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My Navy Seal: She causes him to lose control

...You turn and see a man like no other, his black hair falls perfectly in place and his piercing blue eyes meet yours. Every muscle in his body sings in perfect harmony as he moves. ...He gives you a cocky smile and slowly removes his shirt. You knew that the man before you was well built but this is a ridiculously, breath-stealing, indefinable masterpiece sitting in front of you. You're trying to regain some sort of respectability around him but you can't control the flush shifting inside the very foundation of your being. You swallow visibly. He sees your blush shining like a beacon for all to see. His cocky smile returns on his face and he knows what he's doing to you... ....You open the door and the smell of the ocean fills your senses. You feel the wind through your hair and the unmistakable stickiness that comes with the sea air. You walk on the deck to the side of the ship. The moonlight is playing on the dark ocean in front of you. It's a warm summer night. You hear the waves crashing against the ship. You take a deep breath of the fresh ocean air. You stare at the ocean and an unfamiliar calmness comes over you. You feel for the first time that you have to be here, that this is where you belong. You've always wondered if you made the right choice and this feeling right here confirms what you've been thinking all this time. This is your home now....

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A Moment To Remember

You splay your hands softly against his chest. You can feel his breathing, short rapid breaths. His hands around your waist pull you tighter into his body. As his gaze meets yours, you can see the lust and desire in his eyes, and you know he wants you as much as you need him. 

You move your hand slowly down to the seams of his shirt and slide your hand underneath. You've been wanting to do this since the very first day you laid eyes on him. You look at your hands, avoiding eye contact with him, as you run your fingers over every crack and crevice of his rippled abs. When you reach his chest, you step closer to his body and lift your head to look into his inviting eyes. 

You hear him audibly swallow, and his hands move to the small of your back, pressing you even deeper into his body. You don't speak one word. You just bathe in all that is him.

NICK'S POINT OF VIEW