Touching Ghost (SEALs On Fire) (3 page)

Wicked sensation blasted through her body from that point of contact. It wound through her core, into her belly to settle deliciously in her empty, aching pussy. Ren knew what she needed and how she wanted it as he stroked erogenous spots she hadn’t known she possessed. His fingers caressed her sides, her back, and cruised tauntingly over her belly. One fervent slide and he was there…just there.

A tiny whimper of need whipped from her lips when he touched her pussy and Sadie’s cry seemed to spur him on. Ren dipped his hand beneath her skirt, slid beneath the elastic of her panties to touch aching flesh that creamed for him. Fingers thrust deep, plunging through creamy flesh that ached for more. Instinctively, her inner muscles tightened with each thrust and withdrawal.

“Ren.”

His name had no sooner left her lips than he drew back, a low curse on his lips, to whip her tee shirt over her head and toss it aside. Her skirt was next, along with her sandals, until she stood by the bed wearing only the skimpiest of panties and her bra.

“Take ‘em off for me.”

Sadie swallowed, wishing she’d managed to shed that last fifteen pounds from her most recent diet. Gathering her courage, she noted the fierce, possessive look in Ren’s eyes and reached behind her to unsnap the hook of her bra. When it slid down her arms, she let it fall to the floor and looked at him with all the bravery she could muster.

Ren’s laser-sharp gaze centered on breasts that she knew were more than a handful. They’d been closer than two people could be while growing up, but this was different. Sexual tension filled the scant space between them.

“You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen, honey.” The words were rough, raw. Expectation of what would come next swamped her, and her always vivid imagination went wild as she slipped her thumbs into the sides of her panties and pushed them over her hips and down her legs. “Hooyah.”

“Is
hooyah
a good thing?” Sadie’s voice shook.

“It means I love what I see and want to fuck you until you’re screaming my name.” Ren slid a hot look over her exposed flesh and nodded sharply. “Hooyah.”

Blunt. She loved a blunt man and this one in particular. Knowing the time for conversation was over, she stiffened slightly as he grabbed her up and kissed her as if his life depended upon it. He lifted her, wrapped one forearm beneath her ass, and she could do nothing but cling as he devoured her lips, tasted her tongue, and nipped gently at her bottom lip. Her wet, aching sex was plastered to his hard abs, and his erection brushed her ass, but she had little time to enjoy the feel of his body pressed to hers. In two quick strides, he moved to the mattress, reached down with on hand, and tossed the covers to the foot of the bed.

Oh yes!

Flat on her back, she looked up at him through a shadowy light that only served to emphasize his big body. But she didn’t have long to enjoy the show as her senses went on overload. Her fingers actually twitched to touch his rock-hard body.

Ren came over her in the bed, and she met the action with a sigh as all that warm flesh pressed to hers. “I wondered about this,” she said. “You feel so good.”

He didn’t speak. His eyes traced her face, settling on the curve of her lips before he bent to taste them again. Giving in to the strongest desire she’d ever known, Sadie flattened her palms against the bulging muscle of his upper back then sent them lower to the test the feel of all that satiny skin. Touching him this way was the sweetest of thrills.

Lowering his mouth to her throat and shoulders, he then transferred his lips to her aching breasts. The breath she held expelled slowly as her pleasure surged.

“My nipples. Suck my nipples,” she whispered, amazed at her boldness.

Ren made a rough sound before dragging his tongue, his lips around her areola and scraping his teeth over the aching peaks. Wicked sensation tore through her, blasting from her breasts, through her core and straight to her drenched pussy.

Sadie bowed her back against the firm mattress, silently willing him to do what she most needed, and he responded by taking a nipple into his mouth and drawing it deep. The sucking action against the aching bud dragged a whimper from her throat. Her fingers dug into the mighty fine curves of his ass, clinging to him, never wanting him to stop.

Giving in to the demands of her body, Sadie opened her legs wider and swooped her calves over his heavy thighs, and then, arching upward, rubbed her pussy against his hard erection.

“Damn.” The word burst from Ren’s throat as he moved slow and hard against her aching flesh. He continued tormenting her, dragging the heavy head of his erection over her clit until she writhed beneath him. Without warning, he went to his knees between her open thighs and reached for a condom. He’d just brought it to his teeth when Sadie gripped the tiny square and shook her head.

“Not yet. I have to touch you, Ren.”

The condom had to go. At least for now because she couldn’t wait a minute longer to touch him as she wanted. Plucking the rubber from his fingers, she laid it aside then reached for his heavy stalk. It seemed to pulse against her palm as if it had a life of its own. Sadie fisted her hand around it and watched his eyes close as she began to play. Dragging her hand, squeezing and releasing, alternating the pressure, she sent her other hand into action and found his balls. The sacs were hard, drawn up tightly against his body. A low moan broke from Ren’s lips.

“Stop.” He reached down, removed her hands from his dick, then moved low enough to plant his lips on her belly and rest his cheek there. The stubble on his jaw rubbed her tender skin, gently abrading. Sadie caught her breath then released it when he bit gently and sucked that soft flesh into his mouth.

Busy fingers brushed over her inner thighs, drawing little circles that moved higher and higher. Sadie knew she was wet there. Her body had begun to cream with their first kiss in the hallway and hadn’t stopped since. His fingertips inched nearer to her pussy, and he looked up. Their eyes connected over the expanse of her naked torso. “I’m gonna eat you out, darlin’. You ready?”

Ready?

Oh. My. God.

Chapter Three

Sadie’s body made his cock sit up and howl.

From the moment she’d stripped down to all that beautiful bare skin, he’d wanted to jump her sweet bones, thrust deep, high, and hard and never venture back into reality. For as long as he’d known her, she had tried one diet then moved on to another, but Sadie was a downright misguided female. Everything about her made his libido rock and roll. She was hourglass perfect and sweet as sugar.

Ren gripped her thighs and parted them enough to accommodate his big body then drew his tongue over the insides, collecting the moisture there. She was wet. Perfect. The scent of her was familiar yet somehow completely new and complex, curling through his senses. He slipped his hands beneath her knees then dragged them over his shoulders, opening her completely to whatever he wanted. He’d dreamed of this moment, dreamed of sex with Sadie, but they’d all paled in comparison to the real deal.

Her drenched pussy, glistened pink in the shadowy light. Ren buried his face against her, inhaling, reveling.

“I can’t believe this,” she gasped.

“Believe it. Now, hang on.” His lips moved against her weeping slit when he spoke, and Sadie shivered in response.

Going to work on assuring her pleasure, and his, Ren swept her labia with the sides of his thumbs, parted her, and drew his tongue over her melting flesh. Sadie went still. Breathing over her skin, he licked slowly, again and again, before focusing his attention on her clit. It was swollen and slick as he drew his tongue over and around, finally drawing it between his lips to suck.

“Oh, my God! Ren.”

Sadie writhed against the bedding, pushing up against his mouth. Inspired, he sucked harder, teased mercilessly then rimmed her entrance with a fingertip. Her pussy clenched. Ren thrust the finger deep, then added another as her muscles clenched and released in little spasms that only foreshadowed what was to come. Increasing the pressure of lips and tongue on her clit, he felt her body tense then pick up the pace, going wild. She was close.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” he whispered. Ren went back to work on her clit as she sent her fingers into his hair and tugged. Her heels dug into his upper back, and she pushed upward again, whimpering his name.

“Ren. Ren. Oh please. Yes. Yes.”

Sadie flew apart with a sharp cry and, needing to bring her down gently, Ren kept his lips on her, using his tongue on the throbbing flesh until she relaxed. The soft panting sounds she made spurred him into action, and he fumbled among the bed linens, finally locating the condom. Tenderly, he moved her legs from their perch on his shoulders before coming to his knees to roll protection into place.

“Do it again, Sadie.”

He positioned the head of his erection against her and, after fisting his hand around the base of his cock, dragged it over her sensitized flesh. Wicked, sexual impulses raced down his back to settle in his balls. They were tight, hard, and Ren was sick of dicking around. He’d waited for years, and now he had sweet Sadie right where he wanted her. Emotion infused with raw sexual need surged through his body as he rammed his cock home.

Tight.

She was so tight.

“Sadie.” Setting his lips along her exposed throat, Ren whispered her name. A pulse beat there, a pulse that hammered faster and faster, telling him without words that her blood raced as wildly as his own. An honorable man wouldn’t have started this sex business with a woman like Sadie, but it was too late to turn back now. She was too tempting, representing the best part of his life. How could a man say no to that? Unfortunately, there could be nothing but this time between them. Here and now. That was it.

With every heavy stroke into her body, he cursed his inability to do the right thing where she was concerned. She deserved better than a life spent sitting by the phone, waiting for word that he was safe and actually returning to her in one piece. Later, he’d pull out these thoughts and study them, but he just couldn’t do it now. Intense pleasure curled through his system as he slammed home again and again. Pussy muscles clenched tightly over her needy cock, and Ren swiftly prayed he’d last long enough to make her come apart for him again.

Worried he might be too heavy, he propped himself up onto his elbows and realized immediately it was a big mistake. Huge. Ren knew he’d never get the image of Sadie lost in pleasure out of his head. Her brilliant eyes were at half-mast and tears coursed from her eyes to dot the thick ridges of her lashes. Panting softy, she managed a dreamy smile that damn near yanked his heart out of his chest. Anticipation built as savage need, the urge to possess poured through him.

“More. Harder, Ren.”

Answering her plea, he rose to kneel between her thighs, then gripping her behind her knees, he lifted. The action enabled him to plow deeper into her body, and Sadie’s wild cries caused something untamed to break free until his thrusts reached ramming speed. Her body quivered like a drawn bow. Close. She was close.

“I love fucking you. Love it. Come for me, darlin’. Now.”

Sadie’s eyes went wide as she suddenly gasped and went still. Ren showed no mercy. Pressing his pubic bone hard to her clit, he rotated and rubbed, and that was all it took. Her body spasmed with her release and clenched his aching cock until a groan was wrenched from his throat. Pleasure raced over his flesh, heated his blood. How had he lived so long without this? The feel of this woman beneath him?

Tingles zipped through his balls, a flash fire burning until it swept his spine. His cock pulsed with the need to spurt his cum in a flood of release. Ren sped with her to the brink of pleasure and then over it to tumble head over ass in love.

****

The room Sadie had booked for the next few days featured one of those cool oversized garden tubs. Lucky her. She hadn’t expected to put the thing to such spectacularly good use. She’d hoped but not expected. Snuggled together in the big bath with only the soft glow of a tiny light illuminating the room seemed like heaven. Steam rose from the water rolling over them both. Ren’s arms twined, wet and warm around her body.

“So why do they call you Ghost? Your SEAL friends?” Sadie ran her hands over his forearms, pushing away drops of water, until her hands lay over his. Only in her wildest, naughtiest dreams had she ever conjured something like this exact moment. Sighing deeply, she lolled back against all those inches of warm, bare, very sexy flesh.

Imagination was a poor substitute for the real thing.

For years, she’d wondered how it would feel to be held by him, to have sex with him. Now that she’d experienced the reality of it, she knew, deep in her heart, that her life would never be the same. “I know you can’t divulge details of the work you do but, come on, give a girl a break. A crumb please?”

Ren laughed and adjusted his legs around her body until they had a perfect fit. “Pushy little thing, aren’t you?” He paused for a second then scooped up her hands and, after twining his fingers with hers, settled them over her bare belly. “Since I’m fluent in Arabic, I’m the guy who goes into tribal areas and into towns to mingle with folks. Basically, I’m a spy.” Ren shrugged. “Once we know where the bad guys are hiding out and what their plans might be, we can move on them. So they call me Ghost.”

“I understand how you could blend in. You’re so dark, but what about your eyes? They’re gray.”

“Contacts. Not a big deal. Once I’m dressed to fit the part, I blend in.”

Sadie found it hard to imagine Ren ever just
blending in.
He was a commanding guy. Even as a kid, people had watched him, and it wasn’t just because he had that bad-boy reputation. His dark good looks and the proud way in which he carried himself earned him a lot of attention and she doubted that had changed much.

“Sounds dangerous.”

Ren kissed her wet hair as she nestled closer. “Don’t worry about it. Just doing my job.”

Don’t worry about it?