Free SEAL Kissed: A Navy SEAL Military Romance (Hot Dirty SEALS Book 1) by Mia Kenney Page A

of his leather belt being pulled through the loops fills the room. My thoughts are foggy. But this gorgeous man wants to fuck me, no matter how much he fights his desire. My pelvis lifts from the mattress in greedy anticipation.
    Reed pushes his faded jeans over his narrow hips. He's commando and his cock bounces off his washboard abs.
    He just stands there, towering over me with his beautiful cock reaching just past his navel. He's large and thick and I can't take my eyes from the pulsing vein that ropes along the side of his very impressive length.
    His hooded eyes are dangerous, making my insides tingle and hum. Again. I just came all over his beautiful face, my juices still glistening on his soft full lips.
    Instinctively I reach out to touch him.
    His cock jumps under my touch. I didn't know that was possible. It feels hot. Something else I didn't know or maybe just didn't expect. He feels like heated steel wrapped in velvet.
    His long arms are tense at his sides, like he's holding back and on the cusp of losing control. But I can't bring myself to look at him. I'm under the spell of his big magnificent cock. My eyes unable to leave the site of his glistening purple head. Its slit releasing clear semen in its excitement. The thick vein pulsing under my fingers.
    "I want this Reed. I need you in me."
    He glowers down at me. A flash of anger passes over him.
    "You think a sweet girl like you can handle this?" He pushes his hips forward. His dick springs forward and it's close enough to lick. But I don’t. Something tells me it would anger him.
    "Just fuck me Reed. I beg you, just please give it to me."
    His lips curl. I feel like prey under his steely gaze. One move and he will pounce on me hard, fast and rough. Just like he promised in his apartment. Sparks shoot up my spine.
    "Lay back, Emerson."
    I do as he orders. Sinking my head into my pillow and dropping my bent knees open. I'm panting now. Short quick breaths filling the room.
    His muscles flex as he pulls his shirt over his head with one arm. The twin mattress sinks under his weight. Its foolish of me to even think a man of his size could fit in my little bed. Jeans shucked over his muscular thighs,he kneels between my legs. His hand wraps around his cock and begins stroking. Hard and fast. The expansive head going from red to purple to shiny with his pre come. With each violent stroke he grunts, his ripped abdominal muscles contracting and squeezing with every jerk.
    My leg is hooked over his shoulder, my ankle sizzling under the grasp of his hand. "Fuck me Reed, I want to feel you in me." I beg. I plead. I promise him the impossible and beg even more. He pulls on his cock harder, leans back on his heels and shoots ropes of hot come all over my stomach.
    It’s beautifully hypnotic. But I can't help the feeling of disappointment of not having him in me.
    Gently he lowers my leg but keeps me spread open for his viewing. His cock is still hard and throbbing. Anticipating what he will do next sends trembles rippling through me.
    His hands lazily skim over my stomach. My sex clenches and I can't help but gasp.
    Dipping his fingers in his come, he paints his arousal over my breasts. Its gentle and sexy and is making me feel like this is his way of marking me. Like an animal marking his territory, claiming what belongs only to him. The thought makes me shiver. Briefly he stops, but doesn't say anything. Then the swirls begin again. His three biggest fingers spreading and swirling his come around the curve of my heavy breast and up my neck. He hesitates over the bounding pulse in my throat. "You like this sweet Emerson, don't you?"
    I want to tell him I love it but the words don't come out. I nod. He hesitates before continuing this erotic torture. The corner of his mouth goes up briefly.
    He collects more come and brings it to my lips. Unable to move under his intense glare, I inhale deeply. My tongue darts out and I taste him.
    "Did you just do what I think you did?"