by Lara Swann
“…the best ass you’ve ever had?”
I growled and bit at his lip, which he reciprocated as he pushed back, holding me down on the bed in a way that never got old. I loved feeling the strength and power of his impressive body overtaking me. Somehow it had a way of making me feel safe and protected, even when it was being used to throw me around and pin me for his passion. Or maybe especially then.
“We just…did this, you know. I was kinda serious about doing something useful.”
My objection was only half-hearted though, the same way any I made were…I liked seeing his passion overcome our better sense.
“Should’ve known better than to give a SEAL a challenge, then…one hundred times, hmm? And does earlier count?”
I gaped at him, my eyes opening wide at that as I shuddered to think about just how serious he was.
The sensitivity of that…
As his head nuzzled at my breasts again, I moaned lightly, concerned just how that might have changed our afternoon plans.
“Annabelle!”
A sharp knock at my door had Seth and I looking at each other in shock. Heat flushed my face, but Seth was up within moments, disappearing to my balcony before I could quite gather my wits.
Damned SEAL reaction times.
“Just a…just a minute!”
I grabbed for the bra to either side of me, hooking it again and then darting up to find a t-shirt to slip on quickly.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I took a few deep breaths before opening the door, dreading to think what I looked like. The frown that crossed my father’s face as he saw me only made my gut sink lower.
“Are you alright, Annabelle? You’re all red, and…your hair.”
Of course.
It was probably a state, tangled and unkept from Seth’s attentions. And my father had never really liked it down, either.
“I…er, yes. I just…had a bath.”
“In the middle of the day?”
“Umm, yes. I…wasn’t feeling that well.”
The lie came awkwardly to my lips, and something in me clenched at saying it. I never lied to my father.
He laid the back of his hand against my forehead and nodded as he considered.
“Hmm, you do seem to be burning up.”
Plus one for embarrassment.
“I’m sure it’s fine. Don’t worry. Did you need something?”
“Not if you’re getting ill - but if you do feel better, I think Cora would really appreciate your help with working out the collection of funds for this charity ball. She seems to be struggling a bit.”
The last was said with a slight puckering of his brow, and I nodded.
“Sure thing, dad. Will do.”
He nodded and turned to go, then paused as something seemed to occur to him.
“You’re spending a lot of time in your room these days. Is everything alright?”
“Ahh, yes, fine. I was just…starting prep for the MCAT. You know how long studying takes.”
His expression eased, and he gave me a small smile.
“I’m glad to hear that, Annabelle. If you need any help with it, just let me know - I can arrange a tutor if you’d like.”
“Sure, thanks dad. I’ll see how it goes.”
He shut the door and I slumped back against it, breathing hard.
Fuck.
A crazed laugh tried to bubble up inside me but I pushed it back down. Lying like that was pretty terrible and the adrenaline surging in me had me shaking slightly, but I couldn’t quite bring myself to regret it much. Not considering what I’d just been doing…
The balcony door opened again and Seth came back in - still wearing only jeans. He eyed me and then he did laugh.
“So? I suppose you didn’t tell him to stop interrupting us?”
“Damn you.”
The words were amused though, and he came to sweep me up in his arms again, carrying me back to the bed - a good thing, too, as my limbs felt suddenly weak.
“This whole thing is so messed up, Seth.”
His eyes were serious for a moment, then he shrugged.
“I’ll stop anytime you tell me to.”
His mouth nuzzled at mine again, hands sneaking up under my t-shirt and trying to undo my hasty attempt to get dressed.
“Stop.”
“You have to mean it though, babe.”
He continued his slow seduction of my body again and I cursed him with a laugh.
“Bastard.”
“Just giving you what you want, girl.”
I shook my head, his attitude beyond belief, but driving me crazy anyway. Pushing at him, I rolled us over so I was on top - something that only happened when he felt like it, since my attempts to move him were almost impossible.
“Seriously, what are we doing?”
He shook his head, eyes still lit with that smoldering fire that never quite dimmed around me.
“You really need to stop asking that question. It’s never once been a good idea.”
Actually, it had always been a much better idea than completely ignoring the issue, which was what we were doing. It just wasn’t what either of us wanted to think about.
“I’m showing you just what a Navy SEAL can do, babe. Giving you the time of your life. Making your body light on fire and come alive under me. Everything you’ve ever wanted.”
The casual arrogance sent its usual spark of irritation, amusement and desire through me and I shook my head.
I didn’t ask what would happen after he’s shown me all that, and then left. What that would do to me. I’d decided to deal with that when it came. It wasn’t fair to ask him for answers he didn’t have.
Especially when it made no damn difference anyway. This was intoxicating, invigorating, insane and amazing. I wasn’t giving it up until I had to.
“I probably shouldn’t be distracting you from other things, though.”
I glanced back to the laptop and sighed, the conversation with my father replaying again.
“Yeah, guess I have an exam to prep for.”
He frowned at that.
“That wasn’t what I was talking about, Bella. Forget that nonsense - what happened to the other stuff you wanted? The forensics thing?”
I raised an eyebrow, surprised it wasn’t obvious as the familiar disappointment swirled through me.
“You were there that day - didn’t that show you just how useless those ideas were?”
“It showed me you’re fucking not living in the Tenderloin, that’s all.
He snorted, then brought me down for a quick kiss.
“It also showed me you should definitely pursue the other stuff.”
“What?”
At my confusion, he shifted us, taking us back to being side by side as he looked down at me, fingers idly tracing the curves of my body.
“I saw you with those guys, chatting them up about working in a crime lab - they were seriously impressed with you, babe.”
I frowned.
“You remember that?”
“It was only a couple of weeks ago, baby-Bella.”
“Yeah but…it was boring as hell for you. I thought you zoned out over that lunch.”
He grinned at that, eyes lingering on my body again before jumping back to my face.
“Yeah, I did - started picturing you naked, all the ways I was going to take you and make you mine again…hmm, maybe you’re right. Guess they might not have been impressed with you after all - maybe I just remember how impressed I was at the thought of you like that…”
The frustrated laugh strangled in my throat and I slapped my hand against his chest again.
“God damned arrogant asshole.”
“You love it, babe.”
His mocking tone had me rolling my eyes.
“Okay, maybe I’ll think about it. Time to get out of here.”
He grinned again, took one last kiss and levered himself up from the bed.
“Good - I’ve got more imp
ortant things to be doing, anyway.”
I shook my head at his attitude as he took to the balcony again, still not bothering to reclaim his t-shirt. Which I was maybe grateful for as I watched the way he stepped over the railing and then lowered his body to hang from the bottom before dropping to the ground.
Our rooms weren’t close to each other, and we hadn’t wanted to risk people seeing us coming and going from each others rooms or constantly walking down the wrong hallways. The way the bedrooms were arranged had each facing a central garden, with balconies overlooking it - and for Seth, it was a simple matter to climb from his room to mine via that garden. The first time he’d done it he’d muttered something about the horrendous security, and I’d pointed out it was for pleasure, not built with terrorists in mind.
I turned with an affectionate sigh and settled down in front of my computer. There was a reason I hadn’t gotten very far with this MCAT prep - beyond just my constant arrogant distraction. His words replaying again in my mind, I hesitated, then swapped to the tab with the information on that internship.
Chapter Fifteen
Seth
I knocked firmly on Bella’s door, and the surprised expression when she opened it and found me on this side for once amused me.
“Seth?”
“C’mon, we’re going on a road trip.”
She squinted at me, confused, and then the familiar frustration flickered over her pretty features.
“I can’t - my father—”
I was still annoyed her father seemed to insist on treating her like a child, and that she didn’t do anything about it, but I didn’t think this was the time to mention that. Instead, I grinned.
“Don’t worry - this time we’ll go on foot.”
“What?”
Her eyes glanced over the large rucksack on my back and she frowned at me. For someone with laser-sharp intelligence, sometimes she could be a little slow. Of course, I wasn’t making much sense, but still - with a girl like that, you had to take any edge you could get, and I liked being one step ahead of her for once.
If you ain’t cheating, you ain’t trying.
Ace’s motto came back to me and I took her hand.
“You promised next time I’d pick the location. I’m holding you to it.”
“You are?”
“Are you coming or not?”
I flashed her a seductive smile and let my eyes linger on the tight t-shirt she was wearing. The high-cut shorts gave me a lovely glimpse of her thighs as well, and my hand found it’s way over to the waistband.
“Cut that out!”
She glanced hurriedly down the corridor, but I chuckled. If there’d been anyone around, I would have known.
“You really need to start trusting me with that, babe.”
“I trust you to know if we’re being watched. I don’t trust you to care enough about it to stop what you’re doing.”
Probably a fair point.
Her glare had me grinning again and I grabbed her hand, pulling her along behind me, deciding we’d had enough conversation.
She sighed and followed, looking at me with that fond exasperation I was starting to enjoy, a slight color lighting her cheeks as we made our way down the stairs. It wouldn’t have mattered a bit if anyone had seen me dragging her along anyway, as that seemed like fairly typical brother behavior to me. But I preferred her coming willingly, and enjoyed the curiosity that lit her face as soon as she got over the way I’d taken her from whatever she’d been doing without any notice, or indeed permission.
“So where are we going?”
“To my idea of a road trip.”
“A beach with a view?”
Yep, that sharp intelligence was back on it. So much for the surprise.
“I’ve already got the view, baby-Bella. So really, just the beach.”
I took an eyeful of that view and she shoved at me again, shaking her head. But she smiled, obviously liking the idea.
“Alright, alright, I’ll go along with it. But I might drag you in the water.”
“No way - I think I’ve already suffered that enough for you.”
We made our way down the garden towards the private beach at the end, messing with each other in the way we did to give an outlet to other, more intense desires while other people could potentially see us. With the the flurry of activity in the garden that was probably a good thing too, as people ran around putting up marquees and setting up tables to serve food and drink at the gala this weekend.
I was smiling easily and it was hard to believe the lightness of my step as we crossed past the railings that screened the start of the beach. Crazy to think what a good round of fucking could do to a guy, but the edge from those long, hard months away was finally starting to wear off. I was sleeping better - at least, when we slept - and starting to feel at ease with things again. The guys at base had even commented on what good pussy I must be getting.
I glanced down at Bella again and smiled as I thought about just how good. Turns out, my eighteen year old self hadn’t been such a bad judge after all. And who would have thought the things a prissy, stuck up rich girl would want to do? Not that that description fit Bella very well - at least when she was with me. Untamed wildcat might be better. Fierce and ferocious and just as eager for it as I was.
When we got to the beach, I turned off, heading away from the open area to a nice alcove I’d found to the side. It was still probably Terence’s land, but it was kind of in between two of the private beaches along here - but not really visible from either. It reminded me of a few of the places on the more public beaches I’d been, and the things I’d done there…
Bella gasped as we turned into it and stopped to look at me. I’d laid out the rugs, lanterns and practical stuff like crockery earlier in the day, but the food was on my back - figured if I left it laying around, some animal would get to it before we could.
“Seth…”
“See? Should’ve gone with my idea in the first place.”
She laughed a little and flopped down on the rugs, exploring the area I’d made for us.
“You never actually suggested it, you know.”
“Well, a 6 hour round trip sounded a little more attractive…”
“Hah - so what’s the plan, hmm? Did you bring me chocolate?”
I shouldered the bag off and lay back down beside her, our bodies settling into their usual side-by-side array as I started rooting one handedly through the large rucksack, bringing out various things.
“I set things up with plates, cutlery and wine glasses, and you want something I could feed you with my hands?”
Her eyes dilated a little at the mention of feeding her and I put that on the to-do list for this afternoon. The thought had my cock twitching too - already hard and eager. I was planning on a little more than just sex though.
“Okay, I’ll shut up. You tell me.”
“Babe, I don’t think anything could shut you up.”
“Hey!”
Her outrage was quashed by my mouth as my hands found something else to think about than the food.
“Mm, so this food…it doesn’t need eating immediately?”
Her mind was obviously going to the same place, but unfortunately the answer to that question didn’t work quite so well.
“Ah…mostly. Except the ice cream.”
Her eyes lit up and she jumped back from me. My body protested at the loss of contact and I dragged her back.
“You brought me ice cream?”
I god-damned hoped that breathlessness was because of me and not the thought of ice cream, but I laughed anyway.
“You and your ice cream…”
“So we could eat the ice cream…then the rest of it later?”
I scowled at her.
“Sandwiches before ice cream. That’s how it works.”
“Ugh…since when were you such a stickler for the rules?”
“I am in the Navy, remember.”
“Okay, okay, sand
wiches.”
I shook my head, but my own body was protesting that course of action, and I suddenly wondered why I was insisting on doing things in the proper order. Taking her here and now seemed like a damn fine idea to me. Except that I had intended to spend a bit of time with her not fucking.
Stupid idea.
“Right, understood, next time I won’t bother with the food. Except maybe dessert.”
Bella laughed again, and the warm, happy sound of it made me smile. God, this girl did things to me.
She helped me pour the wine and start opening the little packages I’d brought.
“This looks good - did you make it?”
“Hah, no. I only cook for survival. Becky did.”
The sharpening of her glance amused me - or would have done, if there wasn’t a whisper of unease at what it might mean. The idea of her being jealous was cute, but the emotions that might lie under that were dangerous. And not something either of us could embrace.
“Who’s Becky?”
I held her gaze mildly and the slightly accusatory expression dropped off a little.
“Wife of a military buddy. He’s down range at the moment, so we help out sometimes. She gave me these in return.”
I recalled the way Becky had looked me up and down, commented that she thought I was eating better but decided to give them to me anyway. For the truck, she’d said, since boys like us needed food constantly. I swear half the time she thought of us the same way as she did her kids.
“Oh. Okay.”
I could see her mind whirring behind her eyes, taking in the world she knew nothing about - didn’t have a part in. It might bother her, I knew, but there was no way I was mixing up those two parts of my life. One was stability and security - a home that I would always return to. The other was a crazy leap of insanity, a spark soaring on the wind that would peter out soon. They didn’t have any place together, and I’d protect the first with everything I had.
She bit into the sandwich and let the moment pass, and I was glad I didn’t need to articulate that. Somehow, I didn’t feel it would go well - and I didn’t really want to spoil the beautiful day.
