Coyote Heat (SEALs On Fire, Book 1)
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A wild weekend in Key West with Team Arapaho is just what Navy SEAL Miguel "Coyote" Cruz needs after a tough mission. Cold beer and hot women. The last thing he expects is to meet a woman who singes his body with the slighted touch and stokes the fire in his guarded heart. Too bad she's determined not to fall for a military man.
once before.” She closed her eyes and buried her head against his chest, not wanting to see his face while she talked. “When I lived in Tampa, I got very involved with a man stationed at MacDill AFB. And I mean really involved.” Cruz stroked her hair, his touch soothing and reassuring. When she paused, he urged, “Go on, mi corazon.” “He called me and came to see me the day before he was deployed.” She swallowed a sob, tried not to feel the pain in her heart again. “We spent an incredible night
had electrified him from the git-go. And not just because she was wearing her wet dress like a second skin. There was just…something about her that struck at his core. How could he find her again? Would the bartender know who she was? Was she a tourist or a local? Shaking his head, he yanked open the door of the men’s room and headed back to the bar. The place was even more crowded than before, a feat he hadn’t thought possible. Now if Coyote could just find Miss Hot Body again, his night would
elbow then stopped himself. “I’m just here for a few days, trying to get rid of the stress from our last mission. I’m sorry I spilled the drink on you, and I’m even more sorry if someone in uniform treated you badly. But that wasn’t me and I’d really like you to let me apologize to you.” “Do it, Cori,” her friend urged, then grinned. “He’s cute. If you don’t want him I’ll take him.” Cori shot a glare at the other woman before she turned back to him. “Okay. You can apologize.” “Then you’ll let
white silk thong and strappy sandals. His gaze raked her from head to toe then he knelt in front of her, clasped her hips, and licked her pussy through the thin fabric. Heat streaked through her body, and she thrust her hips forward, silently begging him to taste more. Deeper. But as with everything, he was taking this so slow she was ready to beg him to hurry, hurry, hurry. She pushed her fingers into the thick black silk of his hair, holding on for dear life as his tongue licked and lapped,
her. He trailed the tips of his fingers over her then turned her to face him and dusting her face with soft kisses. He nibbled lightly on one earlobe before licking the tender spot behind it. One warm hand cupped a breast, the thumb brushing lightly back and forth over the nipple. Tiny shivers skittered over her at his touch. When he had one tip hard and pebbled, he turned his attention to the other until it, too, was stiff and aching. Threading his fingers through her hair, he turned her face