Hot SEALs: Through Her Eyes by Delilah Devlin

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    Piper wanted so badly to pluck the other tip with her fingers, give it a good pinch to double the pleasure his mouth gave. But he beat her to it, and his fingers weren’t gentle, pinching hard and pulling, then letting her breast bounce back.
    Wolf repeated it several times, until she couldn’t help rolling her head side-to-side, couldn’t stop from jerking her hips beneath him. He moved to the other breast and latched his mouth around the over-sensitized areola and sucked so hard her toes curled and her eyes shut tight. “Oh-oh-oh!” Then he pulled back and let her nipple slide free, and she fell back, delirious with pleasure and a sudden intake of oxygen.
    He kissed one tip, then the other, then gave her a heavy-lidded stare. “Wish I had clamps. I’d screw them on tight and leave them there for a bit. Bet I could make you come with one skinny finger fucking you.”
    “Since you don’t have a skinny finger, we’ll never know.” His one-sided grin tugged a lazy smile from her. “Guess I shouldn’t dare you when I’m dying for you to get busy somewhere else.”
    “Think you know what I’ll do next?”
    “A girl can have dreams.”
    “I’d hate to be too predictable. You’d get bored.”
    “Baby, I’m not bored. What I am is very, very wet,” she whispered and gave him a slow, sexy eye blink.
    He sighed and nudged his thighs between hers, opening her legs. “Hand me those pillows.”
    Piper blew a stream of air between her pursed lips. Her groin was nearly cramping from tightening so hard. She reached and snagged both thick pillows and handed them to Wolf, then planted her feet in the mattress and lifted her hips high as he bunched them under her hips.
    Several moments passed as he arranged her legs, knees bent and widespread, her pussy tilted just so.
    He took so long, she knew he was enjoying staring at her open sex. “Take a picture,” she muttered.
    With a gentle caress, he touched the edge of one thin, inner lip. “Do you know these look like a flower? An orchid, I think.
    “They stick out,” she said, wrinkling her nose. He would have to focus on a part of her anatomy that bothered her.
    “Can you feel them when you walk or sit?”
    How does he know? She watched his expression for a reaction. “Sometimes, I guess.”
    “Does the pressure turn you on?”
    “Probably in the same way your cock does when it rubs against your pants.”
    “Huh.” He fingered the edges again. “It’s pretty—your cunt. I want to suck on it for a long time.”
    He’d said the “C” word, something she’d have taken offense with any other man, but he said the epithet so matter-of-factly, and his expression was nearly reverent as he feathered her cunt , she didn’t mind one bit. “I want you to suck it, too, but not for a long time.”
    His hands caressed her inner thighs and pushed, widening her again. “I can see inside you. I can see your asshole. Do you know what I’m going to do?”
    A burning sensation attacked her eyes. She’d have refused anyone else. She loved sex, fucking, but some acts were too intimate. Her insides quaked at the idea. “You want to touch me there.”
    “I want to do more than that. But I’m getting ahead of myself.”
    “That freaking list.” She forced a teasing note into her voice.
    “Tell me you wouldn’t be disappointed if I wasn’t so single-minded.”
    Piper gave a laugh that was close to a sob, but she stretched out her arms to either side, signaling her surrender, and then watched as he again moved downward, resting on his elbows as he fingered her labia—outer and inner, stroking up and down her waxed-bare lips. She couldn’t help the involuntary clenching of her entrance when he lowered his head and licked between her tender folds.
    His tongue glided from the bottom to the top, fluttering on her clit, before he gave her another long stroke. He did this several times, and she found it oddly soothing. But then he hooked a finger in her entrance and