Free Marrying the Marine-epub by Sabrina McAfee Page A

the very first day we met,” he said. Her gaze was slumberous, sexy as hell. He raked his hands through her disorderly hair. “And I want you even more now.”  He nipped her bottom lip.
    A sensual glow passed over her expressive brown face. “Me too.” Her soft breath caressed the base of his neck urging him to recapture her swollen, wet lips.
    As he slowly drank the feverish saliva from her mouth he cupped her breast and flicked a thumb over her erect nipple. She winced. The building magnetism between them was undeniable.
    His fondling hand drifted from her breast to her flat belly then kneaded the tender flesh of her inner thigh. Pushing her panties to the side, he slipped a finger up in her wet core, curling a finger over her G-spot. She thrust her pelvis up against his stroking fingers and groaned huskily in his mouth.
    Her hot sex drowned his fingers. She’s so fucking wet! His balls tightened, his shaft throbbed. When he tugged then pressed the pad of his thumb to her beaded clitoris, she whimpered against his demanding lips. Do I fuck her? Do I fuck her not?
    He trailed the tip of his tongue around the edges of her tender lips, then gently cupped her ear. “I want to eat you.”
    Excitement glowed in her irises. Her nodding signified her assent to have him lick her till she screamed his damn name. He mounted her, clenched her hips, then slid her petite body down the soft cotton sheets.
    He rolled her panties down her slender legs, tossed them to the floor. About to burst, he spread her slick labia wide and positioned his nose to her black hard pearl. He inhaled her essence. The sweet scent of her drenched opening made the tip of his engorged head leak fluid. Dying to taste her pussy, he dropped his mouth on her and began lapping her inside out.
    Her labia quivered against his mouth. Best pussy in the world.
    Circling her hips, she clenched the sides of his head. “Oh, Braylon.” Wanting to bring her sheer pleasure, he sucked hard on her clitoris while pumping her insides with two of his fingers.
    She bucked like a fierce bull on his face as if she were about to explode. She reached down between her legs, cupped the back of his hand, and prompted him to thrash her harder.
    With his head wobbling from side to side between her quaking legs, he reached up and flicked a finger over her nipple with one hand while still stroking her with the other. Her shaking thighs closed around his head, holding his face captive on her heated sex.
    “Braylon!” His name tumbled from her lips. The hard beats of her canal pounded on his tongue as she climaxed inside his mouth.  Coming up for air, he gladly drank the salty cream splattered on his lips. 
    His dick was stretched to the limit, squirming like a snake inside his drawers. Damn, I’m hurting. He got to his feet to pick her panties from the floor. Standing to the side of the bed, he guided her feet through the loops of her underwear then rolled the flimsy material up her legs, covering her.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked, bemused.
    “Believe me, there’s nothing wrong, Sandella.”
    She sat up and crossed her arms across her breasts. Disappointment spread across her face. “Then why aren’t you trying to take things further? Don’t you want to make love to me?”
    He reached in his boxers, pulled out his hard dick, letting it pulsate in his fist. He looked down at his erection then back up at her face. “What does it look like to you?”
    Her tongue rolled over her still enflamed lips. Her eyes widened. “It looks like you do.”
    He scooted next to her, palmed the back of her head, and nudged his forehead to hers. Before he knew it, she dropped her head into his lap, curled her hand around his shaft, and tried to wrap her lips around his thick head.
    “God. No! Sandella! No!” He clenched the sides of her head and lifted her face from his erection. Gazing into her caramel, flickering eyes, he swallowed. “As much as I’d love for you to do that to me,