Page 37 of Split Screen Scream
“It’s been a while,” she said.
His gaze softened as he stared down into her eyes.
She’d just volunteered the information that there hadn’t been a man in her life who’d been this intimate with her for a while. He seemed pleased and now he moved tentatively, as though afraid he’d hurt her.
The slow stroking was building her and making her ache for more. “Faster, please,” she said.
He kissed her lips. “Soon.” Then he continued the slow, sexy thrusts, out and then in again, teasing her.
“Oh my God, please,” she begged.
“Please what?” he asked, grinning, making her say it.
“Please fuck me.Hard.”
That was all it took for him to increase his rhythm and to stroke her hard until she cried out his name as she came.
Panting, she opened her eyes. He was still poised over her, still deep, and he was watching her.
“I loved watching you come. Beautiful.”
“You took me far. Then farther.” She didn’t say farther than she’d ever been, though it was true.
“Good.” He smiled. “I’m glad.”
He kissed her then, and they stayed together kissing for a bit before he rolled off.
Reed was no quick love maker. Before, during, or after. He took every moment and savored it. This fast-acting Navy SEAL could go very slowly when he wanted to. He was extremely fit and a much better lover than she’d even imagined. She was amazed by their lovemaking and by how good she now felt.
Lying side by side, he watched her and then took her hand in his. “Happy?” he asked.
“Oh, very,” she said. “Very, very happy.”
“Good. Then come here if you want to cuddle.”
Oh, she did want to cuddle. Smiling, she moved into his arms and snuggled in. His body was hard, his chest not soft like her other boyfriends’ chests had been, but not so muscular as to be uncomfortable.
He held her for a bit until she dozed off.
Soon, he was kissing her forehead, waking her. “Baby, I’ve got to be going soon. Have to be ready for work.”
“Mm,” she said. “I like being awakened with a kiss. That’s nice.” She smiled, still in the happy glow he’d given her.
“I’ll remember that,” he said. “Kiss me goodbye, before I have to go.”
With one long deep kiss, she wanted him again, but she knew she couldn’t keep him there. He had work. Of course, he had to go to work. She couldn’t keep him. He had other commitments.
Once he’d left, she realized that was the new question. How long could the two of them last? What they had was very, very good. But she was afraid to attach too much to it. Or to him.
Where was this relationship going?
Now that they’d crossed over into “all the way”, she knew she liked him so very much. In fact, she’d fallen in love. It would hurt if he left. It would hurt really bad.
She rolled over, hugged her pillow and tried to get back into the happy dreamlike bliss she’d been in before. She had another hour before she had to get up.
* * *
It always happened.Another mission and no time to tell her. Even if there’d been time to call Christie, he couldn’t tell her where he was going or for how long. They had a mission, and he had to go. Now.
