Johnny: #2 (Special Forces)

by Madison Stevens

  His hands ran down her sides as she turned her back to him and rubbed her ass firmly over his now tight jeans. Johnny groaned in her ear.

  Maddy turned in his arms and stared up at him, eyes half-closed in lust. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes to kiss him.

  Johnny kissed her back, loving the feel of her and the comfort she gave him.

  They twisted and swayed in the fray of people until he was sweating and tired.

  He nodded over to the table.

  “I’ve got to sit,” he said.

  Maddy waved over to him and danced over to where Marissa was dancing off to the side.

  He noticed that Clint hadn’t gone to the dance floor, no surprise to him, but the other man couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off the pretty brunette.

  Johnny sat hard in his chair and frowned at the beer. He really didn’t feel much like drinking considering everything.

  Clint turned his gaze away from Marissa to glance over to him.

  “You know we need you,” he said simply. “I won’t pull your leave, but if you ask to come, well, you’re still active duty, and there won’t be any trouble.”

  Johnny sighed. “It’s not that simple,” he said. “I can’t just walk away from her to go running into gunfire again.”

  Clint frowned. “She won’t wait?”

  Johnny shook his head and found her in the crowd. “She shouldn’t have to wait.”

  Clint sighed loudly, and Johnny looked over to him. He was staring hard at him.

  “I get it,” he said. “Some days I’m half-convinced I’m done with all this shit. Then I stare at myself in the mirror, and I know I couldn’t answer to that face if I’m not where I’m supposed to be.” He pointed a finger at Johnny. “Now you just got to decide if you’ll be able to look at that man in the mirror if you don’t go.”

  He sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face. That had been the problem really. When he looked at the man in the mirror, he saw two of himself: the SEAL on one side, ready to ride into battle to defend his country and his brothers, the other half the man that just wanted to love the woman of his dreams.

  Having one seemed impossible for him to have the other. And he knew that that if he chose his heart over what was right, he might never be able to look himself in the face again.

  “Fuck,” he grunted. “I’ve got to get out of here.”

  Clint slid his keys across to him.

  “Take her home,” he said. “I’ll make sure the friend gets home safely.”

  Johnny nodded and made his way to where the two women were dancing. He tapped Maddy on the shoulder. When she turned around, he nodded for them to step out of the moving sea of bodies.

  “I’m beat,” he said. “Think we could get out of here?”

  “We haven’t been here that long.” Maddy frowned. “Who’s car?”

  “Clint’s,” he said. “I’ll drop it off tomorrow for him.”

  Maddy looked over to her friend. “You okay taking Clint home?”

  He could Marissa swallow hard, but then she nodded, and he sighed in relief.

  Now he just wanted to get Maddy out of there and back to bed where they both belonged.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Johnny remained quiet for the drive home. Maddy kept glancing over at him as they drove in his friend’s truck, wondering if she had done something to make him mad.

  Although he hadn’t wanted to go out, he didn’t seem to mind too much once he showed up. He didn’t resist dancing or anything like that.

  Still, his mood was definitely off. The only thing she could think of was that it must be something to do with Clint.

  They stopped outside her apartment and made their way up the stairs to her place. She opened the door and was surprised when he stepped inside close behind her.

  Considering how he was acting, she wasn’t really sure he would want to. She half-expected him to rush off without so much as saying good night.

  His arms wrapped around her, and she smiled a little when he placed a few soft kisses just behind her ear.

  She turned in his arms to stare up at his hazel eyes in the soft light of the room.

  “Is everything okay?” she asked.

  Johnny leaned forward and kissed her. They were soft, sweet kisses that only made her want him more than she had at any other point.

  Maddy leaned back from him to stare into his face.

  Johnny offered her a sad smile.

  “You know you’re amazing?” he asked.

  She blushed a little at his words, still not really sure what had caused all this but glad he was at least talking to her again. The silence in the car had worried her.

  He brought his hand to her face and brushed his thumb along her cheek. Maddy leaned into the touch.

  This time when he leaned in for a kiss, she was surprised by the hunger she found there. His teeth grazed her lips as he kissed her hard. His tongue pressed deep into her mouth.

  Maddy moaned against him. Her hands wove around his neck to hold on as he continued his assault on her mouth.

  After a few moments of kissing, she pulled back to take in a breath from his wild kisses. Johnny moved on down to her neck and sucked on the skin there.

  “I need to be in you,” he whispered against her ear.

  She shivered at the need in his voice, her own body responding in the most primal of ways.

  He turned her on in ways no other man had even come close to.

  “Let’s go to the—” she began.

  She gasped as he turned her around to face the door. Quickly she placed her palms against the white wood as he roughly yanked up the hem of her dress until her ass was brushing against the hard lump in his pants. Her center grew hot and wet at the fevered way he ran his hands over her thighs.

  His thumb hooked her panties, and he pulled them down just as quickly. She felt them shimmy the rest of the way down.

  She stepped carefully one foot out and was about to do the same on the other side when she felt his probing fingers slip down between her legs. She moaned loudly when he bumped her clit with his middle finger.

  “Fuck, baby, you are so wet.”

  Her juices dribbled down the insides of her thighs. She might have cared more if he didn’t feel so good rubbing against her.

  Maddy placed her head against the door and moaned loudly as Johnny sank his middle finger deep inside her. He swirled it around, and her insides quivered from the movement.

  She heard him rustling behind her as he continued to pump with his middle finger, his thumb occasionally bumping her clit as he did.

  And then she was empty.

  Maddy looked over her shoulder just in time to see him press forward. He filled her in one swift movement.

  Even after all their fun last night, she still hadn’t gotten used to being so full. Luckily, he stilled inside her and let her have a moment to adjust to him again.

  She shifted a little, and Johnny grunted behind her.

  A little smile played on her lips. She loved knowing just how much he liked being inside her.

  Maddy wiggled her hips a little. His fingers tightened on her hips.

  He leaned forward toward her ear, pushing himself in a little deeper. Maddy moaned as his cock rubbed her deep inside.

  “Teasing can go both ways,” he said in her ear.

  He felt her shiver and thrust her hips back hard against him.

  Johnny sat up and moved in deep strokes, enjoying the way she felt around him.

  He wanted to make take his time with her and cherish each moment they were together. He wanted to let her know just what she meant to him, but when he was finally alone in her apartment, all he could think about was how much he wanted to be inside her.

  Unlike the last few times they had been together, this time was raw. Johnny pushed himself deeper and deeper inside her. Being behind her was the best way to achieve that. With this angle, he was able to plant himself fully inside her.

  He looke
d down at where their bodies met. His cock was slick with her juices. Just watching them made his cock grow even more.

  His hips sped up, slapping against her as he hammered into her.

  Maddy moaned loudly now. He loved the sound she made and would likely dream about it when he wasn’t with her.

  Johnny pulled her up until her back was pressed against his chest. His hand pressed flat against her stomach as he continued to pump inside her.

  He took his other hand and reached down between her legs. Her hard clit was hot against his fingers, and as soon as he touched it, she came hard around him, squeezing his cock with a force he couldn’t resist.

  He swelled inside her as he came.

  She leaned forward against the door, with him still at her back.

  Johnny pulled out and turned her around. Maddy shook a little as he did so.

  He kissed her hard. She had to know how much he loved her.

  Love. The word echoed in his head over and over. It was the one word he could never really say out loud no matter how much he wanted.

  Johnny pulled back to stare down at her.

  “That was…” she began. The words died on her lips as she struggled to catch her breath.

  Johnny kissed her again, this time softer.

  “That was just a warm up,” he said.

  Maddy raised a brow. “You can’t be serious.”

  He pressed his hips forward. His cock was already growing again.

  Her eyes widened for a moment and then glazed over as she took hold of him. “Well, I guess we better do something about that.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  The light from the window filtered in to shine directly on Maddy’s eyes. She groaned and pulled the covers up a little higher so she didn’t have to open her eyes just yet.

  She moved around a little and winced. She was sore, very, very sore.

  She and Johnny had gone at it so many times last night. The way Johnny was acting, you’d have thought the previous night was their first time in bed together.

  They’d had sex practically the entire night. His stamina and hunger seemed endless, proof of his SEAL fitness.

  She came so many times she wasn’t surprised at all that she was still sore. Hell, the way he’d gone at it, she wouldn’t be surprised if he had some trouble walking.

  Still keeping her eyes closed, she felt around on the other side of the bed and sighed when she found nothing but a cold, empty sheet.

  She knew how much Johnny liked to run in the morning but hoped that with their session last night, they might be able to cuddle in bed for a bit while she managed to convince him to tell her what was worrying him so much, if she could.

  Maddy opened her eyes and stared at the floral comforter over her head.

  Something was going on with him, and whatever it was, he hadn’t wanted to talk about it.

  Not that she was going to take no for an answer. If he wanted to start a relationship with her, some honesty was going to come into play.

  It’s not that she needed all the details. She’d be content even if he told her that something was bothering him, but he wasn’t allowed to talk about it. That’d be fair enough.

  Maybe they needed to have a little chat when he returned. They needed to talk about what exactly they were doing and what she expected. It seemed a little stiff and formal to just get it all out there like that, but she didn’t want to waste time playing the guessing game.

  If the David debacle had taught her anything, it was that both people needed to clearly communicate what they expected out of a relationship. She and Johnny were both adults, so surely they could handle the situation like adults.

  She tossed the covers off and made her way to the bathroom. After a nice warm shower and some breakfast would be a good time to talk.

  Maddy stepped into the warm spray, and all the tension from before evaporated. The warm water helped ease her poor aching muscles.

  She rubbed her rear. How the hell had she pulled a muscle in her butt? Was that even possible?

  She washed and rinsed off before the water turned cold and ruined all the good feeling it’d spread over her. She stepped out and dried herself off.

  Maddy decided to dressed simply. There was no need to impress Johnny. He’d already seen her in a number of outfits and out of them as well. She didn’t even bother with make-up.

  Her phone buzzed loudly, and Maddy grabbed it from the nightstand.

  It was a text from Marissa.

  She smiled. Although her friend had been nervous, it was clear that she had been interested in Clint, and Maddy hoped that maybe they had their own version of a wild night.

  She sat down on the bed to respond when a note on the nightstand caught her eye. The phone had been sitting on it.

  Maddy picked it up and flipped it open.

  I can’t turn my back on my brothers when they need me, and I can’t ask you to wait for me.

  These are dangerous times, and my place is where I’m needed most.

  I’m leaving on a mission, and I can’t say that I’ll be back soon. I’m a SEAL and because of that, my life is not my own.

  Please know that I will always love you, and our time together has meant so much.

  Live the life you deserve.

  Yours Always,

  Johnny

  Tears pooled in her eyes. That’s it? He was just going to leave a fucking note and disappear in the middle of the night?

  Maddy raced over to her closet and grabbed out the nearest pair of tennis shoes. She tied them on as quickly as she could.

  “Stupid. Idiot. Asshole.” She mumbled all the things she planned on telling him.

  He didn’t get to just walk away like that, not when he’d come crashing back into her life. Not when he’d made her love him so much that the idea of being without him nearly crushed her soul.

  Fuck that noise.

  “You don’t get to decide what is best for me,” she said as she finished tying her shoes.

  Maddy raced around the apartment looking for her purse and keys.

  He was leaving on a mission. All she had to do was get there before he did and let him know exactly what she thought of his stupid note.

  She found the keys on the couch, likely where Johnny had tossed them sometime after they had first come in last night.

  A loud knock came at the door, and she turned.

  He’d come back. Maybe he regretted what he’d written? She was mad still, but she could at least forgive him for being stupid. She could be the girlfriend of a SEAL, even if he decided to stay in until retirement. It would be hard, but the alternative would be even harder.

  She threw open the door. The smile that had once been there slipped from her face as she stared at a very tall, bald and menacing man in a suit. She didn’t recognize him at all.

  “Can I help you?” she asked.

  Maddy took a small step back as the large man stepped forward and invaded her personal space.

  She stared up at him. A long, thick scar across his left eye and down his face only added to an overall scary as fuck appearance.

  “You Madelyn Peterson?” he said in a deep, accented voice. German, from the sound of it.

  She frowned. Who the hell was this guy? Whatever it was he was selling, she wasn’t interested.

  “I’m sorry,” she said and tried to step forward so he would move back. The man didn’t budge. “Look, I’m really in a hurry right now. Why don’t you try the main house and talk to my father? I’m sure he would be very interested in whatever it is you’re selling.”

  The man continued to stare down at her from her door.

  He stepped in, and she backed away. Something was off about this man.

  Faster than she would have thought possible, he snatched her purse from her arm and pulled out her wallet.

  “Look,” she said, fear starting to creep into her voice. “Just take what you want and leave.”

  Confusion and fear blasted through her. She watched, sh
aking, as he tossed all her credit cards to the floor. He pulled out her license and smiled. Her stomach rolled in revulsion at the sight. Something about the way he stared at her made her physically ill.

  “Yes, Madelyn Peterson,” he said again and stepped forward.

  Maddy stepped back and held up her hands. The back of her legs hit the coffee table, causing her to go crashing to the floor.

  “Stop, or I’ll—” she began.

  A hard hit to the top of her head from the man silenced her. The room spun for a moment before everything around her faded to black.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Johnny tried not to think of how Maddy looked when he left her in the morning or about how amazingly difficult it was to write that note and leave her once again.

  But being with him wasn’t what was best for her. She deserved a life where she didn’t have to worry if the person she was with would be coming home in a flag-draped box.

  He took a deep breath and tried to clear his head as Clint stepped into his office.

  Johnny tossed Clint’s keys on the desk and gave a smile to his commanding officer.

  “You’re getting in late, sir,” he said and leaned back. “You and Marissa have a good time last night?”

  Clint frowned at him and busied himself with putting away a few items.

  “She’s great, but I think I’m a bit old for her.”

  Johnny nearly choked on the coffee he was sipping.

  “The age difference didn’t seem to bother her any last night,” Johnny said and set his mug on the desk. “Besides, you’re barely more than ten years older than her. That’s not that big a deal.”

  Clint narrowed his eyes on the mug, and Johnny picked it up before he really managed to piss Clint off. “Didn’t expect to have to deal with your smart ass this morning.”

  He sat down in the chair across from Johnny and folded his hands on the desk. “You think about what I told you?”

  Johnny sighed. He’d done nothing but think about what he said. The squad needed him right now. He couldn’t just bail on them, especially when it might mean they would catch the bastard that killed Emir.