Possession: A Little Harmless Military Romance Read Online Free

worked out the scenarios, but there were times like this one that had no course except the one that he set forth.
    She did, feeling especially decadent sitting there naked.
    Deke moved in front of her, and not for the first time, she thought of a panther. The man moved with the grace of a male ballerina, with a dash of lethal predator. He wouldn’t be happy to hear her description of him. But that was always the way she saw him, from the moment she’d met him.
    “Spread your legs.”
    She did, anticipating. She didn’t know what was next, but she knew Deke, and she knew he would give her everything she desired.
    He dropped to his knees in front of her and rested his hands on her thighs. The calluses on his fingers rubbed over her flesh, and she closed her eyes. God, that felt so good. He leaned forward and kissed her belly. He traced his tongue over her skin and then she felt his mouth cover the belly ring. He gave it a tug with his teeth before moving down to her pussy.
    But, instead of diving in, he took his time, kissing her inner thighs, building the natural heat between them. She wanted to slip her hands into his hair and play with it, but he wouldn't allow for it. Not right now. She knew better. And that was the crux of their issues. They knew each other so well, and what they knew always turned them on. He liked to dominate her, and she loved to be dominated. With every beat of her heart.
    He worked his way to her sex and then licked her. She was so sensitive already, dripping with arousal. She would be embarrassed, but they had never had that between them. There was no room for it. He pushed her thighs further apart as he set about to drive her crazy.
    He dove into her pussy over and over again. That wicked tongue of his knew just how to push her, just what would get her to the edge, and then he would move away. A few moments later, he pulled back and looked up at her. She opened her eyes to see him licking his lips.
    "You always were the tastiest treat, Samantha. There are times when I’m out in the field, when life is really shitty, that I get that memory stuck in my head and the taste comes back to me. It always pulls me through whatever I'm doing." His voice had deepened to a gravelly whisper. She trembled.
    He leaned up and kissed her. She tasted herself on his mouth, the need she had for him, the desire. Deke had done it on purpose, of course. He wanted her to know why he craved the taste of her, what drew him to her. He rose to his feet.
    "Scoot up."
    She was breathing heavily, and her legs barely cooperated. She could hardly move in the chair, and she wondered just what she would do when he asked her to stand.
    "Unzip me."
    She did, of course, in anticipation. As soon as the pants were undone, his erection sprung free. That was the one thing of his uniform Deke always left out. When he was in mess dress, he hated to wear underwear. She leaned forward, but he stopped her with one word.
    "No." She looked up at him with a frown. "You do not anticipate what I will have you do. For that, only your hand."
    Damn the man. He knew her too well. She loved oral sex, getting it and giving it. But she did as ordered, moving her hand over his long, hard cock.
    "Slowly," he ordered in a not-so-steady voice. She did as he commanded, dragging her thumb over the tip. He shuddered and leaned down for a kiss, cupping her face.
    When he pulled back, he asked. "Want a taste of my cock? Huh, baby?"
    She nodded, her body already responding to the idea. He straightened. "Suck me, Samantha, and make it good."
    She didn't need another invitation. Wrapping her hand around the base, she leaned forward and licked the drop of pre-come that had gathered on the tip. She swallowed and enjoyed the taste of him. Musky, sweet, and so very delectable.
    “Quit fucking around, Samantha.” He ground out the demand.
    She looked up at him, and without taking her gaze from his, she took him fully in her mouth. As she moved his cock in and out,