“Fucking beautiful.” The deep, almost roughened resonance in his voice pulled her back from wherever his spell had taken her.
Her eyes opened, and she looked up at him. Her heart felt as though it would burst when she caught sight of the look in his gorgeous blue eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” she told him.
He was beautiful, inside and out. One of the best examples of God’s work in the flesh. A good, sweet, selfless man. A patriot.
My hero.
“Shit!” Chase exclaimed, his entire demeanor changing on a dime.
“What’s wrong?”
“Condom.” He gave a frustrated shake of his head. “I don’t have one. I wasn’t expecting us to…”
“Have sex?” Scottie snickered, relieved he hadn’t changed his mind about being with her. “I thought SEALs were like Boy Scouts. You know…always prepared?”
The playful glare filling his gaze only made her laugh harder.
“Iamprepared,” he informed her. “My SIG’s right over there.” He motioned with a tilt of his head.
The gun. He’s talking about his gun.
An all-too-recent memory rolled past. Chase standing behind Tommy Gallo. His black pistol shoved against the back of the other man’s head.
Don’t go there, Scottie. Not now.
“That’s not what I meant,” she teased, pushing the other thought out of her mind. “But it’s okay. I’m on the pill. And I haven’t been with anyone in over a year.”
Surprise flickered past his widened gaze. But then his expression softened, and the corners of those delicious lips curved as he admitted, “It’s been several months for me, and I promise I used a condom. I’vealwaysused them.” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Every time.”
“Me, too,” she promised.
Was it bad that she was secretly giddy over the fact that she’d be the first to know what it felt like to make love to Chase Boyer without a single thing between them? Scottie didn’t think so.
“If you aren’t comfortable with this, we can sto?—”
She kissed him to shut him up. “I trust you, Chase.”
With my life.
A flurry of emotions filled his entrancing stare. His lips pressed against hers once more before he told her, “I trust you, too, sugar.”
Now that they had that covered…
Scottie held his gaze, sliding a hand between their bodies. Chase hissed in a sharp breath when she found him hard and hot. The tiny bead of moisture on the tip was a sign that he was more than ready.
She aligned his body with hers. Their eyes remained locked with one another’s.
Chase eased his hips forward, entering her slowly. Inch by careful inch, he allowed her body time to adjust to his size. It took a few tries, but when he became fully seated, Scottie felt as if she’d finally found the one place she truly belonged.
His guttural moan echoed off the bedroom walls as his hips thrust forward and back in an unhurried rhythm. It didn’t take long, however, for him to pick up the pace. And when he did…
“God, baby.” He spoke between thrusts. “You feel…so…good.”
“So do you,” she panted, finding it harder and harder to breathe.
Not because he was going too fast or crushing her with his weight. It was the overwhelming emotions swarming her entire being as she and Chase continued making love.