Page 9 of A SEAL’s Vigilant Heart

Mason cupped her cheek.

“Tonight I need to touch you.”

He kissed the side of her lips.

“I need to kiss you.”

He stroked downwards until he was cupping her breast, his thumb lazily brushed forays around her nipple.

“I need to caress you.”

Mason smiled as Sophia moaned in pleasure. Then he groaned, as she shifted her hand and began to stroke up and down, measuring his need.

“I need to caress you too, Mason.”

She bent forward and licked one flat nipple, and he shuddered in response.

“I need to kiss you.”

He pulled her hand away from his erection, knowing he wouldn’t last if she continued to caress him. He drew both of her arms up so they twined around his neck, and gave her the kiss they both needed. A butterfly soft brush of lips, teasing and tantalizing until they both opened and sighed. The kiss morphed into a languid play of tongues, seducing and loving. For long minutes they pressed closer and closer together, their mouths gently gliding in a passionate mating confirming they were once again back together.

Sophia whimpered, and Mason tasted salt.

“Baby, what is it? What’s wrong?”

“It’s too much.” Her nails bit into his neck, and her nipples were pebbled against his chest. He’d been so intent on not rushing her, on holding back his own passion so she could have the time and gentleness he thought she needed, that he hadn’t realized she was as hungry as he was.

Mason eased her down onto their bed. His fingers slid into the silk of her hair, spreading it across the pillow, loving the way the golden strands contrasted against the blue colored cotton. She grasped his short hair so he was forced to look at her.

“Play later, I need you now,” she said in a voice hoarse with want. In all of their time together, he’d never seen this level of intensity.

“Sophia?”

“I could have lost you,” her voice broke, and her eyes slammed shut. She bit her lip and swallowed. When she opened them again, they were bright with unshed tears. “Please don’t make me beg, Mason.”

“Never, baby. Never.” He shifted, and found a welcome between her already spread thighs. “I need this as badly as you do.” He began the slow slide into her body, she was soft, silky, and responsive. It felt like he was truly coming home.

“So good,” she murmured as she lifted her knees and clutched him. “All the way Mason, don’t hold back.”

Finally, they were as close as two people could be, and he groaned with satisfaction. “You’re perfect, Sophia.”

“You’re my Mason. My white knight. You’re the one who’s perfect.” His heart went into overdrive. He wanted to be that for her. He needed to be that for her. Then all higher thought went out the window as she clenched around him.

“Again, baby. Do it again.” She gave him a sultry smile.

He pushed in, and she cried out, her neck arched as she clenched again. They continued the dance, pleasuring one another, higher and higher.

“More, Mason,” she gasped. He lowered his head and licked her nipple. She began to pant. She raised her legs and locked her ankles around his hips. He began the final drive, taking them upwards.

He looked into the emerald depths of her eyes and saw his past, his future, his forever and knew no matter what, she was the only thing in the world that truly mattered.

“I love you, Sophia,” he cried. They crashed into heaven together.

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Lying in Mason’s arms, having him stroke her hair was almost, almost, as good as making love with him. She pressed her ear against his chest and listened to the beat of his heart.

“So what did you do while I was gone?”