Baby, It's You (Uncharted SEALs Book 5) Read Online Free Page B

ripple and quiver of her channel as she squeezed around him.
    “Sure about that?” he rasped, half angry with her, full-on disgusted with himself. He’d had too much to drink, and she’d been partnered with him for the entire week. How was he supposed to resist? Her body was nicely curved, supple. Her scent, a mix of flowers and her own musk—a subtle, heady aroma—alerted him every time she drew near. Even the tentative way she touched him, laying her hand on his shoulder when they danced, or slipping it into the corner of his elbow when they moved around the ballroom and backyard barbeques, had been a long, drawn-out tease to his senses. This night, his control had snapped. When they’d met each other in the hallway, long after Cassie and Daniel had left for the airport to start their honeymoon, he’d felt like a rangy animal, too hungry to heed the niggling warning in the back of his mind that said she was kin now and off limits. Daniel’s sister-in-law. A guest in his father’s house who deserved protection from the likes of him.
    But when they’d met outside his bedroom door, she’d smiled and fingered a lock of her long red-gold hair, and he’d imagined pulling on those curls as he took her from behind. The look in her eye, curiosity blended with equal parts lust as her gaze had trailed down his nude chest, had sealed her fate. And his.
    He’d just finished showering. And he hadn’t “handled” his problem. And there she was. Looking interested. With the house quiet after the chaos of the day, he had her all to himself. He’d stepped closer.
    Her breath had hitched, but she hadn’t backed away. Instead, her eyes widened, and her chest lifted against the thin blue robe she’d wrapped around herself.
    Carter stroked himself faster, remembering how she’d come to be in his bed. Remembering every moment, picturing it like a movie reel playing in his head. Lord, she’d been so beautiful, so sweet—all innocence and seduction, wrapped in a tantalizingly curvy package. There at his doorway, nearly blocking it because she’d wanted his attention. Oh, she’d had it—all his interested inches had pressed uncomfortably against his jeans zipper.
    “You should get back in your room,” he growled, determined to give her one last chance to do the right thing.
    But she held still, waiting him out.
    He huffed a breath. “I’m leaving tomorrow. This won’t lead to anything.”
    She lifted her chin. “I know you’re going,” she whispered. “I don’t expect it to lead to a damn thing, but you’ve been…” She bit one side of her lower lip.
    “I’ve been what?” he said, bending toward her—just to make sure he heard her answer. Not because, this close, he could smell flowers—and her.
    She reached out a finger and ran the tip from the center of his chest almost to his belly button. His muscles tensed, causing them to ripple. Her palm cupped one well-defined abdominal muscle. “You’ve been driving me crazy,” she said, then darted an upward glance that slammed into his.
    Electricity crackled in the air between them. His cock stirred and continued to fill. He was too aroused to fight his attraction a second longer. He reached out and gripped both of her wrists then walked backward through his bedroom door. He gave it a nudge with his hip, and didn’t care when it bounced against the wall behind him. He drew her inside and didn’t stop until he reached the edge of his mattress. There, he sat then released her hands and quickly untied her robe.
    She gasped, but didn’t move as he parted both sides. She was nude beneath. Shaved below. She’d prepared for him. Planned on seducing him.
    “Ah, hell,” he muttered.
    “Is something wrong?”
    He knew his face was hardening, that his expression was tight, fierce. If she were smart, she’d be moving away, because his fingers tingled, and he had to touch everything he’d bared—the milk white skin of her breasts and the pale, thin stripe around