Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 58108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
“Yes. Gawd, yes. Hot Navy SEAL goodness,” she babbled, her arms looped around my neck, her head thrown back.
She was gorgeous when she came. Nothing prettier I’ve ever seen.
When her inner walls stopped rippling around my dick, I pinned her against the wall and shoved in with deep, punctuated strokes. “I feel so objectified,” I told her between the aggressive thrusts. She’d come twice, taken what she’d wanted from me. I wasn’t a selfish lover. Hell, the woman always came first.
“Now you know how it feels,” she retorted.
I laughed. Yeah, with a face that beautiful and the body to match, she probably spent her whole life deflecting men’s ideas about her.
She bit my neck, hard, and I came, bucking into her, loving that animal aggression. The pleasure went on and on, black dots clouding my vision.
I filled the condom, but I didn’t want to stop. I could go at least four more rounds with this hot, enigmatic beauty. As I’d suspected, I wasn’t one and done with her. Far from it.
“Can I take you home?” I murmured against her shoulder, still arcing slowly in and out of her. I tried to calm my racing heart. To catch my breath, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to stay in her. Deep. So fucking deep.
She shoved at my shoulders, asking to be released, and I immediately complied. Carefully, I set her on her feet and slipped from her.
“Nope, I drove my own car here.” She pushed her skirt down, and when I stepped back to take care of the condom, worked her panties up her legs. “Thanks, though.”
Why did she sound done with me? Her actions showed that it was over. Seriously? Now that she got what she needed, she was already moving on? A quick fuck and then—
Yeah, I knew that was pretty much how every interaction with a sailor in port went, and I’d been okay with that. Until now. For some reason, I didn’t like it with the roles reversed because I wasn’t done with her. Far from it.
“I could follow.” I flashed her my most charming grin. I may not have had dimples like Kennedy, but I could be damn appealing to women, too. She had wanted to fuck, after all.
Except she wasn’t falling for it. For more.
“Nah, I’m good.” She smoothed her hair then glanced up at me through her dark lashes. The scent of sex swirled around us. “I’m a big girl. I don’t need to be tucked in.”
“Can I take you out sometime this week?” I tried again.
Fuck if I planned on letting her walk away without making further plans.
She gave a low, sultry laugh and dropped a hand on my shoulder like we were buddies, not lovers. “Hayes, let it go. I’m not looking for romance. Only what we just did. Hot sex. You’re off the hook.”
She tilted her face up and went for a kiss…on my damn cheek! Seriously. My cheek.
I was kicking myself for not taking more time with her. Had I even kissed that sexy mouth yet?
Dammit! I hadn’t. Her hands had been on me, sliding inside my t-shirt, unbuttoning my jeans. She’d bit my earlobe. What man could resist that?
I’d dragged my open mouth along her neck down to her shoulder, I’d sucked her pert nipple, but I’d rushed to get up that skirt and totally skipped the most intimate part.
She walked away, that ass sashaying back and forth with more swagger than a runway model.
“Can I have your number?” I called as she retreated toward her car which was parked in a field with all the others who’d come from town.
“Let it go, Hayes,” she repeated in a sing-song voice like it was going to become a refrain I’d have to get used to. Like this was something she did with all the guys.
Fuck.
That.
I wasn’t all the guys.
“Tell me this, baby doll.”
Yeah, that had her turning to face me. She seemed to hate that nickname, and the way she glared had a grin spread across my face. “You liked those orgasms I just gave you? That pussy all sore and achy?”
Heat replaced frustration in her gaze, but she remained silent. She might be telling me we were one and done, but her body craved more.
“Yeah, I thought so.”
She huffed then returned to her task of leaving me behind. I’d let her go.
For now.
Because it hadn’t just been hot sex. It had been off the charts. Scorching.
A Navy SEAL didn’t back down. If there was one thing that made an alpha male more determined to win, it was a little female rejection. Megan wanted me to chase?
Yeah, I’d chase that woman to the ends of the Earth then give her all the orgasms she could handle. Except we were both settled here in Sparks, and that made finding this woman a whole hell of a lot easier.