Page 35 of Summer with a SEAL

She trembled slightly at his touch, and he ducked down, kissing her softly.

Jessica tasted of strawberries and slightly salty, like the ocean. Her lips were an amazing shade of pink, and he wondered if her nipples were the same color. Her nipped at her lips with a few gentle kisses as she sighed, and then he turned them so that her back was resting against the wood support beam, his body hovering over hers.

“Jacob,” she gasped as he lightly ran his fingers along the edge of her bikini top.

Her breasts were full and swollen. Perfect. Her skin soft and smooth. Gently, he palmed both breasts, loving the feel of their weight in his hands. “I want to undo your top,” he told her. “I want to see your gorgeous breasts.”

She moaned as his thumb skated over her nipple.

“If you don’t want that, tell me to stop,” he commanded, his voice gruff.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide with arousal. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, her cheeks turning pink. He kissed her again, then fumbled with the ties behind her neck. She was so small compared to him, he felt like he’d have to always be careful with her.

Slowly, he pulled on the strings of her bikini top, his cock hardening. A moment later, the scraps of fabric covering her breasts fell away, and she was bare to him. Perfect.

Rosy nipples stood out against her full breasts, and he could see her tan lines. Rubbing his thumbs over her nipples, he watched as they hardened beneath him. “God, Jess,” he breathed. “You’re beautiful.”

She flushed, and he wanted to soothe her. Assure her that she was okay with him.

He kissed her again, moving down to her neck as she arched up against him. He kneaded her breasts with his hands, loving the little gasps of pleasure she made. It was erotic as hell having Jessica in nothing but her bikini bottoms, mostly naked for him to admire and touch.

He reached around her back to undo the remaining straps of her top when he heard voices in the distance. She jumped in surprise, and he quickly pulled her top back into place, tying the straps back around her neck as she adjusted her top, covering her breasts.

“Damn,” he said, winking at her. “I could’ve looked at you all day.”

“I might’ve let you,” she admitted with a shaky laugh.

He adjusted himself in his swim trunks, watching as her eyes widened in surprise. “Sorry, angel. I can’t help it around you.”

The group of voices coming toward them got louder, and Jacob took her hand, tugging her along with him so they could walk out from under the pier and head back the way they’d come.

“Thank you, angel,” he said, his voice gruff.

“For what?” she asked, looking up at him in surprise.

“For trusting me.”

His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he pulled it out, seeing a text from Noah. “They’re getting subs from one of the shops down the beach. Do you want anything?”

“Sure, I liked the Italian one I had the other day. Who’s going to get them? We’re not exactly close to the boardwalk from the north end.”

“Noah and Bailey are going to drive down there and pick them up for everyone. Hopefully they won’t hit too much traffic on a busy Saturday afternoon.”

“I think she was to work tonight. This is probably like an early dinner for her.”

“You’re right. I’ll let him know we want some subs,” he said, thumbing a text back to Noah. “But save some appetite, because I’m still taking you out to dinner later on.”

“How could I forget?” she teased. “I’m planning to win at putt-putt tonight. I didn’t tell you, but we played every summer at the beach when I was a kid.”

Jacob chuckled. “I’m warning you—I’m pretty competitive.”

“And you think I’m not?” she asked, playfully elbowing him.

“I’m just saying, don’t think I’m going to let you win just because you’re a girl. That totally goes against my competitive nature.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you,” she said. “Maybe we need a friendly little wager or something.”

Jacob chuckled, rubbing his hands together. “Now that sounds promising. How about this—if I win, I get to stay over tonight.”

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