Page 69 of Single Mom's Navy Seals
“Yours,” she chokes out, completely undone.
“Now,” I command.
She falls apart around me with a broken cry, her whole body spasming as I fuck her through it. The feel of her clenching, shaking, and sobbing my name—it’s too much.
I snap.
I bury myself deep and come with a roar, vision white-hot, the orgasm tearing through me like lightning. Her body milks every last pulse from me until I finally sag against her, both of us trembling, panting, still tangled under the stream of water.
For a long moment, the only sounds are the water, our heavy breaths, and the pounding of my heart.
Then I lean in, kiss her lips slow and filthy.
“Well,” she finally breathes, a sly smile curving her lips. “That was a nice surprise.”
I chuckle darkly, brushing wet hair from her face. “You ambushed me in the shower, Ava.”
“Worked, didn’t it?”
I kiss her again—slower this time. “Next time, I’m dragging you in.”
Ava steps out of the shower, cheeks flushed from the heat and what we just did. Her towel hangs low on her hips, clinging damply to her curves as she pads toward the mirror. She unwinds another towel to wrap her hair, arms lifting to squeeze water from the ends. The motion makes her breasts lift, and her back arch just slightly.
It’s unintentional. But it’s lethal.
I’m behind her before I can stop myself, grabbing her hips and pulling her flush against me.
She gasps. “Liam?—”
“I’m not done with you.” My voice is a gravel-dragged growl in her ear. I press her forward against the bathroom counter, her palms catching the edge for balance. “You thought you could walk out here like that and not get touched again?”
Her breath hitches, but she doesn't pull away. She arches for me.
I yank the towel from her hips in one rough tug, baring her entirely. I touch her and she’s already wet again—warm and ready, her thighs slick with want. I reach between her legs, fingers sliding through her folds, slow and deliberate.
She lets out a helpless moan.
“I love how responsive you are,” I murmur against her neck, kissing just below her ear. “Every time I touch you, it’s like your body remembers who it belongs to.”
I drop to my knees behind her, gripping her thighs as I lower my mouth to her. From behind, she’s even more exposed, and I take my time—licking her slowly from underneath, my tongue teasing and circling her clit while she braces against the counter with trembling arms.
“Oh my God,” she chokes out, already rocking her hips back into me.
I flatten my tongue and drag it up again, then suck hard, making her legs shake.
Her moans echo off the tile, wild and messy.
“You love this,” I growl against her, my voice vibrating between her thighs. “Being bent over for me. Letting me ruin you.”
“Yes,” she gasps, voice cracking. “Liam, please…”
I reach up, one hand gripping her ass while the other snakes between her legs to tease her entrance with two fingers. She clenches around me as I push in slowly, my tongue still working her clit with calculated pressure.
The angle drives her mad. Her cries turn urgent, her body jerking as I curl my fingers and keep licking her until she’s shaking.
“Don’t stop—don’t you dare?—”
“I’m not stopping until you come,” I whisper, teeth grazing her skin. “Hard.”
