Tempting Target: Heart of a SEAL Read Free

licked her lips with a quick swipe of his tongue and growled like he liked her flavor.
     
    “No need to be sorry it was on your list, right?” His lips crushed into hers, and it was unlike any kiss she’d ever had. Most of the first kisses that she was a part of started off slowly and were soft and sensual, but this one was a completely different animal. She could barely get her brain to replay what he’d just said, and she didn’t want to because she knew that she would be embarrassed if she did.
     
    The venue was dark with only a few quasi-lit torches here and there, but they were in one of the darkest spots. He brought his hand up to cup her breast, and she whimpered when he found her hardened nipple through her clothes and squeezed it firmly. She broke away from his kiss and sucked in a deep breath.
     
    He didn’t say anything, and she felt like she was lost in a storm.
     
    “Did you like that?” His voice was huskier now, and he sounded a bit out of breath. That made her feel a bit more at ease because her body felt like it was in the middle of a riot, awakened with sensations and ready to beg for more.
     
    Emmy nodded her head and then stared at his mouth. She wanted more, but he was just sitting there. “Yes. I did like it.” She hoped that giving him verbal consent would make him continue the onslaught of pleasure she knew he could give her.
     
    He sat back in the seat and moved his hand from her breast and from around her neck, and she wondered if she’d done something wrong. Maybe he was just in from a long deployment and was shocked that he would have gone for someone with a few extra pounds and as plain as her. She refused to be upset about that. People liked what they liked, and he couldn’t help it if she didn’t fit the bill, but neither could she.
     
    When he turned his body toward her his hand settled on her thigh, and she wondered if he was going to tell her something or if he was just trying to ease her body down from the euphoric high she’d thought it was about to go on. She didn’t look at him, but after a few minutes, she could feel him slowly hiking up the long skirt she’d worn for her long trip. It was a free-flowing skirt that was comfortable and cute in her opinion. When her skirt was gathered around her waist, she looked down to watch his fingers walk across her thighs toward her panties. It was almost mesmerizing, and she opened her legs just a little in anticipation of him reaching what she hoped was his destination.
     
    “Good girl,” he whispered, and she shivered a little with the force of her arousal.
     
    She watched those two fingers like her next breath depended on them touching her, but that touch didn’t come. Emmy looked over at Matt, hoping the question she had was showing on her face because she didn’t think she would be able to voice that question out loud.
     
    The smile he bestowed upon her seemed bright in the dim room, but he moved his fingers the few inches needed to get to the place she wanted him to be. If she thought he was going to just dive in like he did with that kiss, she was mistaken. Running his thick finger up and down the seam of her no-no place was sensual and decadent. He was acting like he had all the time in the world, and they weren’t in a public place.
     
    “Is this what you meant when you wrote you wanted to have sex with a stranger?” he asked softly.
     
    The gasp was so loud that came from her throat she looked around to see if anyone else had heard her or were looking at what they were doing. They must not have because the world didn’t stop and the fingers she thought would be pointed at her weren’t there.
     
    “I… how did you read that so quickly? I thought I got to it before you could see it.”
     
    “I’m pretty good at reading quickly, and the pink piece of paper you’ve been holding like a lifeline since I saw you captured my interest, but you didn’t answer my question.”
     
    What question? He was