Page 11 of Seduced by a SEAL

Chapter 3

Colton emerged from the bathroom the next morning, his gaze landing on Camila sleeping on the king-sized bed, her gorgeous body only partially hidden by the tousled sheets. Her smooth caramel skin contrasted with the white cotton, her breasts barely covered by the white fabric, the sumptuous globes looking ripe and tempting. Her tousled dark hair fell softly around her shoulders, and one shapely leg came out from where the sheet was loosely wrapped around her.

And she was stunning.

Gorgeous.

The type of woman he could get used to waking up next to, if he believed in that sort of thing.

The early morning Miami sun peeked in through the curtains, and he crossed the hotel room, pulling them fully shut.

Biding himself a little more time alone with her.

He strode back over toward Camila, his erection straining against his boxer briefs. He wasn’t above waking her up for a quick romp between the sheets, but she looked so goddamned peaceful and innocent at the moment.

Camila innocent, he thought with a smirk.

She was more like a seductress, determined to wring every last ounce of pleasure out of him.

But the soft way her hair fell across her face, her body relaxed in slumber made him see her in an entirely different way.

Rather than her tempting and teasing him, enjoying the ways she could give him pleasure, she looked fragile. Feminine in her beauty, but in a way that brought forth his protective instincts. Sure, last night he’d happily stripped her clothes right off of her and taken her again and again, enjoying how she’d cried out his name.

But now?

He wanted to wrap her up and keep her safe.

Not send her on the next flight to Bogota.

Not give her right back to her father.

He glanced at his phone, noting the text message lighting up the screen saying that his flight had been rescheduled for later this morning. No surprise given the bright sunshine outside. The storm had moved on overnight, just like he would in a couple hours.

The slight pang of regret in his chest was something he didn’t want to examine too closely.

Camila stirred, rustling lightly beneath the twisted sheets as he set his phone back on the nightstand. Her eyes opened, watching him sleepily.

“Good morning, kitten.”

His voice was husky. Soft. Not demanding like it had been last night, when he’d enjoyed pleasuring her in every way imaginable.

Her gaze drifted over his bare chest and fell to his erection. “A very happy morning, indeed.”

Colton smirked, the bed sinking as he sat down beside her. As she watched him with hooded eyes, he was unable to resist running a hand down her bare arm.

Her skin was so impossibly soft and smooth.

“We could order room service,” he said, his voice low.

“Why waste our time on food?” she asked, turning so the sheet fell lower across her. She sat up, loosely holding the sheet to her stomach, her full breasts in glorious display. Large nipples stood out against her caramel skin, and he resisted the urge to touch. Taste.

Claim what was his once more.

Cocking her head slightly, she smiled. “Cat got your tongue? I mean certainly you’ve seen a naked woman before, no? A woman aside from me?”

Colton chuckled, his gaze dancing over her bare flesh. He met her playful gaze. “I need to keep up my strength. You brought me to my knees last night, kitten.”

Camila laughed, that rich throaty sound he loved so much. His eyes were drawn downward once more, to her full breasts bouncing lightly up and down. Hell, he could watch her all day long.

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