Page 6 of Winter Surprise (Seasoned SEALs #4)

Eve in his arms, her tongue tangling with his, felt more right than anything that had happened to him in his life.

Dylan had kissed a lot of women, but it had never felt this way.

Everything was new but it seemed as though they’d been kissing like this for years.

In a dance so familiar it belied their first time, they aligned their bodies.

He seemed to be half-hard around her, but as he slid his thigh between her legs, her feminine heat made his cock stand up for the first time in over a year.

He needed to touch those beautiful, rounded breasts that had teased him all afternoon, barely hidden behind two small triangles.

He guided his hand over her bare flat belly and cupped her breast over her bra.

Unsatisfied, he reached his other hand around to her back and unhooked it.

With firm naked breast in his hand, he circled the nipple with a single finger before gently tugging on the hardened peak.

Eve broke the kiss. “More.” Her breathy demand was emphasized when she pulled the hem of her short shirt over her head, taking the bra with it.

She rejoined their mouths as she tugged on his faded Navy T-shirt.

He reached to the back of the neck and in one swift motion, breaking the kiss for a nanosecond, he tossed it next to hers.

Soft hands glided up his torso, long fingers exploring the ridges of his abdomen. When she reached his hair-covered chest, she dragged short nails over his pecs. She giggled when he involuntarily shivered.

Breaking the kiss, he nipped his way down her throat.

With one breast in his mouth, he took the other in his hand, gently massaging, teasing her nipples.

She arched her back, giving him better access, and at the same time rocking her heated core into his erection.

Dylan was sure she was wet but wanted to find out for himself.

He spun her around so her bare back was against his chest. He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, giving his large hand access to her.

He slid one hand under the elastic of her panties and returned the other to a breast. She seemed extremely sensitive and reactive when he played with her nipples.

Sliding over the small thatch of hair, he deftly slid his finger down her hot, wet slit.

Bending his head so his lips were next to her ear, he whispered, “You want me as much as I want you.”

He gathered her wetness and circled her hardening clit.

“Yes.” She panted then turned her head and captured his lips.

He curled his finger under her clit and teased the hard bundle of nerves. Eve rocked her hips, pushing into his hand that was held prisoner by her panties. Every time she moved, her tight ass rubbed against his cock, making it weep.

It had been far too long since he’d been inside a woman, or even wanted to be.

In his kitchen was not how he wanted their first time to be.

She deserved better. Her breathing became gasps as she made cute little noises on every thrust. She was close.

He would give her this orgasm then pick her up and carry her to his bed where they would make slow passionate love.

He pressed harder on her clit at the same time he pinched her nipple.

She flew over the edge and would have collapsed onto the floor had he not been holding her.

He reached down and grabbed under her knees, folding her into his arms as he headed to his bedroom.

Her arms wound around his neck as though they’d done that a thousand times before.

Loud cries came from the baby monitor they’d left in the kitchen.

Wonderful . His son wasn’t even a year old, and he was already a cock blocker.

Eve started giggling and her whole body shook.

“There goes my plans to reciprocate.” She dropped her feet to the floor, her arm still around his neck.

“Can I get a rain check?” She reached down and caressed his length from balls to tip.

“If you can find another one of these later, I promise to take care of it…after we put Ian down for the night.” She gave him a quick kiss before she released him and trotted back to the kitchen.

Dylan let out a heavy sigh before he turned around and walked awkwardly up the steps.

Several hours later, with Ian sleeping soundly in his crib, he joined Eve on the couch, exactly where he’d left her. They’d turned out the lights, illuminating the room only by those on the Christmas tree, as they gave the baby his last bottle of the day.

She grinned up at him. “Thank you for the best Christmas Eve I’ve had in decades.”

“Thank you for saving my Christmas.” He maneuvered her so her back was against the overstuffed arm and her legs lay across his thighs. It gave him easier access to kiss her, and he did.

Smiling coyly, she reminded him, “I still owe you an orgasm and I always pay my debts.”

His grin was one he knew most women couldn’t resist, but then he smiled, honestly. Eve was not a one-night stand. Or two or three. But before they made it to the bedroom, they had to have the talk .

“I haven’t had sex in over a year. Kylie was the last. As soon as I returned from Afghanistan, as you know, I had a very thorough exam. I’m clean. I’ve never had sex without a condom, but I have had them break.” That’s when he remembered he didn’t even have a condom in the house.

“Fuck!” He dropped his head against the back of the couch. “I don’t have any condoms.” He lifted his head and looked at her. “We’ll just have to get creative, unless you have some.”

She laid her palm on his cheek. “I’ve worked in the medical field my entire career.

What do you think?” She paused as though thinking.

“I had to get a complete physical at the end of my PA rotation to be sure I hadn’t picked up anything from a patient.

You’ve had sex more recently than me. For the past several years, my life has been consumed with studying.

There was no time for sex. If I needed to take the edge off, I have toys. ”

Holy fuck . A picture of Eve playing with one of her toys, making those sweet little sounds she did when she came, made him instantly hard. “Can we play with your toys?”

She rolled her eyes. “I don’t have them here with me.” Her brown eyes heated to the color of melted milk chocolate. “I’ve never done that, but I’d be willing to try with you.”

Yes ! Dylan did a mental fist pump. “We’ll put that on the list.”

“You’re making a list?” She said with raised eyebrows.

“Hell, yes. There are lots of things I want to do with you, to you, and for you.” He took her hand and placed it on his erection. “Just talking about sex with you makes me hard.”

The grin she gave was seductive and a little bit evil. “Then you’ll love what I tell you next…I don’t want you to wear a condom. I’ve already told you that I’m clean. I can pull up my medical records if you’d like and I’ll show you where it says I’m on the pill and when I last picked up my refill.”

She leaned in, placing her forehead against his. “I wouldn’t be upset if I got pregnant, either. You already know I want a child of my own, but I’m not here tonight looking for a sperm donor. I’ll let you know if that ever changes.”

Dylan believed her. The honesty they had exchanged that afternoon had set the stage for their relationship.

“Right now, I just want to be with you. Share my body with you and those magic hands. I’d forgotten how much better an orgasm is when somebody else gives it to you.” Eve stood and held out her hand to him.

In his bedroom, they slowly undressed each other, kissing, licking, learning the other’s body. As he slid into her for the first time, a closeness he’d never believed possible filled him. Perhaps it was because he was bareback, or maybe it was Eve.

She wrapped her legs around him and locked her feet together behind his back, pulling him deeper into her. As they moved in unison, Dylan decided this was heaven as they rode the edge of ecstasy together, leaping into bliss at the same time.

Unfamiliar noises from outside the house awoke Dylan.

He sat straight up in bed. He’d seen on television where several homes in the nicer areas of San Diego had been broken into while the residents were either sleeping or away.

The bandits were stealing Christmas presents.

Dammit, they weren’t going to break into his house and live to tell about it.

He soundlessly slid out of bed, grabbing the gun holstered to the bottom of the frame.

Eve sat up, blankets pulling around her waist exposing her naked breasts. “Did Ian wake up? I’ll go get him.”

“No,” Dylan said just above a whisper. “Might be a break-in.” After only a moment’s consideration, he asked, “Can you shoot a Glock?”

Nodding, she held up her index finger. She slid off the bed, stepping quietly to her bag. A second later she held up a Smith & Wesson M&P Shield.

Dylan was so proud of his girlfriend. She carried a gun. As a Naval officer, she had to qualify on the range regularly, so he had confidence that she knew how to use it effectively.

As she stood and tiptoed to the door, he realized they were both naked. He tossed her the T-shirt she’d taken off him several hours before. He picked up his discarded boxer shorts.

“Protect Ian. I’m going after whoever’s outside. Don’t leave his bedroom until I come to get you.” He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss.

She pulled him back and kissed him hard. “Be safe.”