SEALed with a Kiss. Jill Monroe

Чтение книги онлайн.

СКАЧАТЬ calf and higher, frustrated by the material separating him from her.

      His hand dropped, and he met her gaze once more. “Can you do that, Rachel? Be still while I take you in?”

      Now it was her time to swallow. Apparently even the meager touch of her foot against his pant leg was too much. Heady. Rachel had a hard time finding the words, so she nodded. Have some gorgeous, sexy man explore her body … how could that be a hardship?

      But what Riley was doing felt more like savoring. Relishing. He breathed her in. Tasted her with his lips. His tongue. He licked her breasts. Circled the tip of each with his tongue until it became a fine point of need. Her skin grew warm, craving another run of his hands on her arm, her hips. Her thighs.

      “You are so beautiful,” he groaned against her neck. And she felt it. He made her feel powerful and desirable.

      When his fingers delved between her legs, finding where she was hot and wet for him, her knees grew shaky.

      “Come to my bedroom,” he said.

      Again she nodded. He bent and lifted her into his strong arms. It was like something out of a movie, and she had no plans to remain a passive viewer anymore. Rachel gripped Riley’s head and brought his lips down to hers. He stopped, leaned against the wall when her tongue touched his.

      “I’m going to drop you if you keep that up,” he warned.

      “No you won’t,” she said, and brought her lips back to his.

      He shoved off the wall with his shoulder and walked down the hall to his bedroom. He dropped her in the center of the bed, reaching for her immediately.

      Rachel waved him off. “No, I want you naked.”

      “I can do that while I’m kissing you.”

      She shook her head. “I want to watch. It’s my turn to look at you.” To emphasize her point, she scooted to the pillows, crossing her arms beneath her head as if she was ready for a show. And she was.

      With his gaze never leaving hers, Riley reached for the buttons of his shirt. A woman didn’t grow up along the beach and not see plenty of nearly nude male flesh, but Riley was in a class of his own. A man might look great in a uniform, but once those dress whites were off … not so great.

      Riley’s uniform hid an amazing body. He was a large man, but not bulky. Lean, his arms and legs roped with finely honed muscle. Skin she wanted to explore. Taste.

      Show over.

      Rachel scrambled to her knees, bringing her eye-to-

      eye with Riley. She ran her hands over the broadness of his shoulders. She wanted to see what her touch did to him. Watching his eyes darken, she stroked the tightness of his biceps, the flatness of his abs. She ran her fingers through the hair on his chest, loving the feel of him. Rachel rested her hands on the waistband of his boxer briefs.

      When he was completely naked, she lowered her

      gaze.

      His penis sprang up, hard and ready for her hands. She gently stroked the tip of him with her thumb. Riley’s eyes closed and he groaned at her touch. Rachel smiled, loving what she was doing to him. She caressed him again, then tenderly gripped his shaft, moved down, then back again to the tip.

      He wrapped a hand around hers. “No more. I’m in a bad way for you, Rachel, and I don’t want to come like this.” He tugged her resisting fingers from his cock. Riley reached for a drawer of his bedside table, pulling out a condom.

       Finally.

      Meeting her eyes once more, Riley reached for her thighs. He roughly dragged her to him. She needed this, needed him. She balanced on the edge of the mattress, and he stepped between the circle of her legs. Riley began to probe her with the tip of him. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice tight, the muscles of his neck strained.

      Hell, she’d been ready an hour ago. Rachel’s back hit the comforter, and she hooked her legs behind his back.

      He plunged inside her.

      Rachel almost came right then, the feel of him inside her, filling her … amazing. He gripped her hips, thrusting hard.

      She rushed to meet him, her concentration solely on the man bringing her so much pleasure. Rachel bucked as his fingers rubbed her clit. “Now, Riley. Faster.”

      He drove into her, his movements quick, his body strained. Rachel’s skin heated, and her breasts turned achy. Warmth built and built inside her. Riley touched just the right spot—inside and out—and she exploded. Waves of pleasure crested through her.

      Riley reached for her hips again, steadying her and thrust into her welcoming body. He tensed, his pushing becoming chaotic, until he moaned deep from his chest. “Rachel,” he said as he slumped against her, his head at her breasts.

      She closed her eyes for a moment. Enjoying the weight of a man on her body. Of him. Of Riley. The sound of their harsh breathing filled the small bedroom. Slowly her heartbeat returned to normal.

      Surely some sort of self-recrimination should hit her now. She braced for it.

      But nothing happened.

      No worries, no rebuke. In fact, Rachel felt great. She stretched her arms above her, loving the languid laziness assailing her.

      Riley lifted his head, his gray eyes meeting hers. “Ready for more?” he asked.

      “So soon?”

      He smiled. “I have nine months to make up for.”

      “You were only deployed for six,” she reminded him.

      “Yeah, but I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you,” he told her. That was about nine months ago.

      Then the doubt slammed her.

       3

      RILEY WOULD HAVE LAUGHED at the shocked expression on Rachel’s face if he hadn’t been so surprised by his own admission. Instead he sneaked a quick kiss on her sweet mouth. It invited another. And another.

      He could kiss this woman all damn day. So many things to explore.

      The sexy fullness of her lower lip.

      The scent of honeysuckle that still lingered in her hair.

      The way her so, so soft skin warmed beneath the barest touch of his fingertips.

      Yet he’d only sampled a hint. There was way more to be discovered about Rachel. And Riley wanted to learn it all.

      Except he hadn’t eaten in hours. As much as he hated to leave his bed, and the sexy woman snuggled next to him, they had to do something about food.

      “Ready for those steaks?” he asked against her lips.

      He felt her tense beside him. Rachel’s eyelids flew open. There was something about her green eyes that got to him. He’d СКАЧАТЬ