Page 7 of Seduced by a SEAL

He was as opposite from her father and his men as one could be.

“Wait here, kitten,” he said, setting her suitcase down and easing their bags off his shoulder and onto the ground near the seating area. “I need to go check in.” His hand slid over her sleek suitcase, and he patted it once. “This looks expensive.”

“I have expensive tastes. But not to worry, my taste in men has never been wrong.”

Colton’s eyes heated as he looked at her. “My taste in women has always been impeccable as well.” He ducked lower, his lips brushing against her ear, sending shivers racing through her body. She stilled as his hand wrapped around her upper arm, the slow movement of his thumb caressing her skin making her wish he’d touch her everywhere. “And I plan on tasting every part of you, kitten,” he said, his voice thick with promise. “Be right back.”

He released her, leaving her momentarily stunned as he crossed the lobby to the front desk.

Maybe a man like him was more dangerous than she thought.

Camila watched him walk toward the desk, his jeans hanging just so from his narrow hips. Her eyes ran up his body, over his strong back and broad shoulders. Two women standing off to the side whispered about him, and she smirked as they glanced back at her.

Sitting down on one of the plush chairs in the lobby, she reached into her tote bag and pulled out her small mirror and red lipstick. Carefully reapplying it, she smacked her lips together as a shadow suddenly fell over her.

Her gaze swept up to Colton. “All set, kitten,” he said, the corner of his mouth quirking up. “I even arranged to have room service arrive in ten minutes.”

“Perfecto,” she said, allowing Colton to take her hand as she stood. “Adoro champan.”

His eyebrows raised.

“I adore champagne,” she said with a laugh.

He chuckled, his large, warm hand wrapping around hers as he tugged her closer. Shivers raced down her spine at his touch, and she gazed up at him, her eyes falling on his full lips. People milled around about them, but Colton ducked down, his mouth softly landing on hers.

She moved closer, pulling her hand free from his to run her fingers up his muscular chest. He groaned as he kissed her again, more deeply, and then stepped back.

She reached up and lightly brushed her lipstick off his mouth, enjoying the feel of his warm lips beneath his fingers. The scruff of his jaw against her hand. Reluctantly, she pulled away.

“Let’s get to our room, kitten. We’ve got all night,” he said, his voice husky.

“That we do,” she agreed, her body alight at his touch. Even with that one simple kiss, arousal had coiled low in her belly, snaking down lower still until she throbbed for his touch. Her nipples pebbled against her lace bra, and her thoughts whirled.

Colton grabbed their bags, and she imagined those large, muscular hands dragging all over her entire body. Those thick arms caging her in as he prowled over her on the bed, ready to thrust deep inside her welcoming body.

Holy hell.

The man had barely even touched her.

She smiled coyly at him in the elevator, her gaze trailing down his body until it landed at the bulge in his pants.

The very large bulge.

He was all brawn and muscle and had the goods to go with it. Yum.

The number twelve lit up after a few moments, and they stepped off the elevator together. Colton gestured for her to go ahead, and she confidently strode down the hallway, unable to resist slightly swaying her hips as she walked.

She felt his heated gaze on her almost as if it were a caress. A smile played at her lips.

“Last door on the right, kitten. We’re room 1200.”

She glanced back over her shoulder, tousling her hair and pouting her lips as she did. Not that she needed to get Colton’s attention. His heated eyes were already on her as he practically swaggered down the hallway after her.

The ornate decorations of the luxury hotel—gorgeous wallpaper, crystal light fixtures, and immaculately framed mirrors—stood in stark contrast to his rugged masculinity. Colton’s broad shoulders and muscular arms almost looked as if they wouldn’t even fit through a doorway. It was hard to believe any room could contain a man with as much leashed strength as him.

Even moving down the hallway after her, an energy sizzled around him. He was too big, his personality too strong to be contained by these walls. And all that energy and focus was about to be unleashed on her.

A beat later, and he was behind her at the door to their room, caging her in. His thick erection ground against her backside as he pressed against her, the heat and strength of his body causing a thrill to shoot straight though her. He ducked lower and whispered into her ear as he slid the keycard into the door. His hand lightly caressed her hip, and then the door was finally opening, Colton hot on her heels.

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