Flash Bang: A Summit Seduction SEAL Novel (The Summit Seduction SEAL Duet Book 1) by Rachel Robinson (great books for teens .TXT) 📗

He drugs me with a kiss, his hands directing my head. “There’s one thing I can think of to get nearer. I want to be inside you.” My core clenches with need. Longing hits, and I’m reminded why this is worth it. Lincoln is the place I come to lose myself and find myself. He’s worth all of the drama we’ve encountered, and more.

“I’m one-hundred percent looking forward to that plan, but,” I reply, voice husky.

“No buts. This night is starting and ending with me inside you.” His words are warm against my ear and neck. The anticipation grows to a fever pitch.

“Let’s not forget why we’re together tonight to begin with.”

Lincoln grabs my neck. “Oh, babe, I can fuck you senseless and incapacitate an intruder at the same time.” He licks a trail up my neck, jaw, and ends at my ear. “Don’t forget that.”

My stomach hollows out, and my mind spins. I’ve never wanted a man more, and my body responds to his words like a promise instead of a threat. “I want you now,” I say.

He licks his lips, the perfume from my neck lingering on his mouth. “Let me go out and see if Isaac’s finished,” Lincoln says, pushing back the chair and setting me to the side.

His dinner is basically untouched. He needs you more than food, my subconscious hisses. It’s a glorious victory I never set out to win. I grab both of our plates and set them on the counter so Chonk doesn’t have a fourth dinner. When he is done talking to Isaac, we head to his room. His bedroom is tidy. His bed is made perfectly. The full-length mirror makes me squirm when the memory surfaces from my last visit here.

“He’s leaving now. Monitors are up and running and also connected to two cell phones.” Lincoln holds up two iPhones, one in each hand, and shakes them. “If any motion is detected, they’ll all alarm at an annoyingly loud decibel.”

My breathing quickens. We’re alone.

“We’re alone.” I gulp.

He nods, gaze raking me from top to bottom. “Save for Chonk who is in the kitchen trying to scale the counter.”

I laugh, but I can’t find it in me to care. “If he eats the food, he eats the food.” Removing my clothes at warp speed, I crawl into his bed and kneel. “Come on. Before a meteor crashes into Earth. You wanted to start the night and end it the same way. Engines on.”

He yanks his shirt over his head and tosses it on the floor, then steps out of his jeans. He puts both phones on the nightstand. “How can I say no to that?”

Lincoln is on me a second later, his mouth between my legs. “You’re so wet,” he murmurs between tongue flicks. Arching my back, I force my pussy closer to his face.

“Give me your dick.” I lick my lips, half wishing he was kissing me, but also not because my cunt is quivering in need of release and his mouth is a warm, assaulting bliss. He pauses at my command, and then wipes his lips on my inner thigh before trailing his mouth across my abs, my nipples, and then my neck. “Inside me,” I order, hoping this time he obeys.

Slowly he slants his mouth over mine, tongue sliding between my lips. “There’s something about you telling me to fuck you.” The tendons in his neck tighten. “That really does it for me.”

“So what are you waiting for then?” I ask, lazy gaze meeting his steely one. “Fuck. Me.” Spreading my legs, I seek him out. Instead of pushing into me, he grabs me and rolls so I’m on top. “No,” he replies, voice harsh. “You. Fuck. Me.”

The evil glint in his eye gives me that spectacular feeling I can’t get anywhere else. I slide onto his dick, watching it disappear inch by inch. When I’m certain I can’t take anymore, he grabs my hips and lightly pulls me down. His gaze never leaves mine. It’s erotic. The emotion clogs my throat as I think how quickly he became someone I can’t live without. Leaning over, I brush my lips against his while rocking up and down and side to side. It’s not harried or erratic, it’s me feeling him inside me, and relishing it.

Lincoln pulls my blonde hair from around my face and holds it back in a ponytail merely so he can see my face. His eyes are contemplative and warm. I slide up until his cock almost escapes, and he hisses out a breath when I push myself back down. The back and forth is a volleying of emotions until there’s no way I can deny my orgasm any longer. Lincoln’s hands are frenzied as I ride his cock. They’re on my breasts, my hips, my shoulders, and finally down to my clit. The pressure builds from inside and outside and the orgasm hits as I arch my back, forcing him to impale me base to tip. He tilts his hips up and down to keep movement as my pussy clenches him over and over. I catch my breath as he draws me up and down one more time before he unloads deep inside my womb. The heat where bodies join spreading across every square inch of me.

He holds me down, his hands encircling my hip bones as his chest rises and falls. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Why is that so good?”

I tousle my hair and he watches closely, swallowing, coughing on a breath. “Multiple theories.” I hold up one finger and circle my hips to tease. “You’re bare and I’m wet.”

“And tight,” he adds, gaze flicking to my neck and breasts. “And beautiful, perfect, and fucking perfect.”

“You said perfect twice and I’m nowhere near perfect.”

Lincoln grits his teeth and raises his hips even though there’s no more space inside me for more of him. My eyes roll back in my head in response. “Why is that so good?”

“Because you