Navy SEAL, Nic Hale, is happy. Just ask him. As the youngest member of the team he has the world by the tail, and a date every night of the week. Leaving him wide open to the team’s ribbing. No one would ever know it’s a role he plays to try to forget the woman who stole his heart years ago.
When Night Storm is called in to rescue a busload of kidnapped university students in the Mexican jungle, a mission Nic can sink his teeth into. That is until he finds out his high school sweetheart, the love who was ripped from him, is one of the hostages and all bets are off. Will he be able to save her before they finally have a shot at happiness?
This is the sixth book in the Night Storm Navy SEAL series. It is an Action Adventure Romance that can be read as a stand-alone.
EXCERPT
Nic’s sleep was fraught with dreams. Everything that Alice had said stirred up old memories. All he could think about was the girl he had once loved with his whole heart. Who was he kidding, she was the woman he still loved. He hit his pillow and rolled over, willing himself to go back to sleep.
“Shhhh, it’s going to be okay, Baby.” Nic stroked his hand down her delicate back. This was the furthest they had ever taken things.
She looked up at him, her eyes sheened with tears. “I don’t want to wait anymore,” she whispered. Her trembling hand reached up to cup his cheek. “I’m not scared Nic. I love you more than anything or anyone on this earth.”
Nic’s heart pumped up at least three sizes.
The lush feel of her naked breasts against his chest felt sublime. Ever so slowly she undulated against him, and he felt her turgid nipples scrape against his skin. He groaned.
“Are you all right?” she whispered. He looked at her to see if she was teasing, and found that she was sincerely worried about him.
He gave her the best smile that he was able. “Move again a couple of times, and let’s find out.”
Dawning comprehension lit up her face and she grinned as she shimmied against him once again. Nic had a strong sense of fairness, so he took one lush breast in his hand and thumbed her nipple, glorying in her moan of pleasure.
“Are you all right?” he asked with a devilish grin.
“Do it a few more times, and I’ll let you know.” Her voice was a siren’s song.
He did, again and again, his thumb swirled around her tightening bud, until he couldn’t stand it a minute longer and he swooped down and took the tip into his mouth and sucked.
She covered her mouth with the back of her wrist. There was no need. They were in his bed and no one was home. “I want to hear you.”
Her chestnut hair drifted across his pillow as she shook her head. He went back and sucked harder. This time she let out a soft shriek. He smiled against her soft flesh. Camilla was everything to him.
“More, Nic. More.” She moved so that her denim covered legs rested on either side of his hips, nestling his erection against her core. If it hadn’t been for their jeans, they’d be making love. She was driving him crazy.
He’d known Cami Ross for almost two years, but it had seemed like a lifetime. Everything about her enticed him, enthralled him, but there wasn’t a chance in hell he was going to take this any further tonight or any other night until he put an engagement ring on her finger. He wanted their future settled.
“You know the rules, our pants stay on,” he whispered with a grimace.
“I don’t like those rules anymore. They’re stupid rules. I turned eighteen last month. We’re graduating in three weeks. Those rules don’t apply anymore.”
Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, he looked deep into her sky blue eyes. “Those rules do matter. It’s a matter of honor. My honor matters to me. Your honor matters to me.”
She bit her bottom lip. Cami did that when she was worried or thinking about something. If her fingers weren’t tangled in his hair, she’d be twirling her own.
“I would never do anything that would have you do something that would break your code of honor,” she said at last. “But what are we waiting for? Graduation?”
“You’ll see, be patient.” But even with their jeans on, he knew what he could do, Cami was so sensual and close to coming, that he could help her fly over the edge, it wouldn’t take much. He kissed away the frown on her brow, and she relaxed. His lips feathered down along her jaw, and her lips sought his. How could he resist the taste of her plump sweet lips? He lingered for an open-mouthed kiss that communicated so much. It was clear, that their hearts belonged to one another.
One hand cupped her cheek, while the other slid along the outside of her leg, coaxing it to wrap around his waist. He groaned into her mouth as he felt her heat through the layers of denim. He prayed that the steel of his zipper would hold, otherwise he would burst through his jeans. He gripped her butt, the one that drove him insane when she walked in front of him. Once again Nic took the tip of her breast in his mouth, but this time he gently raked it with her teeth, and she pushed up against him.
“Holy hell.”
He grinned. She rarely swore, so he knew he was getting to her. Wait until she felt what was coming next.
Nic started a slow slide against her core, up and down, it exactly matching the licks that he was now bestowing on her nipple. Sweat broke out on his forehead, as he worked to maintain control.
“What are y-y-you doing?” she stuttered.
He didn’t answer, he just continued. Up and down.
Stroke.
Lick.
Stroke.
Until she was moaning. Nic took a moment away from her breast so he could look into her eyes. Her irises had turned a dark navy, her gaze hazy with passion.
“Don’t stop.”
“I’m not.”
Her hands shot up and gripped his hair, pulling his head back down toward her breast, mashing it close for a harder touch then before. Was their any man on earth who could have resisted? He took the rose tipped nub into his mouth and sucked, twirling his tongue around her nipple. Her taste was exquisite.
Cami’s grip changed, now she was petting his head, running her fingers through his hair, her nails were driving him insane. The more she did it, the more his lower body lost its rhythm, and he found himself pushing against her uncontrollably.
Now she had both legs clutched around him, as she worked in tandem with each movement.
I’m going to lose it. I haven’t lost control since I was thirteen!
Her sighs and moans intermingled with her pleas.
“Nic…please,” she begged in a husky tone that didn’t sound like her at all. She clutched him harder, and he fell under her spell, all he could think about was giving her pleasure. Anything that would physically convey what mere words couldn’t. Afterall, how could he tell her that his heart had started beating when he had met her? That she was the other half of his soul and in her eyes he saw his future, the man he wanted to be. For her.
He pressed harder and bit gently at her nipple as his other hand tugged at her other turgid tip, and then she cried out his name as she shattered beneath him. Peace overwhelmed him. It was as if her pleasure boomeranged back to him, in an all-encompassing circle. He moved up and cradled her in his arms. Kissing her tears away.
“I’ve got you.”
“Always?” Her voice was faint.
“Always,” he promised.
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