Page 61 of SEAL by Fate

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STORMY WOKE TO the sunlight streaming in and heating her face. She stretched lazily and her foot skimmed something warm. Then she remembered, Gray was in bed with her. She’d asked him to stay with her and he had told her, “I wouldn’t leave you for the world.”

She smiled, although it didn’t last long as her memory came rushing back. Yesterday had been one of the worst in her life. First, she’d found out that Colette was missing and possibly Duncan had kidnapped her. Then she was questioned for two long hours about what she knew on Duncan. The men from Ghost Hawks, Jamison and Cowboy, had been all business and she’d wondered if they blamed her for any of this.

What had gotten her through the event was having Gray sitting next to her the entire time. He could have left her alone, but he’d chosen to stay with her and that had meant the world to her. He’d even held her hand at one point when emotions had overcome her, and she knew that was huge considering his partners were watching with an inquisitive eye. She guessed the team of tough men watched each other’s back and she was the stranger who drifted in…Duncan’s ex of all things. She’d understand if they hated her.

Right now, Stormy couldn’t focus on what people thought of her. She needed her sister. But there was nothing she could do. Her hands were tied. She had to trust in the Ghost Hawks.

After the men had gone late last night, Gray had held her closely until he’d carried her to bed. He hadn’t made a move to make love to her, but just held her close, massaging her head and her back until she must have fallen asleep.

Now she cuddled close to him, absorbing his warmth and inhaling his spicy scent. His body felt so good—a body she’d gotten to know very well. Her heart was heavy, but she desperately needed him. Wanted to feel his arms around her.

A moan slipped from his still body and he rolled over, tossing one brawny arm over her waist possessively. Even when her world was falling apart, right here with him, she knew she was safe. She trusted that he would find Colette.

This man next to her had been so kind, but once this was over, and Duncan was caught, would Gray not want anything to do with her? It made her sick to know that she and Duncan had been intimate.

She needed to erase all memory of Duncan from her mind and body.

There was only one way…

Lifting the sheet she looked down Gray’s beautiful naked body. He was hard and ready. He could help her rid her body of Duncan’s touch.

She shimmied down the bed and touched his erection. He shifted and moaned, and she wrapped her lips around his hot shaft, taking him in like a candy cane. She felt him rustle and a deep groan escaped him.

His hands were now on her head, entwining his fingers in her hair and lightly tugging. She needed him so desperately. Wanted him to erase the memories of her past. Tears filled her eyes, but she enjoyed his taste—loved feeling powerful. She needed a moment’s peace, and in return she wanted to please Gray. Wanted to show him how grateful she was to have him here with her.

Gray’s moan reached her ears like a raw invitation. A sexy, passionate sound that made her inner thighs tremble.

His hips moved slightly, slow at first, then they began an erotic pattern. He drove himself between her lips, but he was gentle, and she could feel him holding back.

Desire made her toes curl. Giving a blowjob had never been at the top of her list for pleasure seeking activities, but having him under her, in her mouth was easily the most sensual sexual act she’d done in a long time. Never had she been so wet and full of excitement. She suckled him deep in her throat, clenching against his tip and he jerked in response.

“I’m going to come,” he said on an exhale of breath.

Instead of pulling away, she swallowed him, feeling the warm flood down her throat. When his spasms stopped, she slipped him from her mouth and crawled back up to lie next to him. He wrapped his arms around her, cradling her close and kissed the top of her head.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he mumbled in a sleep-hazed voice.

“No, thank you. I needed that. I need you.”

“How are you this morning, sweetheart?” He caressed her back, down to her buttocks, then back up to her shoulders. Then he was massaging her thighs and he was hard again, pressing the apex of her thighs.

“Is it normal to want to have sex when life is crumbling and so uncertain?”

“I find that sex is about the only thing that calms me after I had a screwed-up day.”

“Then you won’t think I’m foolish if I ask you to make love?”

He growled and rolled over to look down at her. “That would be such a selfish request.” He winked. “But I think I’m up for it. Literally.”

Heaven help her. He was ready again and she wanted him so badly. Her entire world was exploding in all different directions, even as her thoughts overwhelmed her, she spread her legs and rolled her hips, inviting him to take her.

His head moved down her neck to her naked breasts as he took one thick nipple into his mouth, suckling and nibbling the tip. While he tended to one, he squeezed the other, molding the mound to his palm. She pushed her head into the pillow, closing her eyes and allowing the amazing sensations to come over her in waves. For the moment she didn’t want the reality of their situation to bleed into this fantasy world. She deserved this. Hell, she needed this more than her next breath.

His hand slipped down between their bodies and touched her most sensitive part. She pressed her slit against his palm, craving more.

His mouth was on her breasts and he removed his hand from between her legs, pressing the head of his cock against her warmth. In one thrust, he pushed himself inside her. Her body was still chafed from the last time, and yet she was so hypersensitive, her clit swollen. She found his touch more arousing, loved the new ache in her body.

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