Free Stepbrother UnSEALed by Nicole Snow Page A

her, slamming her sweet cunt 'til I explode.
    “I wouldn't be there if I didn't like it, babe. Somebody's gotta protect this country. It  took me years to find structure, and the Navy's given me that. I don't give a shit what Evie thinks. There's nothing I'd rather be doing than drilling hard and hauling myself onto base whenever duty calls.”
    “Hmmm,” she purrs, nuzzling her face on my shoulder before she looks up. “That's really noble. I've always respected military men.”
    I roll my eyes. “We're not all prima donnas looking for constant praise. I don't need it from you. The free drinks down by the base are plenty thanks for me. I don't do this shit because I want my ego stroked.”
    “Then why?” She lifts her head up and her cheeks are rose red. Thinking about all the blood hissing through her makes my dick harder, knowing how bad she wants me. “Isn't there anything else you'd rather do?”
    “Playing warrior suits me. It's just like anything else – it's a role, a calling, and I've found mine. You don't walk away from that when it's pulled you in.” I'm tired of these questions, and I lift up my hand from her lower back, bringing it down on her ass.
    She jumps at the short, searing spank, and then punches me playfully. “Hey! I didn't ask you to run your hands all over my body and treat me like another one of your beach sluts. Jesus, is that what you thought I was the other night?”
    I don't answer her. She hasn't told me a damned thing yet, and there's no way I'm letting her know she's the hottest chick I've seen for several tours. I'm not giving her that power. I'm the one in control, all the time, no exceptions.
    “It's my turn, Delia. You wanna play truth or dare? Fine.” I reach for her face and dig my fingers into her chin, just hard enough to tell her I'm not playing around. “How long has it been since you last fucked? Was he good?”
    I need to know. I've got a feeling she's going through one helluva dry spell, and if I find out what truly makes her tick, I'll have her panties in my fist by sundown.
    She laughs and starts shaking her head like mad, slapping my arm. I don't let go. Don't let up.
    I stroke her jaw softly with my thumb, reminding her of all the things I can do to her clit. Hell, her whole body, if only she'd stop talking, stuff the bullshit head games, and get me naked.
    “Come on. Who's asking who classified information now?”
    She twists her face away from me. The girl's gone a whole new shade of red, blushing like a sunburn, just like a –
    No fucking way. She can't be.
    I run my hand along her cheek, pushing her gently, forcing her to look at me before I ask. “Are you telling me you're a virgin? You've never been with a guy before?”
    She opens her mouth, and her words catch in her throat. Shit.
    I push her off me. I need to get room, get oxygen, before my dick or my heart give out. I'm not sure which one it'll be first – guilt and crazy lust start storming in my system, so hard it rattles my bones.
    “Fuck, Delia, what're you doing here? You want to fuck me, don't you?” She's bunched up on the cabana chair, staring at me while I'm pacing in front of her, trying to process this ludicrous shit.
    “I'm just...having a little fun. That's all. Really, Chris, I don't see what the big deal is. I do want to know you, and I don't mind flirting around.”
    “Flirting?” I snort, shaking my head. “Flirting doesn't include having your stepbrother's hand on your ass, ready to tear your panties off. You know, I started thinking maybe it was possible, as fucked up as it is. Now, I know I can't fuck you. No way in hell.”
    I start to walk toward the edge of the pool, wondering if I'm too drunk to drive out of this sideshow. Yeah, I sure as shit am – sis and me sucked down most of the bottle. It's amazing how fast booze flows when words are gushing too.
    “Jesus, Chris! It's just a little drunken fun. Can't you see I'm trying to fucking open up? And maybe find out if