Protector #4 (A Navy SEAL Military Romance) Read Online Free

held him at my breast. He took his time as he moved upward, teasing
and torturing me with his touch; sliding his fingers between the silky folds of
my nether lips and began slowly stroking a path from front to back.
    I whimpered as I spread
my legs wider and thrust my hips forward as I tried to push his fingers up
inside my needy pussy. Brian pulled back from my breast, smiled and then sank
to his knees in front of me. Keeping one hand on my hip, he pushed me backwards
until my knees hit the edge of the couch and then he shoved me just hard enough
to force me to sit. In seconds, he’d pushed me back and grabbed my ankles so
that he could drape my legs over his shoulders.
    “Brian!” I cried as I
felt him trace a path of fiery wetness down my belly with his tongue.
    “What?” he looked up at
me questioningly. The desire in his eyes mirrored my own, so I shook my head
and let it go. He nodded, “Uh huh.” And then returned to the path he was
forging on my body. I had never been so heightened in my awareness of my own body,
but somehow he managed to draw out every sensation; every desire as he kissed
and stroked and caressed every inch of my naked skin with his tongue, his lips,
and his hands.
    When he had licked his
way to the wet heat between my legs, he stopped for a moment and looked up at
me as he gently teased me with his fingers. I whimpered again as I nodded. I
wanted to beg, but I knew better than to open my mouth and ask.
    Seconds later, he grabbed
each of my thighs with his large hands and used his thumbs to splay my pussy
lips wide open. The rush of cool air made me cry out just before Brian buried
his face in the wetness. The moan that escaped my lips was an anguished cry as
his tongue began teasing my exposed clit. He dragged his tongue over it lightly
as he slid his thumbs up and down, stopping to coat his fingers in my wetness
before sliding back up to spread me open again. The slow rhythm of his tongue
and fingers soon took over and pushed my brain to the edge of pleasure as he
licked and sucked and teased me into a frenzy.
    Since my legs were draped
over his shoulders I couldn’t push enough to lift my hips, but my hands were
free and so I reached down, grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down
hard as I tried to find a way to push his tongue or his fingers inside me.
    “I need it! I need it! Oh
God, I need it!” I pleaded as I pushed him down harder. “Brian, fuck me! Fuck
me! I can’t take any more!   Please!”
    Seconds later, he slid
his long thick fingers deep inside my aching pussy as his tongue continued to
work its magic on my clit. Soon I was bucking and writhing beneath him as he
drove me to the edge of an orgasm that threatened to consume me.   The flicking tongue, the knobby fingers, the
long hard strokes followed by short thrusts as he licked and sucked and sucked
and licked all pushed me over the edge and I screamed as I came.
    “Brian! Brian! Brian!” I
chanted as I flew off the edge of the cliff and fell into the orgasm below. He
kept thrusting into me as I came, and while he lightened the pressure of his
tongue he didn’t stop licking my clit. Soon we were building toward a second
orgasm and when we found it, he released me into the air and sat back to watch
me fly. He gently continued sliding his fingers in and out as I returned to
consciousness, and when I looked up at him with wild eyes, he smiled and cupped
my cheek.
    “Welcome back,
beautiful,” he whispered. “Have a good trip, did you?”
    I gave him a dazed nod
and then promptly fell fast asleep.
    *****
    The next morning I
woke to a loud pounding on my door. At first I thought it was a fire alarm and
sat up frantically trying to think about what I needed to grab before running
down the exit stairway.
    “ It’s okay, Ava,” Brian called from the couch. “I’ll take care of it.”
    I nodded and lay back
down as he went to the door and looked out the peephole to see who it was. He
frowned as he stood at the