Johnny: #2 (Special Forces)

by Madison Stevens

  She slipped back a little, and he frowned. More than anything he wanted her planted firmly over him, to feel her as she ground herself against him.

  Johnny looked up to find her hungry gaze roving over him.

  “I would have waited for you,” she whispered.

  It took a moment for him to realize she was talking about the letters.

  “I couldn’t ask you to do that,” he said. “It wasn’t fair to you. I didn’t even know if I’d come back alive.”

  Maddy nodded, and for a moment, he thought she might be finished with their play. His hands twitched to pull her close to his body and never let her go, but he couldn’t do that. If she chose to be with him, she had to be the one to make the move. He’d lost the right to choose.

  He nearly choked when she placed her hands on his chest and ran her nails lightly down. She stopped at the button on his jeans.

  Her eyes found his again, and she raised a brow.

  “I think I need to remind you there were two people involved in this,” she said. “You don’t get to make all the decisions about us.”

  The button popped off, and she slowly pulled down the zipper. Maddy slipped off his lap and planted herself between his legs.

  His chest heaved as he watched her pull down the front of his pants a little and flip the band on his underwear. His cock sprang out, now free of restriction, eager.

  She leaned forward and licked the tip, her hot tongue slick and wet against him.

  Johnny groaned loudly.

  She looked up and gave a satisfied smile. The woman was going to be the death of him.

  Maddy loved the sounds he made. It turned her on to know that she was able to excite him. She’d ached for him for so long, but also worried, on some level, that she’d not measure up to what he expected or wanted.

  She’d never been much for blow jobs before, and if she were being honest, most of the guys she had been with couldn’t make it more than a minute without blowing their load, a total turn-off if you were hoping to get things returned, which she most definitely was.

  Her small hand gripped him, and she pumped up and down a few times. He was larger than she expected, not scary large, but for sure more than she’d ever had.

  She placed her mouth carefully over him and sucked the tip in. Salty droplets hit her tongue, and she knew she must be doing something right.

  Slowly, she moved over him, bobbing her head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She half-closed her eyes, savoring his cock in her mouth.

  He moaned and placed his hand in her hair, urging her to take him even deeper into her mouth.

  Maddy opened the back of her throat and took him deep inside until he hit the back.

  “Fuck,” he grunted and pulled her head back up.

  Maddy frowned up at him as he stood and pulled her to her feet.

  “I thought it felt good,” she mumbled in embarrassment, her cheeks heating.

  Johnny lifted her into his arms with ease. He stared straight forward as he marched into the bedroom and dropped her on the bed.

  She could see in the dim light as he kicked off the rest of his clothes.

  “It felt damn good,” he said as he climbed onto the bed toward her. “Too damn good.”

  Maddy backed up a little, suddenly feeling like she was being stalked by a predator.

  She yelped when he grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled her down to him, their faces just inches apart. His eyes burned with desire.

  “I want to come deep inside you our first time,” he said, his voice a deep rumble that made her insides quiver with need.

  “Okay,” she whispered, not really sure she could get out much more with the way her heart was racing.

  Johnny leaned down and kissed her. Before he had let her take control, but it was clear now to her just who was in charge.

  His hands tugged at the shorts and soaked panties she wore. With one hard jerk, he had them most of the way down her legs.

  Maddy pulled one leg out and then the other, tossing the clothes in the corner.

  She now lay spread beneath him. His thighs spread her as his long thick manhood rubbed against her slick center.

  “Jesus, baby, you feel so good,” he whispered.

  Her breathing came out in little bursts as he continued to bump against her clit. Each motion pushed her closer and closer to her climax.

  Maddy wrapped her arms around his back and raked her nails down lightly.

  Johnny grunted and thrust a little harder against her clit.

  She panted now against his ear, aching for him to go inside her, to do what she assumed he wanted to do. Maybe he was holding back for practical reasons.

  “I’m on the pill,” she whispered.

  Johnny stilled, and she wondered if she’d said something wrong. When he said he wanted to come deep inside her, she assumed he meant without a barrier between them.

  “You know you’re really going to kill me saying things like that,” he said.

  His voice was slightly pained as he spoke. She turned to look at him.

  In the dim light, she could see his face was slightly red.

  “You’ve got me acting like a teen here,” he said. His voice suggested more than a little embarrassment.

  “I’m sorry,” she said.

  He kissed her hard, his tongue pressing deep into her mouth, showing her just what he would do to her body. The erotic sensation made her forget whatever they had been talking about. Conscious thought gave way to unbridled passion.

  Johnny pulled back and looked down at her.

  “Don’t be sorry for getting me excited,” he said. “I’ve dreamed about his. I love knowing you want me as well.”

  Maddy nibbled her lip.

  “I do,” she said quietly. “I want you.”

  He kissed her again. This time the kiss was soft and communicated not lust, but all his love, the same love that his letters had talked about.

  As he continued to kiss her, she felt the head of his cock press at her opening.

  Feeling him now, she knew he was quite a bit larger than she’d experienced before.

  Johnny pressed forward, the head moving inside.

  Maddy moaned loudly against his mouth. His tongue lightly touched her own.

  Encouraged by his kiss, she wound her legs behind his back, and he groaned against her mouth.

  He sank deep inside her, then pulled out slightly before re-entering, stretching her as he moved farther in. It wasn’t painful, but she could feel just how full she was with him each time he thrust in a little more.

  Her slick juices dribbled down her ass. The feeling turned her on even more. They had just started, and he was already exciting her this much.

  His tongue mimicked his body: in and out. Each time he thrust, he probed a little further than the last until he was fully inside her.

  Maddy moaned at the fullness and locked her legs around him, keeping him buried deep inside as she adjusted. Their mouths battled for dominance, with Johnny winning in the end.

  He rocked deeper into her a few times, rubbing against her cervix, producing a mixture of pleasure and being stretched to the max. She pulled her mouth away from his in order to toss her head back and moan loudly.

  “So good,” Johnny groaned.

  She might have agreed if she could make her mouth work, but right now she was focused on how close she was to coming hard around him.

  He started moving again in deep, long strokes.

  The amazing feeling pulsed from her center, and she knew it wouldn’t be much longer for her.

  “Johnny,” she whispered.

  His hips sped up, slapping against her as he continued the deep strokes. He moved even faster. His body bumped against her clit, but not enough to really send her over the edge.

  Maddy gripped the sheets as he rocked into her.

  She gasped loudly when he suddenly lifted himself off her. As if she weighed nothing, Johnny sat on his knees and lifted her hips
to where he was.

  He slammed into her. She could see as he moved against her. She trailed her hand down her body until she reached where his cock hammered against her.

  Maddy rubbed against her clit, producing a throb of pleasure that ran directly to her center. She dipped her fingers between them and felt him as he moved into her.

  The sensation almost overwhelmed her, and she knew that Johnny felt it too when his pace only picked up.

  She rubbed her fingers up and down him as he entered her and then went back to her clit. This time she rubbed it hard. She wanted to come with him deep inside her like this.

  “I’m so close, baby,” he moaned.

  His words only made her rub harder. Then she was spiraling through her orgasm, letting the waves of it hit her as she rhythmically squeezed him.

  A few more hard thrusts, and his hot cum jetted deep inside her against her throbbing cervix.

  Johnny collapsed on top of her, his weight welcome as he stayed deep inside. Ripples from her own climax still vibrated through her.

  She turned her head and kissed his temple. He smiled against her breast.

  This was right. Them together was everything she knew she wanted. Knowing his true feelings was the last piece. Now they would start new.

  The past didn’t matter, only the future did.

  She smiled to herself, glad to find some peace with the man she loved, as sleep finally overcame her.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Johnny lay on the bed and watched as Maddy came out of the bathroom in nothing but her panties and bra. For about the millionth time, he felt himself come to life seeing her that way. The black lace set gave a little peek-a-boo of the amazing breasts underneath.

  She had kicked him out when he’d tried to go in saying she wouldn’t be able to get ready if he came in.

  She was probably right. He just couldn’t seem to keep his hands off her. Early that morning he’d gone for a run only to come back and wake her up the best way he knew how.

  After he’d taken his shower, he found her texting back and forth with someone. So of course he needed to remind her again just who was there with her and the kind of pleasure he could give her. Not that it was stopping her from leaving him for the evening.

  “Don’t give me that face,” she said and wagged her finger at him. “Marissa and I already had this all planned out before you stepped into the picture.”

  Johnny leapt up from the bed and stalked her around the room. She backed up against the wall by the closet until he was standing just in front of her, naked and aching once again for her to be back in his arms.

  “But that was before we made plans to fuck like rabbits all weekend,” he said and nibbled on her lip. “Those plans sound more fun.”

  She giggled and pressed against his chest.

  “Maybe you made those plans, but my plan was always to go out with Marissa.”

  Ignoring his protests, she easily ducked under his arms into the closet.

  He huffed like a child and sat hard on the bed. Somehow he’d managed to get the girl he always wanted, and now she was leaving him to go hang out with someone else.

  He clearly needed to put more effort into what he was doing in bed. The next time he would have to wear her out so she never wanted to leave the bed.

  He grinned to himself. It was a good, solid plan, one he was willing to implement as soon as she gave him the chance. He hoped that chance would be later that night.

  His mouth dropped open as she stepped out of the closet.

  Maddy was wearing the sexiest black dress he’d ever seen. It dropped low in the front to form a loose V shape, exposing the curves of her creamy soft breasts. In the back the straps crisscrossed over one another and exposed even more skin there. It wasn’t all that short, and yet it seemed like she was wearing practically nothing.

  “You’re going out in that?” he asked.

  She looked down at the dress. “You don’t like it?”

  Johnny shook his head. “I’d be blind not to like it. Hell, every man there will like it.”

  Jealousy flared in him, but he stamped it down. They’d already proven their love to each other. He wouldn’t ruin that with petty bullshit, like he’d almost done after the incident with David.

  Maddy gave a small smile at his words and stepped forward. He watched the sway of her hips as she did so.

  “You know you could come,” she said, her voice low and tempting. She knew exactly what it would do to him. “Then we’d be able to dance.”

  “Your friend?”

  She shrugged. “Bring a friend,” she said. “Marissa isn’t dating anyone, so it might be fun.”

  Johnny furrowed his brow and thought for about a half a second before picking up his phone. There had to be someone he could convince to come out dancing, even if he didn’t exactly have a huge social circle. But who?

  Luca remained stuck on a girl from his hometown. Nathan didn’t seem to enjoy much of anything other than following regulations. That really only left one guy he might be able to convince.

  He jumped up and placed a searing kiss on her mouth.

  “Send me the place, and we’ll meet you there,” he mumbled against her lips. There was no way he would pass up a chance to spend a night out with her in a dress like that.

  Maddy sighed and kissed him back. He felt that growing tension from before and groaned when her tongue darted out to trace the line of his mouth.

  “We could just stay here,” he said again. “I guarantee I’d give you a good time.”

  He felt her smile against his mouth.

  “Go get dressed and meet us at the club,” she whispered. “If you’re good, I’ll let you help me get out of this later.”

  Johnny groaned again but stepped back from her. It was like torture to stand next to her knowing there was nothing he could do. For now, he was just going to have to be content with spending time with her. But later he planned on making her pay for his torture with a little torture of his own.

  “Deal.”

  * * *

  “I can’t believe you did this,” Marissa said for about the tenth time.

  Maddy looked over to her friend. She really couldn’t see what she was complaining about. Head to toe she looked amazing in her skin-tight black pants, dark shimmery gray top with pretty chains as the straps and enough cleavage to knock most of the men out in the room.

  Marissa looked like she should be on the cover of a glamor magazine instead of in some cheap club where the drinks were weak and the music loud.

  “Relax,” Maddy said. “I thought about you, too, remember? He’s bringing one of his SEAL buddies.” Maddy winked at her, but it didn’t seem to ease her friend’s mind.

  “Yeah, and I’m sure I’m the last sort of girl some SEAL guy would expect.”

  “Nice to meet you,” a low voice rumbled. “I’m Clint.”

  Maddy watched as Johnny came to her side and slipped his hand in hers.

  Her friend appeared to be stunned into silence.

  Maddy had to admit Clint was a pretty impressively large man, even if he was a bit older than Johnny. He was wearing a button-up striped shirt that only seemed to make his muscles look even larger.

  “What took you so long?” she whispered to Johnny.

  He offered her a funny smile and looked back to Clint.

  “We were just chatting a bit,” he said.

  She gave a small frown. Something was off with him, something about his tone or maybe the look in his eyes as he spoke. Maybe something had happened during the ride.

  She hoped he’d talk to her about it but knew that it might not be something he couldn’t talk to her about if involved the SEALs.

  Trent’s time in the military made her all too familiar with the concept of OPSEC, operations security, and how even the most innocent of information being passed on could present a risk to military personnel. Still, she wanted to know if he was upset, even if not the details.

  Maddy gave Johnny
’s hand a squeeze and kissed him on the cheek. She turned her attention back to her friend and the hulking man.

  Marissa seemed even more nervous now than before.

  Clint cleared his throat, seeming to recognize the uncomfortable silence choking the introductions.

  “So Johnny tells me you two are in college together,” he said.

  The waitress came over, and Johnny ordered a beer while Clint stuck with soda.

  She waited for Marissa to say something but realized her friend was suffering a bad case of being tongue tied.

  “I’m studying photography, but Marissa studies hospitality management.”

  He raised a brow and turned to Marissa. “What’s that exactly?”

  “In my case, just a fancy way of saying I’m studying how to run hotels,” Marissa said quietly.

  “That sounds very interesting,” he said. “Does that mean you get to travel often?”

  She smiled, her shyness fading. “Yes, I do actually. I imagine you do, too.”

  He chuckled. “I’ve seen a lot of places in my time in the Navy.”

  The two started talking about their travels around the world. Maddy smiled to herself, satisfied that they seemed to be hitting it off.

  She turned her attention back to the quiet Johnny, who hadn’t touched his beer and refused to let go of her hand.

  Before she could even speak, he mumbled in her ear, “Let’s dance.”

  She shivered at his words but nodded, still desperate to know just what had happened in the time since she’d last seen him. Something about him still seemed off, somber even.

  Johnny stood and pulled her onto the floor. The music pounded loudly there, and he knew there wouldn’t be any way he’d have to talk.

  Besides, what was he supposed to say? That his squad was being sent out the day after tomorrow to follow a lead they had been given about Williamson and everything in him was calling for him to follow his brothers into battle?

  Admitting that would kill everything they had been working toward. It was one thing for her to say she would wait. It was quite another for him to turn around and saying he had to leave and go into a dangerous situation.