My Greek SEAL (10 page)

What an amazing way to sightsee. The limestone in most places is tilted, but in some places it is buckled upward or downward, evidence of some tumultuous geologic event. Collision of the Hellenic plate with another one, I was told earlier by our science buff boat captain Dmitri. We’ve been told to watch out for sea urchins when we stand on the bottom. If you step on them, the spines pierce the bottom of your feet and hurt like hell, he said. I see the prickly dark creatures burrowed in niches in the limestone and in clumps nearly covering rocky surfaces. There are starfish, too. Most are a cartoon-like bright orange and have long, skinny arms that torque and twist on the rocky surfaces where they’re perched.

I flip over on my back every minute or so to make sure Eros and Margie are still with me. If I find myself more than a body length ahead, I revert to breaststroke, gliding through the buoyant water. I admire every fish that waves its tail through the clear water below me, every mottled layer of limestone I swim over that reveals the turbulent geologic history of the Ionian Islands.

Eros swims up alongside me. Our stroke tempos synchronize and his body is so close, I forget about fish and limestone and zoom in on the drool-worthy, water-magnified view of his physique. His nearness sends a jolt of energy through my body—stronger than any coffee or energy drink I’ve ever tried. Now, swimming feels easy. I feel so hyper now I could swim all the way to the Greek mainland. As I stroke through the water, I immerse myself in sensual memories of the previous night...

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Breathing heavily, his face and chest drenched with sexy sweat from our long walk, he pushed me back in the sand. “I know what you want.” His voice sounded so deep and masculine and full of lusty want.

Oh, my God. I couldn’t believe it was really happening. That I was really about to have sex with this gorgeous man. Outside on a deserted beach no less. But I was pleasantly intoxicated from the beer I’d had in the bar and the wine we’d been drinking at the beach. I felt like giving into my impulses, like being more than a little crazy. I blinked once and a second time, but he was still there in the flesh. My breath caught in my throat as he skimmed a hand along the contours of my cheekbone.

“You are so beautiful, Maya. I’ve wanted to touch your face, your body since the first time I saw you.”

I was too excited to speak. My whole body trembled with want.

Entangling his hands in my hair, he tugged my head in toward him until our lips met. This was no chaste, thoughtful kiss. His lips were hot and wet and hungry. He devoured my mouth like it was ripe, exotic fruit. I sighed into his mouth, savoring the sensation of his lips and the sensual way they entangled with mine. His tongue stroked over the seam of my lips and forced its way inside. His demanding kiss only heightened my arousal. I was so hot for him. I ached to lose control. Entangled in Eros’ arms, I could forget about all my problems for a while.

His hand slid inside my swimsuit and stops. He jerks his mouth away from mine. He’s out of breath and the muscles around his jaw are tightly clenched. “This is not a good idea for us to be doing this now. I have no condom.”

I give him a wicked smile. “It’s okay. I take birth control.”

His jaw tightened. “Is there another man?”

“No.”

“Good.” His voice sounded strong and possessive.

My brain emptied of sexual thoughts after the job fiasco. And then they reawakened the instant I saw Eros. I went from feeling emotionally dead to emotionally alive again in one split second. He became my hero. An annoying hero a lot of the time, but a damn good-looking, amazingly sexy one. “Don’t worry. I only want you.”

A wicked smile twisted one corner of his deliciously thick lips. “I want every inch of your body to belong to me.” His sweaty bicep muscles flexed and rippled as he maneuvered one strap of my swimsuit over a shoulder and then the other. He flicked his tongue over my neck and collarbone as he tugged the suit down to bare my breasts and most of my abdomen. His gaze danced lustily over the mounds of my breasts before his fingers began stroking and teasing my nipples and sending shockwaves of heat scattering everywhere.

I gasped with excitement and need. His hands on my naked, aching flesh exceeded every sexual fantasy I’ve ever had.

He kissed me with reckless abandon. The fervent press of his lips and the sudden penetration of his tongue sent waves of wanton pleasure cascading through my body. I entangled my tongue with his. The meeting of our tongues and lips was hot and uncontrolled and lusty. Our breaths were heavy and ragged. His strong hands gripped my back so tightly his hot flesh is compressed against mine.

I felt the hardness and the size of his erection against my belly. Only thin layers of swimsuit fabric separated us. I was wet and aching to feel him inside me.

He pushed up on his hands and straddled me, the strong contours of his thighs gripping my waist. He planted one last wet kiss on my lips before his mouth detoured downward. His tongue and lips slid along the length of my neck, leaving behind a trail of erotic tingles. His tongue danced over my collar bone, spiraled lower to make tantalizing circles around my breasts.

Every spot his tongue and mouth explored felt like it was on fire. I squirmed with excitement, bucking up into his hips. Once again, I was aware of his size, which pulsated against me, reminding me he was as hot for this as me. I wanted to shred the bit of fabric that separated us so he could enter me. That’s all I wanted. To feel his heat inside of me. To bring this desire that made me feel completely out of my mind to an exploding crescendo.

I heard a moan of what sounded like a mix of desire and pain before Eros pushed himself up off of me. Rising unsteadily to his feet, he shucked off his shorts.

I gasped at the sight of him. His engorged cock was even larger than I anticipated. My pussy felt like it was dripping wet. It clenched in anticipation. I’d never wanted any man like I want this Greek Navy SEAL.

“Take off your swimsuit,” he said in a commanding voice.

I pushed up on my elbows and wiggled the rest of the way out of my suit. I cast it aside and looked at him, barely breathing as I waited to see what would happen next.

He crossed his arms over his chest and allowed his gaze to wander over the length of my body.

“Lie on your back and spread your legs.”

My nipples hardened and moist heat trickled from my opening. I’d never been one to take orders, but his demand was so hot. He was taking possession of me. And that’s just what I wanted. For this man to take control of my body and do every crazy, wanton thing to it.

“Do it,” he said with urgency.

I reclined on my back, feeling the warm sand digging into my back. I spread my legs for him to see how hot and wet and ready I was for him, feeling deliciously vulnerable. I’d never even been naked outside before, which felt wanton enough. But lying there exposed with legs open to Eros’ lusty scrutiny was like something I’d never imagined. His tongue slid over his lips and a guttural groan escaped his lips. I could tell he couldn’t wait to fuck me. And there was nothing I wanted more at that moment than to feel him pounding hard and deep inside me.

In a heated rush, he dropped to the ground and straddled me. His cock stood firm and tall, just inches from my entrance. Sweat dripped from his brow onto my chest and his hair was a tangled, sexy mess. “I’ll take more time with you the next time. But right now I can’t wait. I’ve got to enter you now.”

“Yes,” I said in a lust-tinged whisper. I didn’t care that it might never happen again, I just wanted it right now.

His jaw clenching with lust and concentration, he positioned his cock outside my entrance.

I closed my eyes and lick my lips in anticipation. But that hot penetration I expected didn’t happen. I opened one eye and arched up into him, unable to wait. “Please. Just do it.”

His mouth twisted into a wicked expression. His hips thrusted forward and his cock sank deep inside of me making a slick, wet sound. I groaned with pleasure and my inner walls clench in response to the wanton sensation. “Oh, God, yes.”

“You love to fuck, don’t you, Maya.” He slipped out of me and paused.

I bucked up into him, aching for his cock to dip back into me, but he retracted his hips. “No, please,” I cried out.

“I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you. That you want me to fuck you until you scream.”

“Yes, Eros. Please.”

“Say it.”

My head fell back in a frustrated groan. “Fuck me. Oh, please fuck me now.”

A wicked grin twisted the corner of his mouth. “That’s what I like to hear. I want to know that you are crazy with desire for me.” The pads of his fingers dug deep into my back as he thrusted deep into me. His enormous cock spread me apart, pushing in deeper and deeper, obliterating all my thoughts. All I could think about was the wanton sensations ricocheting through my body and how much I wanted more, more, more. I moaned and thrashed.

Our sweaty bodies smacked together in fury. As he continued to thrust into me, sending shockwaves of heat through my body, I bucked up into him, spreading my legs wider, trying to mash him in deeper, to force his pelvis against my clitoris to intensify the to-die-for sensation. Our fucking was so out of control. And so what I needed. To escape and forget. I grunted and gasped like an animal.

It was damn hot hearing him grunt with pleasure, seeing his jaw clench and the corner of his lips curl up into a look of wanton desire. It was damn hot to watch the sweat from his perfect face drip onto my chest and abdomen. And it was damn hot watching his gyrating hips and his cock disappearing into my hole that has never been this desperate to be fucked. The hottest thing of all was seeing how sinking his cock in me makes him this crazy. My body made him out of his mind with lust. And his body made me insane, too. I could never get enough of this. I wanted to say I’d be his sex slave and that he could fuck me however and whenever he wants, it felt so good.

I groaned with delight as he thrusted inside me again and again, sending bursts of sensation radiating through my pussy. I felt like I’d die with pleasure if he sunk in one millimeter further.

Our frenetic fucking carried me steeply to a state of wanton delirium. My pussy exploded with pleasure as I tumbled over the edge of orgasm. I shouted and thrashed, feeling suddenly boneless as my brain overdosed on the pleasure ricocheting through my body.

Eros’ neck and jaw muscles went rigid and after a forceful, dominating thrust he spewed his release inside of me before collapsing on my chest.

“That was insane,” I said. I felt so high on the rush of the lovemaking I burst out laughing.

Eros slipped out of me. He maneuvered onto his side and perched his head on one hand, frowning. “Why do you laugh? You don’t like to make love with me?”

I rolled over to face him, feeling too weak to move. “Of course I liked it. I more than liked it. I’m deliriously happy right now and so that laugh just got away from me.”

“Americans express happiness very differently.”

“I...I’m not sure the way I’m acting is like an American. It was unexpected for sure. I just felt so free when we...” I felt suddenly awkward. I couldn’t say lovemaking. It was the polite word, wasn’t an appropriate description for the animals-in-heat sex that just happened. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to say fucked once we were no longer a tangle of arms and legs. I felt so awkward I couldn’t even find a sensible way to communicate with this person I had just been intimate with.

He edged in closer until his body brushed against mine. His firm chest and thighs were a comfort. He met my gaze and held it, not speaking for several seconds. “I’m glad you feel relaxed with me.”

We lay there for a few minutes, talking about nothing in particular. And then we dressed and walked back to the hotel. I was stone sober by then, which made me feel even more uncomfortable. Had I really just fucked a man I barely knew on a beach? Both of us fell silent most of the walk. He escorted me to my room, gave me a kiss and said he would see me in the morning. He didn’t ask me to go back to his room or if he could stay with me. In a way I was disappointed and in a way I was relieved. I needed time to process what had happened...

The hot man I had sex with last night who is now matching me stroke for stroke is a Greek Navy SEAL. He’s every woman’s fantasy if you overlook his annoying personality. My gaze skims over his long, lean, tanned torso. He’s stroking like an agile athlete, like a man who knows the water and has been swimming almost all his life. As he rolls to the side to take another breath, the muscles in his chest and abdominals flex and bunch.

I stare at the sprinkle of black hair on his lower abdomen that disappears into the waistband of his swimsuit. It reminds me of just how big his cock is. And how good it felt in me. I choke on water. I spit it out and keep on swimming. At least my head is underwater and he doesn’t know what I’m thinking about. I wonder if he’s thinking about the awesome sex we had last night.

I swim along, feeling high on attraction and the lewd fantasies that race through my mind.

I feel guilty for allowing myself to indulge in runaway fantasies. It would be safer to look at fish and rock formations than to think about sex with Eros. Maybe last night was a one-time thing. Maybe now that it’s happened, he won’t want me anymore. Why is my mind sabotaging me, tempting me to do crazy things? I’ve never been a casual sex girl, but last night I almost begged him to fuck me. It turned me on to see him leaning naked over me, his eyes flickering gold with wanton lust. And last night wasn’t enough. I want to fuck him again and again. I wish I could do him now as a matter of fact.

Dmitri blows the whistle for another drink break. I glance at my watch and realize we’ve been swimming along the coast for nearly an hour. The three of us swim, heads raised, closer to the boat so Dmitri can toss the bottles to us again. I raise my goggles up onto my forehead and squint into the sunlight.