Free Raging Hard: A Stepbrother SEAL Romance (With bonus novel Based!) by B. B. Hamel Page B

right here.” His hand touched my cheek, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. “Let the ocean watch. You’d take my big dick deep inside you, moan like you did the other night.”
    “Right here?”
    “Sure. Anywhere you fucking want.”
    I took a deep breath. I wanted it and I knew it.
    I turned my head away, looking out at the ocean. I could feel him drifting away, and I knew that if I didn’t do something in a second, the line holding this moment together would snap and he’d disappear into the water. I couldn’t decide, though, torn between my intense lust for him and the fear that always held me back.
    When I turned toward him again, he was gone, straightened up and moving away. I felt the moment break.
    “You’d like that I bet,” I said stupidly.
    He sat back down in his chair. “Maybe. Not sure you could handle me.” He smirked and began to reel his line in. “Being a virgin and all.”
    I narrowed my eyes. “Don’t be such an asshole.”
    “Can’t help it sometimes.”
    I stood up and looked away from him. “I’m going to check on Lydie. We should head back soon.”
    “Sure. I’ll reel this in and then drive us back. Make sure your friend doesn’t choke on her own puke.”
    I stared at him for a few seconds longer and then walked away, heading down below deck.
    What the hell had just happened? One second he was completely hot for it, and frankly so was I, and the next he just totally stopped. Was it because I looked away? Could he sense my hesitation? I was sure he could. I was probably an open book. I was willing to bet he could smell how soaked I was for him, but also knew how conflicted I felt.
    But it was better that way. He really was my stepbrother, even if that forbidden relationship made it that much sweeter.
    I checked in on Lydie and she seemed like she was alive. I took a seat in a chair next to the bed and sighed as the boat began to move again.
    What did he want from me? He was merciless with his teasing and flirting, driving me crazy. Now that he knew I was a virgin, it was like there was something wrong with me, like there was another barrier to entry.
    Maybe that really was it. Maybe my virginity had scared him away.
    I shook my head, annoyed. He could drive the boat back alone. I decided I’d watch over Lydie until we got back to dry land.
    Maybe there he’d be less of a dickhead.

Chapter Six: Nathan
     

     
    I liked piloting the yacht alone. Even if it was a glorified floating bar, it was still nice to be sailing something.
    I didn’t get to sail much as a SEAL. Frankly, we didn’t even spend all that much time on boats. Though we were nominally a part of the Navy, we were still a Special Forces team, and more often than not we were deployed to all different sorts of places, like Iraq and Syria and a bunch of other places we weren’t supposed to be. More often than not, those places didn’t have much in the way of a navy, which meant we were deployed on land.
    Basically, wherever there were bad guys, we were there killing them before they could kill our people.
    It was dangerous shit, but I loved it. It gave me purpose and made me feel alive.
    Sitting down there fishing with Claire had made me almost forget who I was. I nearly forgot she was my stepsister, and a virgin to boot. I nearly forgot that her crazy, controlling dad was probably watching our every move, and likely had the whole boat bugged. She made me want to let my guard down, and that was dangerous.
    It was the kind of danger I didn’t want or need. Still, the girl was fucking prime, with an unbelievable body and cute as hell, too. I couldn’t stop myself from messing with her, riling her up, trying to see how far I could push it before she burst.
    But when we’d hit that all-important moment where we had to choose if we were doing it or not, I could sense there was a problem. Yeah, true, I’d already made the girl come hard and moan loud, but I didn’t know who she was back then. Now if I went for it,