Page 26 of SEAL’s Paradise (Alpha SEALs Hawaii #6)

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S AWYER GAZED DOWN AT Riley, naked and spread out before him on her bed like a feast meant for the Gods. Her white sheer curtains blew in the breeze, and too late, he remembered her windows were open. Riley’s cries of pleasure were meant for him alone.

His gaze raked over her, trying to memorize every little detail. Her face was flushed, her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Her pink lips were swollen from his kisses, her nipples glistened from where he’d feasted on them, and her pussy was slick.

Riley was a fucking delight, an absolute treasure to explore.

He knew in that exact moment that he’d never get enough of her.

They hadn’t even made love yet, and Sawyer knew he could spend hours feasting on and exploring her body.

Getting her to open up to him. Seeing what made her gasp in pure pleasure and cry out his name.

An unfamiliar feeling filled his chest. He could picture this. Them. Her. Together.

When had he ever wanted night after night with a woman before?

Sawyer could see them going to bed together every night.

Making love. Waking together in the morning.

He’d always need to be up at the crack of dawn while he was active duty, but he could wake her with kisses and gentle caresses.

Make love to a sleepy Riley before he headed out to PT and started his day.

What would it feel like to come home to her every night? To return from an op and know Riley was in their home? Sure, they’d talked about a fake marriage, but it was like he could literally see a life with her.

Riley watched as he shucked off his shirt, pushing down his camo pants a few moments later. He was hot and hard for her, but as much as he wanted to make her his, Sawyer needed to know she was fully on board. He stalked back toward the bed, and something settled deep inside as she reached for him.

Sawyer shoved down his boxer briefs and prowled over her body, settling his weight atop her.

She smiled up at him, and his heart thudded a beat before he tasted her lips once more, adrenaline spiking through his bloodstream.

His erection was pinned between them, the tip already beaded with pre-cum.

He was throbbing, and it felt like he might explode.

“You still mad at me?” he asked, his voice teasing.

“Maybe.”

He chuckled, nuzzling against her. “I bet I can change your mind. Shit. I need to grab a condom.”

Riley surprised him again by reaching for her nightstand.

His hand lightly ran over her breasts as she arched to open the drawer.

She was so damn pretty, with creamy globes and pretty pink nipples.

Her long hair had briefly teased the curve of her breasts earlier, and she looked like a goddess from some painting he’d seen ages ago. Seductive. Alluring. Sexy as sin.

He ducked to sample them again, tasting her nipples, and loving Riley’s little gasp of surprise.

Her hands found his head, and he looked up, giving her a lazy grin.

“You’re irresistible. I could spend hours enjoying you.

” His cock bobbed just then, and he chuckled.

She handed him the foil packet, and he ripped it open, sheathing himself.

Riley reached down to grip his cock, and it twitched in her hand.

“Not now,” he said, his voice laced with tension.

“If you keep touching me like that, I’ll explode. ”

“Down, boy,” she joked, and Sawyer muttered a curse.

He teased her swollen folds with his fingers, finding her still wet and ready. Sawyer caressed her a moment, listening to her sweet moan. “Do you need my cock?” He stilled his hand, slanting his eyes toward hers.

“Sawyer, please,” she pleaded.

“Tell me you want me.”

“I need you inside me. Now.”

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S AWYER SHIFTED, PINNING her beneath him, and her thighs fell further apart.

She could feel the weight of his hot, hard body.

This man was nothing but chiseled muscles and masculine flesh.

She doubted there was an ounce of fat on him.

His cock twitched, and she could see how eager he was for her.

Riley breathed in his clean scent, basked in his warmth.

She felt safe with him atop her but also completely, utterly aroused.

She was helpless beneath him and could tell he was a man who thrived on being in control.

He lined himself up, notched his cock at her entrance, and slowly slid in, inch by inch. Sawyer didn’t stop until he’d completely bottomed out, stretching her inner walls, his thick, hard cock filling her completely.

“You’re big,” she panted.

He was. Sawyer stretched her fully, and she struggled for a moment to relax and accommodate his size.

He stilled, letting her adjust to him, then ducked for a brief kiss. His hand slid between them, his thumb lightly strumming her clit until she relaxed and began to moan again. “You’re perfect,” he told her. “You’re taking me like your body was meant for me alone.”

She met his gaze in the dark, the possessive look in his eyes nearly slaying her.

Sawyer lifted her arms above her head, and one big hand clasped her wrists together, pinning them to the mattress. She was trapped beneath his weight, covered by his muscled body, and completely held in place by the force that was Sawyer.

“You were made to be mine,” he rasped before slowly thrusting in and out, Sawyer in complete control. His grin was wicked as he pulled back, listening to her soft cries of pleasure, but his eyes were hot. Hungry.

He thrust in then pulled all the way out again, watching her juices gleaming on his erection.

“Look how wet you are for me, kitten.”

Her eyes landed where their sexes were joined, and her breath caught. Somehow seeing Sawyer penetrating her brought an entire new level of eroticism to their coupling.

“Sawyer.”

He began thrusting in faster, harder, his possession of her unstoppable. Riley wrapped her legs around his waist, her body aflame, and as he took her even deeper, she wailed his name.

“Say you forgive me,” he demanded, pausing and still rock hard inside her.

“What?” she panted.

“For tonight. Say you forgive me.”

She glared at him, and Sawyer chuckled. He began thrusting again, and she was moaning, so very close. He saw the moment she was about to come and pulled out. “Turn over, sweet cheeks,” he ordered, lightly swatting her on the ass as he positioned her how he wanted on her hands and knees.

“Sweet cheeks?” she asked in a huff, but then his big body was moving over hers, his girth penetrating her once again. Sawyer was hot. Hard. He was moving over her in bed like she was his, and damn if she didn’t want to be, even if only for one night.

His hand slid around her waist, and his fingers strummed her clit as she let out a mewl. “That’s right, little kitten. You’re mine tonight. You played me. The least you can do is forgive me now.”

“No,” she protested, but Sawyer was already thrusting in again, his body completely owning hers.

He rubbed her clit softly as her inner walls clenched down around him, and his lips were at her ear. “You pretended you were a waitress, batting those pretty doe eyes at me for months. You act like you’re mad at me now, but the truth is, you needed me.”

Sawyer pulled out, her body clenching down around nothing, and Riley let out a load moan as he slowly penetrated her once more.

She gasped as he worked her clit harder.

Faster. The man was a wizard with his fingers.

He knew exactly how to set her aflame, and Riley’s hands flexed on the sheets, gripping the material.

“You knew I was a Navy SEAL. That I could’ve helped you. You waited until you had no other choice but to come to me.”

“Sawyer.”

He pumped into her, slow and a master of restraint.

Sawyer brushed her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck, letting his lips linger.

His fingers were still on her pussy, but his touch was light now.

Teasing. He nipped at her neck, holding his erection deep inside her body.

She felt her inner walls spasming around him. “You can come if you forgive me.”

“Please,” she pleaded again.

“Please let you come?” he murmured. Another kiss on her neck. A swipe of his tongue.

Riley shuddered, and he pinched her clit. She squealed in surprise, and he lightly nipped at her neck. She was throbbing, desperate, and would’ve done anything he said at that point. “Say it.”

“I forgive you!”

He moved again, thrusting hard and relentlessly strumming her swollen nub.

“Now, kitten. Come on my cock. Show me how good I make you feel.” He pinched her clit again, and she buried her face in the mattress and screamed, coming so hard she saw stars.

Sawyer moved even faster, wrapping a possessive arm around her waist and holding her to him as he finally came with a guttural cry, releasing deep inside her still spasming pussy.

They were both panting as they collapsed onto the bed, a sweaty mess and tangle of limbs as Sawyer pulled her into his arms. His cock slid free from her body, but his hands and mouth were everywhere, gentle and soothing.

Her heart thudded from both exertion and fear. She’d never felt like that before. Never.

Sawyer seemed to sense her rising panic and kissed her temple, soft and sweet.

“Holy hell, kitten,” he murmured, his hands stroking over her skin. She looked at him in the darkness, surprised as he took her hand. “We’re supposed to be fake-engaged, but I think I’m falling for you.”