Page 38 of Summer with a SEAL

Noah had snuck off to see Bailey, Mason and Taylor had just left, and Amy had excused herself to go read.

“Night, guys!” Michelle said. “We’re going to go for a walk on the beach.”

Jacob nodded at Ryker, who followed Michelle to the front door with a flashlight in his hand.

“All right, I’m leaving the rest of this for tomorrow,” Jessica declared, setting the stack of dishes in the sink. The dishwasher hummed beside her, and the extra food had all been put away. She clasped her hands together, looking cute as hell yet slightly nervous at the same time.

Jacob cocked his head, glancing down at her. She seemed worried all of a sudden now that they were standing here in the kitchen alone, and he knew she was thinking about him spending the night. “I can head out,” he assured her. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable by assuming it’s cool for me to stay.”

“I want you to stay,” she said shyly.

He raised his eyebrows. “Are you sure? There’s plenty of other weekends I can spend the night. You’re here all summer, and I’m not trying to rush you into anything.”

“I’m sure, it’s just—I might just want to sleep together. I mean just sleep,” she continued hurriedly. “Not have sex. I’m sorry, I’m totally rambling, it’s just—”

“Jess,” he said, taking a step closer and brushing a strand of her hair back. “You don’t have to explain anything to me. I’m happy to do whatever you want. You want me to hold you all night? I’ll hold you. If you want me to make love to you one night when you’re ready? Then I’ll do that. I’d never rush you into something.”

“Okay, it’s just—I want you to stay.”

“And I want to stay,” he assured her. He ducked down, gently kissing her. “I’m not in a hurry, angel. I already told you that. I mean, hell. Of course, whenever you’re ready I wouldn’t turn you down, but there’s no pressure here.”

“Okay,” she said, flushing.

“It’s cute as hell when you get embarrassed around me,” he said gruffly, lightly running his knuckles over her cheek.

“No, it’s not,” she disagreed.

“We’ll agree to disagree on that,” he said with a wink. “Why don’t you go get ready or do whatever you need to do. I’m good with just sleeping in boxer shorts.”

“Are you sure?”

“Hell yeah, I’m sure. I’ve pitched tents in the desert when I was deployed. Camped out in one-hundred-degree heat. Sleeping in your bed with you in my arms is no hardship. Trust me, sweetheart.”

Her eyes brightened, and he felt a funny little pull in his chest. It was crazy how one small look from her could make him feel ten-feet tall. Normally he’d be into getting a woman naked as quickly as possible, getting her to cry out his name, and then slaking his own need.

But with Jess?

He wanted her happy. Sure, he’d love to strip her bare and make her come apart in his arms, and then sink into her so deeply he didn’t know where he stopped and she began.

But right now?

The look she was giving him slayed him. Like he could do no wrong in her eyes. And it was fucking sweet as hell.

“All right. I’ll just go change, and….” She didn’t finish her sentence, just turned and went down the hallway. Jacob shut off the kitchen light and checked the lock on the front door, hoping Ryker and Michelle had taken a key with them.

He had his phone if they ended up being locked out.

Using the guest bathroom in the hallway, he walked further down looking for Jessica’s room. Amy’s door was obviously closed, and Michelle was out with Ryker. One door was slightly cracked with light coming through, and he peeked inside, nearly choking in surprise.

Jessica was lying on her bed in some skimpy black lingerie. Her brown waves were tousled around her, and she looked nervous but excited as she met his gaze.

He shut the door after he’d stepped in, unable to let his eyes stop wandering all over her. “Wow.” That was it. He couldn’t have said another thing if he wanted. He was truly at a loss for words.

Jessica had on some sort of black lace bodysuit that fit her like a glove. It almost looked like a scandalous swimsuit, with flimsy little straps holding it up. Her full breasts were on display through the transparent material, and his gaze swept down her flat stomach to where the material ended, covering her pussy. Her long legs were stretched out before her, and Jacob could see her chest rising and falling.

“Hell, angel. You look amazing.” He cleared his throat. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get this image out of my head.”

“I just got it this week,” she said shyly, her cheeks pinkening.

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