SEAL Ever After - Makenna Jameison Page 0,3
shone brightly in the Virginia sky, and birds chirped around him, but his senses were heightened, and he instinctively scanned the area.
His gaze slid to the cars parked on the suburban street, and he watched a couple of kids a few houses down kicking a ball around. A lone car signaled and turned the corner, but nothing was outwardly amiss.
His eyes tracked the area once more, and then he entered the numbers into the keypad on his front door. He’d been on duty for so long, his mind must be playing tricks on him.
No one was around.
No one was watching his house.
He clicked the remote, setting his car alarm, and then he walked inside. “Hi honey, I’m home!” he quipped, his lips quirking.
The front hall inexplicably smelled of coconut sunscreen, and he dropped his bag of gear down on the floor. He hadn’t seen Sarah in over forty-eight hours, having been stuck at Naval Amphibious Base Little Creek dealing with an op. A SEAL team that he commanded was on a flight back home at the moment after a successful mission, and he was looking forward to getting a little shut-eye.
After he took his woman to bed, that is.
“You’re here!” a female voice shrieked, and a second later, a bikini-clad Sarah came bounding toward him, jumping up into his arms.
He chuffed out a laugh, easily catching her in his muscular arms as she clung to him. “Holy hell, sweetheart, is this all for me?”
“I was getting ready to sunbathe out back,” she protested, kissing him hard on the lips.
“Not anymore you’re not,” he grumbled.
“Then you’ll have to come out to the pool with me,” she teased. “Because I just changed into my new bikini. You like?” She licked her lips as she looked up at him, mischief in her hazel eyes.
Holy hell. This woman.
“Who says I’m putting you down long enough for that to happen?” he asked gruffly. Her lithe body wrapped around his in nothing but a yellow string bikini was already making him hard. Hell. He’d planned to take her to bed the moment he got home anyway. A night without her had been one night too many—and he’d been stuck on base a few days.
His team deployed on ops all over the world, but as the commander, he was able to direct operations from the comfort of Little Creek. Relative comfort, anyway, because he’d be most comfortable with Sarah spread out beneath him, his mouth on her lips, his cock buried deep inside her.
He lightly lifted her up and down against him, letting her feel his erection rubbing against her core, and she gasped.
“Yes, sweetheart,” he said, his voice gravel as he claimed her mouth in a kiss. She yielded to him, her arms tightening around his neck, and opened her mouth as his tongue slid against hers.
“Let’s do it in the pool,” she said excitedly.
He raised his eyebrows.
“Oh come on, just this once. You can pull out if you’re worried about my getting pregnant or something. Think of how sexy it will be to do it in the water.”
“Holy hell,” he muttered, walking toward the back door with Sarah still in his arms. He swore he could deny this woman nothing. “You’re too goddamn irresistible for your own good.”
He’d had plans for taking her straight to their bedroom this evening, but he could improvise. Ryan set her down and pulled his phone out of his pocket.
“What are you doing?” she asked, tossing her honeyed brown hair over her shoulder. The three tiny earrings she had in each ear glimmered in the sunlight, and her delicate gold necklace was feminine and sexy. He resisted the urge to reach out and touch her. To untie that yellow bikini string behind her neck and bare her to him.
Sarah in nothing but her jewelry was sexy as hell. She loved letting him touch and caress her when she lay naked on his bed, and hell if he didn’t thrill at running his hands all over her gorgeous curves.
“I’m turning off the security cameras for an hour.”
“A whole hour?” she teased, waggling her eyebrows.
He growled as she darted away from him and out the back door. “I don’t need anyone else to see what’s mine,” he ground out.
Ryan followed her outside, and his cock hardened painfully against his pants as she undid her string bikini top. She pranced along in front of him, dropping the skimpy top on the patio, and suddenly he was right behind her.
Her petite frame only came