She sunk down on him, enjoying the way he filled her so fully. She started to ride him, slowly at first. He didn’t allow her any other way, grabbing hold of her hips and controlling the pace. He increased the rhythm, his fingers digging into her skin as he sped up.
“Come, Samantha, come.”
She looked down at him and found him watching her. He pressed his thumb against her clit and then pinched it. Her orgasm exploded through her, racking her body as she bowed back and screamed his name.
She vaguely heard him shout and knew he followed her into bliss seconds later. She collapsed onto him. He grunted and she laughed.
“God, that sounds good.”
She shifted to slide down to the mattress, but he kept his arm there to keep her close to him. “What sounds good?”
He looked at her and brushed her curls from her face. “Your laugh. I love the sound, always did.”
Her heart did a little jerk. Definitely something was up. “What’s wrong?”
“What?”
She rose and settled her weight on her elbows. “There has to be something wrong. You are being way too sweet.”
He shook his head. “I didn’t do a very good job of showing you affection if a compliment like that makes you think there is something wrong.”
“We didn’t always have time for it.”
And that was the truth. They had fallen together out of lust and found love. But marriage to a Seal was particularly hard. They were never around, and when Deke was around, they were either fighting or making love.
“I should have made time.”
Tears burned the backs of her eyes, and her vision started to waver.
“Oh, don’t cry.” He gave her a quick, sweet kiss. “It’s not you. It’s me. And we only have tonight, so let’s not talk about regrets.”
She pulled in a deep breath and nodded.
“Be right back.”
He hurried off to the bathroom, probably to toss the condom, then returned, slipped into bed and settled against the pillow. He patted his shoulder. “Come on.”
She didn’t hesitate. She set her head down, thinking it would take forever to fall asleep.
It was her last thought before she drifted off.
Chapter Four
Deke watched Samantha sleep. It had never been this good between them. They had always had good sex. That had never been a problem, but it had caused others. It was one of the reasons they had found BDSM. They seemed to have no real control around each other, and at least in that, they could control it somewhat.
He brushed a curl back over her shoulder and noticed his hand was shaking. She was unmanning him. The sad thing was she never understood her power over him. He could never really break free, and now that he was ten years older, he didn’t want to. Their issues stemmed from their tempers, along with the love. It was hard to be so in love with someone that it hurt.
But Deke didn’t want it any other way.
He would have to build their relationship. They knew each other, but they hadn’t spent the time to appreciate it before. They would now. Samantha wasn’t ready for more than that yet. Not yet. She was a world-class arguer, as he was. Tonight, though, he knew he was right about his plans. They had just shifted to Hawaii instead of Coronado. Not a bad thing.
He traced his hand down her back. She was the prize. From the moment he met her, she was the one for him. He would never be able to find another like her. She drove him crazy, but in these moments, when everything was quiet, he felt at peace. No one had ever given him that but her.
He had fucked it up bad last time. They were both at fault all those years ago, but he knew without a doubt a lot of it was his doing. He’d been older, should have been wiser. With Samantha, though, being wise had never been part of the bargain. He’d been in lust before her, but he’d never been that crazy about a woman. He’d not been able to rest until she was his, and once he’d had her, he’d married her because he wanted to keep her.
But that had