SEAL: A BWWM BAD BOY NAVY SEAL ROMANCE (9 page)

 
 

CHAPTER ELEVEN

 

CALI

 

Now there’s the bad boy I’ve been
waiting for!
Devlin
Danes had just given me the orgasm of my life, and he hadn’t even used his cock
yet. I could only imagine the wild things he planned to do to me when he
eventually got me alone in a room with a bed.

 

I had to give him credit, that’s for sure. He had done quite
an amazing job of reining himself in all evening, in a genuine effort “to take
things more slowly” (as he put it this afternoon), and not scare me off. I
think it had probably been a monumental undertaking for him, actually. He was a
bona fide sex machine and there was simply no hiding it.

 

Now, it was time to cap this evening off with what we had
both been
honestly
waiting for. If he
hadn’t already reserved a room in the hotel, prior to our date, I would have
fainted from the shock. Devlin was not to be underestimated. Seducing and bedding
women was his forte. He had probably even had special military ambush training
on the subject.

 

I played coy as we left the restaurant and entered the
elevator. Devlin pushed the button for level 49; just one floor down.
 
I pretended not to notice, as I nibbled
his ear and shook the cute little take-out box, neatly tied with string. I was quite
curious about the tasty little dessert treat that was inside. The doors opened
and he took my hand as we exited. He led me down the corridor a little way,
before sheepishly surprising me with a very sweet question:

 

“Cali Jamison, will you spend the night with me, tonight?
 
And, I mean the
entire
night. I promise I won’t leave you this time?”

 

I answered him by kissing him like a woman would kiss her long-lost
lover returning from war. Because, that’s what it felt like. And I felt like a
woman in love.
An incredibly fucking
horny woman in love!

 

My deliriously happy lover hastily swiped the keycard in the
door slot of room 4903, and swept me up in his arms. Then, he kicked the door
wide-open and carried me across the threshold like a new bride.

 

The suite was spectacular, with a view to match. And much to
my delight, my Prince Charming had transformed into the true sex-crazed wolf
that he was:

 

My slinky dress landed on a large potted plant in the corner,
leaving me in nothing but a sheer lace
cami
that I’d
worn beneath. His neatly pressed shirt was catapulted into the wet bar sink. I
have no idea where our shoes ended up.

 

Devlin flung his gorgeous naked body backward onto the
luxurious bed, grabbing me and pulling me down on top of him as he fell. He
kissed me long and hard and passionately. Then he propped me up into a sitting
position, so that I straddled his hips.

 

He slowly slid both hands up my thighs until they reached my hips.

 

“And now…. finally
…..
what I’ve been
waiting to see, Cali.”

 

To my incredible surprise, Devlin didn’t rip off my
cami
. Instead, he very tentatively and tenderly lifted the
lace garment and slid it up, little by little, like he was unveiling a piece of
priceless art. He raised it, slowly and methodically, up over my head, arms,
and finally past my fingertips, never once taking his eyes off of me even for a
second. Then he gently placed it on the bed right beside him, without dropping
his gaze. I watched his dark eyes drink in every inch of my body as his pupils
dilated with arousal.

 

His large man fingers sweetly traced the curves of my
breasts, waist, tummy and hips. He paused for a few seconds, softly cupping
both of my breasts in his strong hands and studying them like he was committing
them to memory.

 

“Fuck, your body is even more beautiful than I imagined
Cali.”

 

I bit my lower lip and smiled devilishly.

 

 
“Why don’t you
tell me exactly what you want me to do.”

 

I wanted him to fuck me… I wanted him to fuck me more than
anything in the whole damn world… But before I could speak I watched him lick
his lips ever so subtly.

 

I suddenly wanted something very different. No man had ever
really taken his time on me. They always made sex about their own pleasure… But
I knew Devlin would be different.

 

“Devlin, I want you to lick me until I can’t breathe. Make me
cum all over your lips.”

 

Devlin abruptly grabbed hold of my hips and slid me forward
until I was seated smack-dab on his face; squarely on top of his very
dirty-minded mouth.

 

His wild tongue darted in and out of me with amazing agility.
He ran it in circles all around my clit and worked his mouth into my wet folds,
tugging and pulling with his soft lips, over and over. I felt like I was going
to spin off of his face like a top. I dug my nails deeper into his shoulders,
trying to anchor myself. Nothing could have prepared me for this.

 

Oh my GOD.

 

I screamed and moaned his name as he sucked, lapped and
slurped up my creamy juices with what could only be described as sheer gusto. Devlin
was getting off just from tasting me. I came so many times, by the time he finished
with me I collapsed into a heap. The night was young, and I was already
exhausted.

 

“That might have been the best desert I’ve ever had…………
 
Speaking of which…….........where did I
put that?”

 

Devlin laughed and wiped his mouth with his forearm, as he bounced
out of bed with the sudden realization that he probably left the dessert box
somewhere near the entrance door.
 
I
had a lovely view of his chiseled, v-shaped back and perfectly rounded ass as
he went in search of it.

 

It was then that I noticed the large, elaborate tattoo that
stretched between his shoulder blades. Obviously, I had never seen it before
because Devlin had been wearing a shirt every time we were together.

 

“Hey, come back here, Mister, and let me check out your
tattoo.”

 

On his way back across the room, I got a chance to fully
appreciate and admire Devlin’s exquisite shaft. It was quite the fine specimen
of manhood. I felt my wetness return just thinking about taking a joyride on his
massive dick.

 

He returned with the little box in hand and sat on the edge
of the bed, with his back facing me, so I could examine it. I ran my fingers
over the intricate design, and recognized it as the Navy SEAL Trident insignia
that I had seen on the website the other night: An eagle landing on an anchor,
with its wings outstretched and its talons gripping an intersecting trident and
gun barrel.

 

“Wow, Devlin. This is awesome. It’s really, really sexy. Looks
like you have a few cuts and scars on it, though. What did you do? Snag your
back on some barbed wire or something?”

 

I chuckled at my cleverness.

 

“Not exactly…
…..

 

When he turned toward me, his expression was one of guilt and
embarrassment. And then it dawned on me. Scratches; from fingernails.
DUH! They were women’s fingernail marks!

 

“Sorry I asked. I’m so stupid!”

 

Devlin ignored my last comment as he loosened the tiny string
from the dessert box and lifted the top. Inside were two large crème puffs with
a small plastic container of dark chocolate sauce. He reached over and set the
box on the nightstand without even tasting its contents.
What the fuck? I thought we were going to eat them?

 

“Why did you put the box over there,
Devlin?”

 

“I’m too hungry for dessert right
now.”

 

The wild animal in Devlin had instantly returned with a look
of insatiable lust in its eyes. I loved that look, even though I was a little
afraid of it. He pinned me down in the sheets and started devouring me from
head to toe with his talented mouth and tongue, while his fingers feverishly
worked my sex inside and out. My clit felt like it was going to explode since
it had barely recovered from the last round.

 

“Devlin, I am so fucking wet for
you!”

 

Then he eased up, and pulled back, hovering over me with his huge,
erect, foreboding, metal-enhanced cock. He was sizing me up and waiting for permission
before penetrating me.

 

“Now, what do you want, Cali? Tell me what you want, baby.
And make sure you say the magic word
…..

 

He continued fucking my slit with his thumb, in and out,
while his fingertips massaged my clit, keeping everything spread open and wet.

 

I moaned and rocked my hips
uncontrollably.

 

“I want you to fuck me, Devlin.
Please! Fuck me!"

 

  
“Fuck yeah! That’s my girl! That’s what I
wanna
hear!”

 

He grabbed me by my opened legs, pulling me up and into his
monstrous cock. He made sure the dick piercing cleared first, before proceeding
in with his hot flesh. I wrapped my quivering legs around his head and held
onto his biceps, in preparation for the ride of my life. I could feel my heart
practically pounding out of my chest. Then, he fucked me hard and rough, until
I almost lost consciousness.

 

It was everything I could have imaged…

 

Everything and more.

 

And we were just getting started.

 

CHAPTER TWELVE

 

DEVLIN

 

Although, I was bursting at the seams and I wanted to fuck
Cali with all my might, I took mercy on her. The last thing I wanted to do was
hurt her with the metal ring in my cock, so I held back. All
girls
kind of needed a chance to get use to a P.A.
 
Why the fuck it was named after Prince
Albert, I’ll never know….

 

Even though I went easy on Cali, I know that, erotically, I
sent her into a fucking tailspin. I lost count of how many times her eyes
rolled back into her head. I controlled my climax by letting it build up like a
thundercloud until I finally released my powerful burst of cum into her.
Fuck! It was positively epic!

 
 
 

We lay still together for quite awhile, in a silent sweaty mass,
wrapped and twisted up in our bed sheets. I reached over and brushed her damp
hair from her forehead. My sweet angel smiled up at me, looking completely
content. That lasted only a few more minutes before she excused herself to the
bathroom:

 

“I’ll be right back, hot stuff.
 
Now, don’t you dare go anywhere, lover lips!”

 

The crème puffs were suddenly beckoning me from the
nightstand. They were really sounding good to me, and now seemed like the
perfect time to enjoy them. Of course, I had to wait for my
girlfriend
to come back to bed. I
couldn’t believe it; I actually had a girlfriend…….

 

From the bed, I adoringly watched Cali parade from the
bathroom back to the bedroom. She looked completely ravaged, because she
literally had been!

 

Her tight braids were seriously tousled, and her pouty lips
were bright red from being kissed and bitten. The silken dark skin of her body
was the most fucking enticing thing I’d ever seen. She was wearing nothing
except the biggest ear-to-ear grin I’d ever seen. She climbed up onto the bed
and crawled over to me on all fours, like a sexy, slinky jungle cat.

 

“Is everything okay, down south there, lover girl?”

 

She curled up next to me, resting her sweet head on my
stomach and purred:

 

“More than okay. You were amazing,
Devlin.”

 

I had worked up quite an appetite and I assumed she had, as well.

 

“Is my little kitty cat hungry?”

 

“I am…
…..
Is
my big, strong tiger hungry?”

 

“In more ways than one…….”

 

I sat up and snatched the box of crème puffs off the
nightstand. I folded my legs Indian-style and placed the box between my feet
and my, once again, erect cock.

 

“Please join me, kitty cat.”

 

Cali followed my lead, and situated herself against the
headboard, facing me. We looked like two naked kids, about to play “I’ll show you
mine if you show me yours.”

 

I took a crème puff out of the box, and handed it to her and
kept the other for myself, holding it directly over my engorged member. Then I
opened the chocolate sauce and drizzled it onto the pastry, allowing it to deliberately
drip all over my cock.

 

I gave the sauce container to my playful lover and she copied
me with glee: She poured the dark, sweet liquid over her dessert and let it
ooze onto her pretty little sex mound. Then she drizzled the rich sauce over
her little raspberry nipples, letting it run down and pool into her cute little
naval, blending with her flesh in a way that was deliciously satisfying.

 

I shoved half of my crème puff into my mouth before I began
licking the chocolate off of her stunning tits. What a delectable combination!
She followed suit by licking my dick while her mouth was full of fluffy crème.
I thought I was going to shoot my wad at the mere touch of her sweet sticky
tongue. She closed her eyes and worked me over with her mouth, allowing the
pastry crème to ooze out of the corners of her lips and onto my balls.
Fuck! She kept me on the edge the entire
time!

 

As we both fed each other the last bite of our pastries, we
spun into 69 position, with Cali on the bottom.
 
I cleaned every last drop of chocolate
sauce out of every nook and cranny of hers with my ferocious tongue, while she
licked and sucked all the sweet crème
off
of my dick and
out
of my dick. She
ended up with
way
more in her mouth
than she started out with. Our bed was truly a mess. I knew I’d have to call
housekeeping for clean sheets before we would be able to sleep in it. I wondered
if we’d ever be getting
any
sleep
that night……

 

After our sticky love fest, I drew a hot bath for us in the
huge tub that took up almost the entire bathroom. It had an awesome view of the
sprawling metropolis below. We washed each other’s bodies in near darkness, with
only the soft illumination from a romantic first quarter moon and the glowing city
lights through the window. What a night. For the first time, in my 30 years of
life, I was in love with a woman.

 

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