body has a mind of its own.”

“I’m flattered.” He couldn’t see her face, but he could hear the telltale quivering.

“I’m also sorry that you’re in this situation. A lot of people would be complaining, but you, you’re a trooper.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m a trooper. I feel as if I’ve hindered your assignment. If it wasn’t for me, you’d have caught the bad people, or at least gotten off this mountain. I guess, though, if you hadn’t almost killed me, we would have never met.”

“Okay…” He smiled. “At least that’s one way to look at it.”

“I meant it in an appreciative way.”

He could make love to her right here. To allow his hand to caress her body, underneath her clothing. She had to know that he was hard as a rock for her. Each sway of her hip sent a wave of desire through him.

He kissed her ear lobe, suckling the flesh. She tasted delicious and he was a starving man.

She turned and they came nose to nose. He couldn’t make out her facial features because the moonlight was blocked by a cloud, but he could sense that she was working her bottom lip. “Mmm.” The sound vibrated his body.

Here it was. If this wasn’t an invitation, he wouldn’t know what was. The heavy chemistry between them came over them in a blanket, and they kissed. The one touch brought alive what he’d known from the very beginning. They were hot for each other.

Would she stop him soon? Think he was a bastard because he was making a move on her when they were stuck in a car in the snow in a dangerous situation? He wouldn’t blame her, but if she wanted him to quit he would too. “Am I wrong for wanting this?”

“Something so right can’t be wrong,” she whispered.

He reached down and circled his fingers around her ankle, lifting her leg over his hip so he could nestle between her inner thighs. Rubbing his bulging zipper against her core, he felt the heat reach his cock through his jeans. She was on fire. “I want you so badly, and yet…”

“What?” She cupped his cheek.

“I feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”

“You’re not taking advantage of me.”

He laid his forehead against her shoulder and she rubbed his scalp.

“I’m used to my world being turned upside down, but this…you, it’s nothing I’ve ever experienced.” His voice was strained. Lust swirled around them.

She kissed his forehead and said next to his ear, “You mean it’s not every day that you almost hit a woman wearing a wedding gown in a snowstorm?”

“There are a lot of things going on here that I’ve never experienced.” He pressed himself deeper into the vee of her body. “Do you realize how much I want you?”

“And I feel the same.”

“As much as I want you—as much as I want this, I can’t throw caution to the wind. I must protect you.”

She touched his jaw. “You are protecting me.”

“I want to be inside you, to feel you wrapped around me. I want to hear you cry my name as you reach orgasm. I don’t think any of that is protecting you.” Her chest rose and fell in a quick pattern. “Yet I can’t keep my hands to myself.”

He grabbed the blanket and pulled it up to their shoulders.

“What’s happening? What are you doing?” she asked.

“You should get some sleep.” He kissed the top of her head. His body was aching, but he had to dig deep for restraint. “No worry, sweetheart. We will make love soon and when we do it’ll be an experience that’ll be an everlasting memory for the both of us. When I can take my time, explore your beautiful body and make you come repeatedly. A quickie in the front seat of a car isn’t enough. You deserve to be cherished and I’m the man to do that.”

His words must have made her think because she melted against him and sighed. “Your words say one thing, but it appears like something else has a different idea.” She grazed her hips against his erection.

“That part always seems to have a mind of its own, but it’ll behave. As long as you behave, minx, and go to sleep. Tiger will go to sleep too.”

She pulled back slightly. “You named your penis Tiger?”

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