Chapters (52)
- Cover
- Book Description
- Books By Rachel Grant
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Epilogue
- Fiona Carver Series
- Flashpoint Series
- About the Author
He explored her with his mouth, his tongue tracing the contours of her labia before sliding inside her wet heat as she moaned and panted. He lifted his gaze to see her face as he thrust his tongue inside her, then licked his way back to her clitoris. Her eyes were half closed as she peered down at him and made a soft sound of pleasure that swelled his erection to new heights.
The look on her face. The sounds she made. He’d never have believed it possible, but this was even better than November. She was his future. His family.
No matter what happened between them in the future, they would always be family.
Her thigh muscles tightened as he brought her closer to the edge. She panted his name and gave praise to a deity, all while continuing to stroke his scalp.
He abraded her sensitive sex with his tongue, then sucked on the bud until she thrashed against him, letting out a soft shriek that he knew she fought to hold in, lest a SEAL on patrol should hear.
She lay panting, wrecked in the best possible way. Breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes remained closed as the fingers threaded in his hair shifted and tugged, urging him up. “Inside me. Now. Please.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered as he licked his way up her body until his cock nudged at her opening.
She opened her eyes. The pleasure and heat he saw there brought him back to the stare down they’d shared before their first kiss. This woman was everything to him.
He kissed her, breaking the intense stare. Her tongue slid against his as he shifted his hips and thrust deep inside her, burying himself with one smooth stroke.
Holy hell. Sex without a condom with Audrey was fucking amazing. She made a soft, satisfied groan as he filled her. He took her slowly, loving watching her face as she was lost in the pleasure of what he was doing to her. With her.
It wasn’t long before his shoulder complained, forcing him to give in and grip her waist so he could roll onto his back. Now she straddled him. “Sorry, sweetheart, but my shoulder was going to give out at an inopportune moment.”
She leaned down and kissed him again, then ran her lips over his scar, before straightening her back to a full upright position as she straddled him with his cock buried deep. So damn beautiful. Majestic.
She looked down on him with a luminous grin. “You need to save your strength. Let me take care of you as you took care of me.” Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders. She tilted her head back and used her thighs to control her slide up and down his shaft.