Hot SEALs: SEALed Fate (Kindle Worlds) (Deep Six Security #0) (5 page)

CHAPTER EIGHT

Oh, God,
yes
it would definitely be a fair price, Jaxson thought, with every muscle in his body rigid as Fallon Sharpe took his painfully hard cock in her hand.  That mouth, those full lips wrapped around him would make him forget everything. 

Her determined brown eyes left his to focus intently on his cock, her head drifted toward him and her breath fanned his swollen head.  All the blood in his body split to rush up to his head and down to his cock.  Her breath got hotter as those soft lips touched him and a tremor rocked Jaxson.  But his damned conscience wouldn’t let him let her do it.  Not for this reason.

Why in the hell did he have to be so damned conscientious?  With a growl, he shoved his hand into her wet auburn hair and closed his fist.  She whimpered and looked up at him with confusion in her eyes. 

“I’m not letting you off that easy,” Jaxson growled, tugging her hair until she stood. 

He pulled her to him and slammed his mouth down over hers.  He had to at least taste those lips he’d been thinking about all day.  Her mouth opened on a gasp and Jaxson’s fist loosened in her hair as his tongue found hers and he absorbed her sweet, minty mewl.  With a shuddering sigh, she leaned into him to press her soft breasts into his chest, making his present condition infinitely worse. 

Jaxson decided as her talented tongue danced with his that having a conscience sucked.  If he wasn’t afflicted, Fallon Sharpe would be on her knees right now putting her hot mouth on his aching cock, rasping her tongue over his sensitive skin, and sucking him like she was sucking at his lips.  He would have come quick and hard, like he needed to so badly right then. 

The adrenaline crash he was suffering from was one of the worst he’d ever had.  That was why he was so damned edgy and itchy and he knew how to fix it.  He planned on doing that in the shower, but she’d taken so long in the bathroom, he couldn’t wait any longer.

When his balls tightened in warning, Jax suddenly realized his cock had somehow split the towel to find her heat.  The tiny gyrations she made with her hips dragged him deeper inside the cleft between her legs, and Jax knew if he didn’t end the kiss, he was going to go with his gut and throw her down on the bathroom floor to bury himself inside that heat. 

Considering the dark need clawing at his insides right then, it would be violent and fast, and would probably scare the crap out of her.  But when her hands slid up his chest to circle his neck and pull him closer, her hips changed directions so her wet heat slicked over his length, Jax just couldn’t make himself pull away. 

She moaned, kissed him deeper and her hips rocked faster, enticing his to move too.  With a shiver, he absorbed the sound into his mouth, as her body drew his come to the end of his dick.  The towel slipped lower with every movement of her body until her puckered nipples scraped his chest, her hot little needy mewls filled his mouth, and Jax was lost.  Tightening his fist in her hair, with a growl his hips shot forward violently as endorphins drowned him and his body jerked with the hot waves of lava that flowed out of him. 

Knees weak, heart pounding in his ears, Jax dragged his mouth from hers to breathe in ragged breaths as regret swamped him. Putting his forehead to hers, he said, “I’m sorry, that went too far, and it was my fault.”

“No, not far enough,” she mumbled into his shoulder, before she put a wet, open-mouthed kiss there.  A tremor shook her, and that’s when Jax’s head cleared and he felt her swollen flesh pulsating on his still rigid cock. 

Fallon had been through the same ordeal he’d been through today and was probably just as amped up as he had been, and he’d just been a selfish dick. He pushed her back, and her lips sagged, her eyes begged him to finish her off, and he would as soon as he had a quick shower. 

“Take the bedroom next door.  I’ll be right there,” he said, turning her toward the door then the first aid kid caught his attention.   She took a step, but he stopped her.  First things first, he thought.  “Let me fix you up real fast.”

“I have other things that need fixed fast,” she said with a breathy laugh, as she turned back to put her hands on his chest. “The cuts are nothing compared to that and they’re not bleeding anymore.” She tiptoed to press her lips to his.  “Just hurry.”

The husky need in her voice, the feel of her mouth on his sent warmth flowing through him down to curl his toes.  Yeah, he still had some adrenaline to burn off.

“Two minutes tops,” he said, pushing her away again. 

With a heavy sigh, Fallon turned toward the door again, but stopped to use the wet towel to clean up, before dropping it back to the floor.  His eyes locked on her firm, round ass and she smiled over her shoulder at him as she let herself out of the door. 

One
minute, he thought, two-stepping to the shower.

Body buzzing with pent up frustration, Fallon turned on the bedside lamp then laid down on the soft bed, sighing as it formed around her.  She didn’t cover herself, because she was just too damned hot.  Sweat coated her skin and her insides felt like they were on fire.  A fire that Jaxson Thomas had created and better hurry to put it out or she was going to do it herself. 

Fallon’s hand glided down her stomach to the throbbing bundle of nerves at the top of her thighs, and she groaned when her fingers found the wet, swollen nub.  Her knees fell open, and she circled it with more pressure as her other hand moved up to her breast.  Her eyes drifted shut and she imagined Jaxson’s hands on her body, rolling her nipple between his long callused fingers, his other hand between her legs teasing her. 

Before her transformation, Fallon had years of practice at this, so she was a pro at it, knew just how to tease herself into a frenzy.  Tension knotted her middle and her inner muscles worked in time with her fingers as the first wave of pleasure got as far as her hips before breaking.  Another formed, moving a little higher than the last, almost past her navel.  Her muscles worked faster and so did her fingers. 

A shiver flitted up her spine, raising the hair on her body.  Her breathing notched up as wetness flooded her folds.  Mewls of pleasure rumbled at her lips, as the waves reached her breasts.  Her fingers moved faster, applied more pressure to the rotations on her clit, while her other hand pinched her nipple and pulled.  She moaned as waves of pleasure crashed over her head drowning her, as her muscles tensed and her body vibrated with her release.

“That has to be the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life,” Jaxson said from the doorway, his voice gruff and excited.  “But I’m disappointed you didn’t wait for me.”

Fallon’s eyes flew open and she sat up as heat flooded her face.  She watched his tight muscles work under his skin as he stalked toward the bed, his cock fisted.  The man was like a freaking ninja he was so quiet.  Fallon had not even heard him open the door. 

“Let’s see if we can make you do better,” Jaxson said, as he released his cock to crawl into the bed and lay beside her. His sexy smile reignited the flames she’d just doused, the hand he dropped on her leg near her knee dragged a gasp from her as it glided upward.  His fingers dipped between her legs and Fallon groaned.  

His heat brushed her thigh as he moved closer and Fallon realized he’d put on a condom.  That was something she hadn’t even thought about as turned on and ready as she was in that bathroom.  If he’d have pushed her down to that floor and fucked her bareback, she wouldn’t have even noticed.  She was on birth control, but that still was not a good thing. 

Fallon could see herself losing her head over this hard-bodied man without even realizing it either and that would be a bigger mistake.  She needed to enjoy Jaxson Thomas, learn everything she could from him before he was out of her life, but she absolutely could not let herself get attached to him or think it meant a thing to him. 

Fallon needed to think like a man—soak up every ounce of pleasure he had to give her, would give her, but keep her emotions out of the picture.

She’d experiment, learn what he had to teach her, which she had a feeling would be a lot more than the authors of those books she’d read had ever considered.  This was a master’s class, Fallon realized, when Jaxson pushed her to her back and grabbed her hands to pull them over her head to the headboard where he closed her fingers around the brass spindles. 

“You just hang on tight, babycakes,” he ordered, with a grin. 

Fallon’s body ignited as he held her gaze while he raked his short nails down her body to her knees.  He spread her knees wide, but instead of diving between them, he shoved his hands under her thighs and curled her lower body up toward her middle then wedged her in that bottoms up position with his knees and chest.  He moved even closer, lifted her ass higher until it was right up to his chin, and Fallon whimpered as her body opened wide for him.

“I want to see that beautiful face twist when I make you come,” he said, his nostrils flared with his sharp breaths.  Fallon realized right then that in this position she could also see his face, watch what he was doing to her body, and how it affected him.  Her clit twitched, and a buzz started between her legs in anticipation of what he’d do.

Jaxson dipped his head between her thighs, rubbed his unshaven cheek along her inner thigh and her inner walls clenched, her body shook and her hands gripped the brass bars so tightly her fingers went numb.  His hot breath fanned her before he made a long, slow pass through her folds with his tongue and moaned. 

“Mmm, your cream tastes just as sweet as I thought it would.”  The vibration of his words sizzled through her wetness triggering another tremor as his hands moved up to cup her breasts.  Watching her, he raked his thumbs over her rigid nipples and she whimpered.  “That’s it, make those sounds for me.  I almost fucking came in the doorway when you made yourself come.” 

His head bent and his hot tongue dipped inside her opening to swirl there.  Fallon tried to move her hips, show him she needed more, but she couldn’t wiggle an inch his hold was so tight.  Frustration built as he continued the light teasing stokes, while his thumbs made slow irritating circles around her nipples but not over them.  He was torturing her, and she couldn’t do a damned thing about it.  If his ragged breathing and the hard heat pressed to her back was any indication he was enjoying it too.  Her clit throbbed, but he wouldn’t suck it, her inner walls pulsed but he wouldn’t go deeper with his tongue.  Fallon needed to come so badly her body shook with frustration, it gurgled in her throat.  

When Jax’s tongue finally went deeper, a shuddering sigh escaped her as her inner muscles sucked at his tongue needing even more.  His chuckle vibrated up her passage, setting every enflamed nerve on fire.  He was enjoying her agitation, she thought, and anger pushed up to her head to join the blood already pounding there.

Jaxson’s left hand skimmed up her body to grip the back of her left thigh. He kneaded her cheek and his thumb brushed the edge of her anus with light friction, while his tongue worked her frustration higher, and his right hand irritated her nipple with more pressure and flicks of his nail.

Like a movie camera, her mind suddenly zoomed in to those points until they were the only thing that existed.  The rest of her body disappeared as tension ratcheted up inside her with every stroke of his tongue, every scrape of his nail over her nipple and now her anus pulsed in time with his feather light strokes.  Did she want more there too? 

The thought sent a tremor through her, and suddenly the irritation turned to delicious pleasure. Her inner muscles flexed and released as moisture flooded her in preparation for the orgasm that floated just out of her reach.  But Jax didn’t let her come, he kept her dangling there for long minutes, torturing her until she was crazy with need and ready to beg.  His tongue suddenly moved to her clit and he flicked it, then his fingers closed to pinch her right nipple and tug hard as he dipped the very end of his thumb just inside her anus. 

Electricity zapped her and shock stole her breath.  Fallon’s body arched, floated off the bed and she heard herself scream, felt the unbelievable tremors that rocked her out of her body to float over the bed.  She looked down on Jax holding her, his dark head buried between her legs and saw herself gripping the brass headboard as her body shattered into a million pieces. 

This was not an orgasm she was having, it was a mind-bending out of body experience she thought, as she watched the pieces that used to be her float back toward her body, but none of them fit now.  Fallon wasn’t sure she would ever be the same again as her body melted, her hands released the bars and her fingers throbbed.  Jaxson lowered her to the mattress, and blood rushed to her head as he laid down beside her to pull her to him. 

“You okay?” he asked, brushing her hair from her forehead.

He thought she could speak?

Somehow, Fallon managed a nod, and Jaxson leaned in to kiss her, a quick touching of lips, then a firmer pass.  With a gasp, her mouth opened and he dove in as he leaned over her to raise her calf over his forearm. Their eyes met, and his were dark, hot and needy as he pushed inside of her body halfway with a groan. 

Fallon bit back a moan at the incredible stretch, the burn, which was new to her too.  In her limited experience, Jaxson was on the well-endowed side, but she wanted more of him.  Planting her heels, she pushed up and he slid in an inch more.

“Be still or I may come again before I even get inside you.” His mouth showed his strain, as his fingers dug deep into her hips, and he closed his eyes to suck in a sharp breath. “So hot and tight, and your body is quivering around me.” A tremor rocked him, and Fallon quivered too.