Page 22 of A Very Grumpy Navy SEAL

My hips buck, and I fist the sheets as her head bobs, sucking my stiff pole.

“Goddamn, Lula,” I growl as her hand jerks me off in time with her mouth.

Her tongue licks over me, trailing up the vein on the underside of my cock and swirling around the tip.Her mouth opens wider to take even more of my length, all the way to the back of her throat.

When I feel the soft pressure of her swallowing around the tip of my cock, I can’t hold back any longer.

“Lula, I’m going to come,” I warn her.

She moans, sucking harder.I choke out her name as I come, spilling down her throat.She swallows me down before releasing me with a pop.Her full lips are swollen and wet with saliva, and my cock jerks at the sight.

She grins, and I huff out a laugh.

I reach for her, dragging her up my body.“I need you.”

“You just had me.”

“I need to make you come.”

“All right,” she says eagerly.

I kiss my way down her body, needing to make sure she’s ready for me.

“So, I was good?”she pants as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth.

“So, so good.Amazing.The best.”

I knee her legs apart and pounce on her, burying my face in her wet folds and eating her like a man starved.It doesn’t take long for her to come all over my face.

I prowl up her body and slam into her.It feels like coming home all over again.My pace is rough and fast.I can’t slow down, can’t hold back.I need to get my woman off again.

Her fingers claw at my back, her hips rising to meet every thrust.I whisper her name like a prayer, kissing her through every moan, every gasped plea, every moment of bliss.

We move together like we’ve done this a thousand times.

Like we’ll do it a thousand more.

She comes with a cry, her body arching into mine.I follow seconds later, burying my face in her neck as I spill inside her.

I don’t move right away.I lie there, still joined with her, letting the world slow down for a few precious seconds.

She’s everything.

And I can’t get enough.

When I finally roll off her, she immediately curls into my side, her hand resting on my chest like it belongs there.

“You okay?”I ask, brushing her damp hair back from her flushed face.

She nods, still breathing heavily.“Yeah.More than okay.”

I kiss her temple, and we lie in comfortable silence for a while until her phone buzzes on the nightstand.

Lula groans and rolls over, dragging it toward her.

“Ugh.Emails.”

I chuckle, already missing her warmth.“Anything good?”

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