The Navy Seal's Promise (6 page)

“Off,” he ordered, murmuring against the soft skin at her neck and
tugging at her top again.

Saskia raised her arms without pulling away from him, her slender body moving
closer in to his before surrendering and wriggling from her sweater. He didn’t
stop there, yanked the T-shirt she had beneath it off too, until all that was
left was her bra.

A devil’s red, lacy, sexy as hell bra. “Doesn’t look Army issue,” he
teased, moving from her neck to her collarbone, trailing his tongue and then
his lips across the top of each breast.

Saskia gasped and grabbed a fistful of his hair, like she didn’t want to
let him back up. “I don’t ever,” she moaned as he flicked his tongue inside her
bra and connected with her nipple, “wear boring underwear.”

He couldn’t wait to see her panties then.
Luke nipped at her skin,
just the lightest of bites on her breast before he moved to the other one.

Saskia tucked in against him and he tried to keep her still, but she
wasn’t giving up.

“Stop,” she ordered, no longer whispering.  

Luke took his hands off her, thinking she’d changed her mind, but Saskia
took her opportunity and tugged his shirt up and over his head, throwing it
behind them and placing her hands flat on his chest. He grabbed her around the
wrists but she glared at him, like she was daring him to pull her hands away.

“Don’t even think about it,” she whispered, her eyes flashing with
excitement.

“Or what?” he growled back.

She just laughed and brushed his hands off, and Luke had no intentions of
arguing with her. If they were in a bed, maybe, but with him pinned to a seat
and with Saskia straddling his thighs? No way. Because he didn’t want her to
stop.
Hell no.

Her hands skimmed lightly across his chest, then down, slowly, fingers
gliding across his abs. He sucked in a breath, struggling to stay still. It
wasn’t until her fingers were replaced with her mouth that he shut his eyes, leaned
back in the seat even further and let her torture him. If he wasn’t so damn
ticklish…

“Enough,” he commanded, hands firmly on her hips again, desperate to feel
her curves.

She ignored him, tongue tracing around his nipple then arrowing back down
lower, then up again. Pulling away from him, teasing him more with every
movement.

“Saskia,” he murmured, taking her by the arms and tugging her back up.  

Her eyes met his, locked on him, a smile spreading slowly across her
lips.

“You didn’t like it?” her whispered question only made him harder, his
jeans uncomfortably tight.

“Oh I liked it alright,” he assured her, stealing a kiss from lips that
looked so pink and plump he couldn’t pull his gaze from them. “But it’s time to
move.”

She looked confused, peered out the window into the white. “You want to
drive, in this?” she asked, voice suddenly serious.

Luke shook his head slowly, his eyes locked on hers. “No,” he said,
pushing her off his lap, forcing her to move. “I think we should take this
somewhere more comfortable.”

Saskia’s heart was beating so hard it was starting to scare her.
She’d
never, not once in her life, behaved like this.
Maybe it was the snow,
the festive time of year, or just the fact that Luke was insanely hot, but she
was more desperate for him than she’d ever been for anything. Especially now
she’d crawled into the back at his command and was now lying on the floor.

She wanted to strip him bare, touch every inch of his body, kiss him
until her lips were bruised, climb on top of him and… she shut her eyes. All
she knew was she wanted more. She wanted it all.
Now
.

And now the man in question was moving toward her, on his knees, like a
predator about to consume his prey. Even his smile was wicked, white teeth gleaming
as he grinned at her, his shoulders tanned, muscled as hell and massive.

Saskia gulped. Maybe she was in over her head, maybe…

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you look lying there?”

Luke’s deep whisper was enough to make her relax. She might not agree
with him, but the way he was looking at her did make her feel beautiful. The
hunger in his gaze, the sin written all over his body, made her decide to toss
away her inhibitions and just let this happen. When else would she ever be
trapped with a hot SEAL with nothing to do other than let him pleasure her?

“Are you having second thoughts?”

Saskia shook her head, wishing she wasn’t quite so self-conscious about
the fact she was wearing just her bra and jeans.

“Good.” Luke’s voice was dark, experienced,
terrifying.

He hadn’t moved any closer to her yet, and then he reached out, slowly
unbuttoned her jeans, tugging until they reached her ankles. She giggled when
he got to her feet and had to tug off her shoes too. Then her socks.

And now she was lying in only her underwear, with a hulk of a man
looking down at her, running his eyes up and down her body like he was actually
going to eat her.
But it wasn’t fair, because he was getting all the
viewing pleasure, not her. And if she wanted to enjoy herself, she was going to
have to make sure she got exactly what she wanted. The time for being bashful
was over. 

“Your turn,” she told him bravely, eyes meeting his gaze.

Saskia lay still, waiting for him to respond. Luke grinned and unbuttoned
his own jeans, kicking off his shoes first then shedding his pants, all while
she watched him. He clearly didn’t share her hesitance.

“Now what?” he asked, his voice half whisper, half growl.

She swallowed, pushed herself up onto her elbows and sucked down on her
bottom lip.

“This?” he asked when she didn’t say anything, leaning in close and
kissing her, running his tongue across the lip she’d been biting on, before
delving it into her mouth and pulling her closer as his palm found the back of
her head.

When he pulled back, as breathless as she was, all Saskia could do was
nod.

“How about this?” he asked, pushing her down flat and starting at her
neck, his lips softly kissing and nipping at her skin, teasing her all the way
to her breasts, then down to her belly. Her stomach was quivering, her body
arching as his tongue touched the top of her panties, flicked beneath the
elastic and then hovered. Luke placed a soft kiss there, before trailing his
way back up.

She wanted him. Bad.

This time Luke didn’t ask her what she liked, he just took what he
wanted. First her mouth – wet lips torturing her – and then her breasts again.
Only now he was more brazen, wasn’t teasing her anymore. He tugged her up into
a sitting position, shifting his weight so he was still straddling her thighs
and she was free to wrap her arms around him, touch him. She sucked on the soft
skin at his neck, ran her hands down his strong back, fingers playing over his
hard muscles.

But when he unhooked her bra and tugged it away she could feel his
urgency increase. He pushed her back against the rough carpeted floor of the
back of the truck, his hands racing across her skin, hands cupping her breasts,
fingertips seeking out her hard nipples.

Saskia couldn’t stop the moan as it escaped her lips, head back as she
arched her body up toward Luke. His mouth, hot and wet, took up where his
fingers had left off, sucking hard.

“Luke,” she gasped, as he switched to her other nipple.
Please don’t
stop
, she wanted to say, but she had no breath left for words.  

She caught Luke’s smile when she looked up, watched as he tugged down her
panties, painfully slowly, sliding them off her ankles. He stopped, looked at
her long and hard, before hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer
briefs and then shucking them off.  

There was no backing out now, and she didn’t want there to be.
Luke
slowly moved toward her, like he was giving her time to change her mind.
Time
she didn’t need.

But instead of what she was expecting, he dropped to his knees, eyes
hungry as he nudged her legs apart, lips finding the soft skin of her inner
thigh as he kissed his way up. And then his tongue flicked closer. His hot, wet
mouth was suddenly everywhere, making her moan, tongue doing wicked things to
her, making her shudder in ways she’d never imagined. When his tongue teased
her, touched her so intimately, it was all she could do not to clamp her legs
around his neck and lock him in place forever.

Luke couldn’t take his eyes off the woman lying naked in the back of the
Humvee. She was braced on her elbows, knees up, legs slightly parted. The look
on her face, lazy hooded eyes, told him she’d liked being pleasured, but he was
ready to be selfish. Couldn’t wait a second longer, because he was struggling
not to grab her, hold her down and thrust himself inside her. Instead he
reached for his wallet, pulled it from his jeans pocket and took the foil
packet from where he had it tucked away.

He got the feeling she was nervous, and he wanted her to enjoy every
single moment of this. Sex in the back of an army vehicle wasn’t something he’d
ever imagined doing, was a fantasy he hadn’t even known he had,
until now
.

Luke rolled the condom on and lowered himself gently over Saskia, kissing
her face – her nose, her eyelids, her mouth – before nudging her knees further
apart, settling himself above her.

“Did you believe me before when I told you how beautiful you were?” he
asked, murmuring in her ear.

Saskia tugged his head closer, her hand on the back of his skull, lips
catching his and drawing him into a deep kiss.

“You are,” he whispered, breaking their kiss for just a moment. “You’re
perfect, every inch of you.”

Luke wanted to pleasure her more, wanted to spend all day doing wicked
things to her that made her moan, but it had been so long since he’d been with
a woman and Saskia was so…

Holy shit
. Her ankles locked around his hips, thrust him forward
and into her, her hands looping around his shoulders to tug him down lower.
Luke
was a goner
. He couldn’t have resisted her if he tried.

Luke rocked back and forth with her, thrust as deep inside her as he
could, mouth on hers, losing himself to every clench of her muscles around him.
But Saskia had other ideas.
She pushed him back, hand flat to his chest,
forcing
him
onto his back this time. She sat astride him, holding down
his arms as she settled herself above him before letting go.

He moaned, eyes fixed on her body, hands cupping her breasts, loving the
heaviness of them in his palms. Luke let one hand skim down her waist, holding
her backside, guiding her gently as she rocked above him.

When she sped up, moved faster above him, Luke knew he was a goner. He
looked at her face, eyes closed, neck arched back.

If this wasn’t heaven, then he’d be damned if he knew what was.
 

Saskia stretched out an arm and squinted. Then stretched.

Oh my.
She glanced down, realized she was naked beneath the
blanket covering her, and that the vehicle was moving. Which meant she probably
had a couple of minutes before Luke realized she was awake.

Luke
. There was a reason that name made her entire body flush,
made her cheeks flood with heat. Because what she’d done with him, what had
happened, was something that would probably make her toes curl for the rest of
her life. In a good way, definitely in a good way…
just with a good measure
of embarrassment
.

She shifted sideways, trying not to fall over, and reached for her
underwear. She slipped her panties on, then her bra, but the rest of her
clothes weren’t quite so handy. Which meant she was going to have to face Luke.
After what they’d done it shouldn’t have worried her, but still – she wasn’t
exactly used to chatting with a man after sex. The only man she’d ever done
that with was her ex-husband, and they’d been together for months as teenagers
before even getting to second base.

“Hey.”

Saskia gulped, eyes seeking him out. “I can’t believe I fell asleep.”

She kept the blanket wrapped around herself and wiggled through to the front
passenger seat. She retrieved her jeans from where they were slung and reached
for her T-shirt and sweater, yanking them over her head quickly.

“Come here.” Luke glanced at her, his smile sending a fresh wave of goose
bumps down her spine. Only this time it wasn’t from embarrassment.

She sidled closer, shy, but when Luke put his arm out she let him curl it
around her. She tucked into the warmth of him and shut her eyes. She had nothing
to be embarrassed about, she knew that, but what had just happened was so far
out of her comfort zone it was hard to act nonchalant.

“Where are we?” she asked, mumbling into his sweater.

Luke squeezed her around the shoulders and left his arm there, slung around
her as she sat between the seats. “By my calculations we should have less than
an hour before we hit Buffalo.”

Oh my God.
Saskia glanced at her wristwatch, hardly able to
believe how late it was. “So we’re actually going to make it?”

Luke grinned down at her, dropping a quick kiss to her lips before
focusing on the road again. “Yeah,” he said softly. “I think I might actually
have a chance of getting you there for dinner.”

Saskia choked up, she couldn’t help it. Tears sprang into her eyes, made
her blink furiously to try to shed them. “I’m so sorry I fell asleep. I can’t
believe we’ve come so far, and I’ve probably snored through the whole trip.”

Luke didn’t seem to care. “You were tired, it’s fine,” he said. “And I figured
you were better to sleep so you can stay up all night with Jack if you want
to.”

Before she had to leave again
. That’s what he wasn’t saying, but
it was true. Because she wouldn’t even have 24 hours with Jack before she had
to turn around and leave.