by Blythe Reid
“You protected me,” Embry said softly.
I nodded. “Hell, yes. Nobody gets to touch you like that unless you want their hands on you.” I kept my arms wrapped around her body, waiting for her to push me away. The heat grew between us as she slipped her hand up to touch my face. I swallowed thickly. “Do you want my hands on you, Embry?”
She nodded her head, and I smiled slowly, stroking her side before I traced her lips with my finger. Desire flooded her baby blues, and I felt her press against me. Her breath hitched in her throat. I wanted her and my cock grew, pressing against her stomach.
She gasped. “Trace,” she said in a shaky voice.
I pulled her closer. Her full chest pressed against me as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
Chapter 4
Embry
I felt all my desire for Trace flooding my body, and I pulled myself up to press my lips to his, needing to taste him. Having that stranger touch me turned my stomach, especially when he pulled me against him, but Trace holding me was everything that I ever wanted.
He kissed me back slowly, teasing me as he slipped his hands down to cup my ass, pulling me closer to him. My nipples were hard and aching for him, and my core was hot and throbbing.
Trace claimed my lips again before pulling back just enough to tell me what he wanted to do to me right now. Holy shit. The things that he was saying would make me angry if it was anybody else, but I wanted Trace right here and now.
Oh, God. We were in the bar, and Gramps could come around and see us at any time. I felt Trace lift me up and carry me farther down the hallway, his lips hard on mine before he opened a door and pressed me against the wall.
“Is that sweet little pussy wet for me, Embry? Are you ready to come for me?”
His words shocked me, but they also filled me with liquid fire. I was wet for him. It wasn’t just because he was the sexiest man I’d ever seen. It was also because he’d stood up and defended me out in the bar. When everyone else just watched, Trace took action to protect me. His savage masculinity was a serious turn on.
“Trace,” I moaned as he stared into my eyes. “Yes, I’m ready for you. I want you.”
He unbuttoned his jeans and licked his lips. All my strength faded, along with any kind of hesitation I’d ever felt about getting physical with a man. He reached for my hand and slipped it inside of his pants to feel his length, hard and thick.
“See what you do to me?” he asked. “Feel what you’ve fucking done to me since that kiss a year ago?”
He remembered that kiss, too? I’d been thinking of it ever since it happened, but I had no idea it had affected him the same way as me. It only made me want him more.
His eyes were dark in the dim light of the naked bulb that swayed from the ceiling. I grasped him in my hand. He was so thick. It filled my hand, hot and heavy.
He jerked his pants down and freed his cock as he sucked in his breath. “Get on your knees,” he commanded.
Oh, shit. I’d never done this before, but looking down at his massive cock made my mouth water. I dropped to my knees, and his hand gripped my hair, pushing me toward him.
I gripped him tighter, stroking hesitantly as I watched his face. Trace’s eyes were dark and wide as he gazed at me, his lips parted. I kept on stroking him before leaning forward to take the tip of him in my mouth slowly, tasting the salty juices that dripped from his body.
It made me moan as I sucked him deeper. I felt his hand grip my hair as I allowed him slowly into the back of my throat. Trace had a massive cock, and I struggled for a moment with it. But his hand reminded me what he wanted.
Trace told me all the filthy things that he was going to do to me as I sucked him, making me wet with desire. He began to guide himself in my mouth, telling me to take all of him.
I choked, my eyes filling with tears as we moved together. He was so big, but I wanted him to go deeper. I wanted to take all of him.
All my fight was gone, and the idea of saving myself was a lost thought as I felt him thicken.
“Swallow me, Embry. I’m so close.”
I reached around to pull him closer as he buried himself inside me and shot deep inside of my throat. It was thick and salty as I swallowed. I felt the tug on my hair as Trace murmured my name. I dropped down to the floor of the dim closet, weak with need as I rested my face in my hands.
“Your mouth feels so good, Embry. I can’t wait to use your sweet little body, but not yet. We’ve waited this long and just a little more time will make it that much better.”
I felt his hand on my face and looked up to see him offering it to me to help me up. I took it, and he lifted me to my feet slowly, pulling me against his body as he kissed me.
“Who do you belong to, Embry?” Trace asked as he pulled away to lift me onto a box, leaving my body level with his cock.
“You, Trace.”
I was numb with need as he spread my legs, rubbing himself against me as he cupped my face and kissed me again. I knew that my mouth was full of his come, but he drove his tongue into my mouth as if he didn’t care. I returned his kiss with equal passion.
His cock pressed against my jeans, hard and bare as I moaned. I wanted him so badly, but he told me to wait for him, even as my jeans pressed against my clit.
“Are you my little virgin? Are you going to be Daddy’s little slut?”
“Yes,” I murmured against him, weak with desire as he pushed harder.
I would do anything for this man. My sexual desire was so strong that I felt like I was losing myself. It all started the first time that I saw him when we were both younger. And that kiss between us last year started a slow burn inside of my body.
Trace kissed me painfully again before pulling away and staring into my eyes. “I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me. I can’t wait to make you come.” He thrust his hips against me harder and I whimpered as I felt the beginnings of an orgasm. “I want you to go fix yourself in the bathroom and go back to work. I want you to think about me as I watch you, wanting you. I want you in so many ways, Embry. I’m going to have you, but not tonight.”
We shared a few more long kisses before he fixed his clothes and left the closet, leaving me alone. I was shaking as I ran my hands through my hair. How was I supposed to work after this? I barely knew my own name.
Reality slowly set in, and I made my way to the restroom, cleaning myself up with cool water and a paper towel. I looked flushed, but I could manage to finish my shift. I had the attack out there to fall back on, even though I was long over it now.
Trace was going to fix everything. I headed back out to the bar, flooded with questions about how I was doing. I felt Trace watching me the entire time until he left with friends, winking at me before he walked out of the front door.
Chapter 5
Trace
I woke up the next day to get Ben to school, having the rest of the day free. Mom was out to lunch with friends, and I decided that I’d work out in my gym and shower before running some errands.
I ran a few miles on the treadmill as I played back the night before, still seeing my cock buried in Embry’s mouth. I saw the shock in her eyes at the moment she took me, and the lust that soon took over as she sucked me further into her mouth. She was so strong with other men, turning them down with every proposition, but it was my cock that was going to feel her wrapped around it.
Embry was mine.
I finished the run and headed upstairs to shower, consumed with desire for Embry as I stripped. I grasped my erection after turning on the water and stroked it slow and hard. I imagined her naked before me, glistening with need. I closed my eyes and jerked harder. I felt myself in her mouth again as I kept moving my hand, seeing her blue eyes turned up to look at me as I filled her.
Fuck me. I wanted this woman badly, worse than any other before her. I wanted to be her first and her last. I cried out as I shot all over the blue tile of my shower, dropping my head back as I took deep breaths of the hot air aroun
d me.
My thighs ached with the release, and I stepped under the water to bring myself back to reality, thinking about getting Embry here in my bed as soon as possible. I wanted to move slowly with her, but I only had a matter of days to spend with her, and I couldn’t wait. I needed to own all of her before I left for another trip overseas.
I dressed in some shorts and a close-fitting t-shirt, intending to go to the commissary to stock up on groceries for Mom, something I did every time I was home. She was taking care of my son, and I’d seen how much that kid was eating last night at dinner. He took after me. I tucked my wallet into my pocket before picking up the keys to my beloved Jeep.
I pulled into the base and looked across the lot to the bar as an idea hit me. Embry might be there getting ready for the day, and I wanted to see her again. I pulled in to see just a few cars there and realized that they weren’t open yet. But I noted the delivery trucks parked around the building. Someone was there, and Embry was a devoted granddaughter to Joe, so my bet was on her being here.
I walked up to look through the window, seeing her talking to someone at the bar as I took her in. There was a large staff working around her, and I grinned as I pushed the door open and walked inside.
“Trace?” Embry asked. She set down the clipboard and walked forward. She tossed her braids over her shoulder and blushed as she walked over.
“Morning. I know that you’re closed, but I was hoping to take you out to lunch today after I hit up the commissary.” I smiled crookedly, watching her weaken before me.
“Well, I did get here early, and the manager is here. Molly could handle the deliveries, and Harper will be getting here in about half an hour. I could take off for a while.” Embry smiled at me and her eyes darkened as she gazed at me. “Molly? I am going to grab a bite to eat. Do you mind handling things?” The blonde agreed and Embry assured her that Harper would be there soon, since she was working at the bar now that she’d graduated.
We walked out into the sunshine, and I led her to my Jeep, opening the door for her. “What do you need to get at the store?” Embry asked me as I started the engine to continue to the large store.
“My mom watches my son Ben when I’m away. I want to stock her up with groceries, since he’s eating a ton these days.” I smiled at the mention of my small family as she looked at me.
“How old is he?”
“Just turned twelve. He’s taking after me with his appetite and love for sports.” I pulled into a parking space and glanced at her. Something flashed through her eyes as Embry shook her head, and I hopped out to open her door. “What’s that look for?”
“Nothing. I mean, he’s not that much younger than I am, but you’re leaving anyway. This is just for fun.”
She shook her head, and we walked inside. I grabbed a cart to fill up with groceries. She had no idea that I was thinking more long-term than just a fling. I filled the cart with all of Ben’s favorites and a few things that I wanted Mom to make for me, laughing with Embry as we talked about various things we saw in the store. In addition to being sexy and still innocent, Embry was funny and kind. I saw her drop her smart-ass facade a little with me throughout the time that we spent there, falling a little harder for her as I got to know her.
We left, grabbing some lunch at a local Thai place, before I drove to my house off base. “Are you taking me back to the bar?” Embry asked as she looked at me, leaning back in the seat with a smile.
“No, I’m not. I need to spend some more time with you,” I told her firmly as she chuckled and reached for her phone.
Chapter 6
Embry
Trace pulled into a long driveway that led to a sprawling ranch home, and I looked it over curiously. It was a nice home, and I glanced at him as I nibbled my lip. “Do you live here alone with Ben?”
“Yep. I bought this when it was just him and I, wanting a fresh start. Mom lives in the same neighborhood, though, just a few blocks over. It makes it easy for everybody.” Trace led me inside, and I looked at his body for what felt like the millionth time today, smiling as he led me to the kitchen. “I am going to take most of this over to her later, but I wanted some time alone with you.”
He oozed confidence and sex, and the way we got along today made me feel dizzy for a moment. I knew that I was in much deeper than I should be, given his career as a SEAL, but I couldn’t help myself. My crush on Trace had only grown since seeing him again after that kiss near the bar. We flirted the entire time we were at the store as well. There was no denying the intense attraction that was still between us, something that took my breath away.
Once the groceries were put away, Trace pressed me back against the kitchen counter to kiss me. He’d given me soft pecks while we were out, no doubt starting a lot of talk, but it got me all kinds of turned on, wondering what was in store for us next. I was about to find out.
His mouth parted my lips, and his tongue slid slowly inside as I wrapped my arms around his neck, straining to be closer to his hot body.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Em,” Trace told me as he released the button on my stretch jeans, pushing them and my panties down to the floor.
I blushed, realizing that there were a lot of windows surrounding us. Trace seemed to read my thoughts, and he whispered that the house was private as he lifted me up and sat me on the counter. I was bare, and he parted my legs wide and slid a hand over my folds slowly.
Oh, fuck.
His finger found my swollen clit, and he stroked it, making me drop my head back with a groan. I was still turned on from last night. I’d never admit that I got myself off more than once last night. As good as it had felt, it wasn’t anywhere as good as this.
I stared at Trace as he went to get a chair, leaving me alone for a moment. He faced the chair forward and sat down on it before stroking my inner thighs with his thumbs. Trace breathed on my pussy gently. I shivered, and he stared into my eyes.
“Do you want to come?” he asked, his voice a low, sexy baritone.
“Yes,” I breathed.
He thumbed my nub for a moment, staring at my bare pussy spread out before him.
“I’ll tell you when, Embry. Hold it until I do.”
Trace leaned forward and licked me, slow and firm. He clutched my legs to keep them apart. I was jerking before him, and he circled my clit slowly. I cried out and slipped one hand into his cropped hair.
He felt so good. He tasted and teased me, using his thick, talented tongue and brushes of his fingers. I felt myself edging close to an explosive release, but Trace pulled away, kissing my soft inner thigh. I begged him to keep going. He was such a fucking tease, and I needed to feel my body explode around him soon. I needed as much of him as I could get before he was gone again. Trace pressed his face into me again, licking me as I shivered.
Trace slipped one hand under my shirt to cup a breast through my lace bra. His other one drifted between my legs. He slipped a thick finger inside of me, and I wondered for a moment if everything was big on this man.
Trace curled his finger, brushing something deep inside of me that made me move against him. He sucked my clit between his teeth.
“I’m so close,” I moaned. “Please, Trace. Please. I need you.”
“Let it go for me, Embry,” Trace urged me as he brushed his finger against the same place again with another pass.
I felt my body explode from the inside as I came. Wetness gushed from my pussy and dripped down the curve of my ass onto the counter.
I’d read about these kinds of orgasms in books, but I never expected one in real life with or without sex.
I dropped back, laying on the counter as I breathed in. Trace moved slowly out of me, the pressure making my pussy ache as I watched him lick his finger slowly. “Your sweet cunt is so tight, Embry. I can’t wait to feel it around my cock.”
I groaned in agreement, unable to form words at this point. He gave me a few minutes to recover, and just as I was sitting up, we both heard a door open i
n another part of the house.
Trace’s eyes widened, and he pulled me down from the counter. He handed me my jeans and pointed down a hallway, mouthing his son’s name and then what looked like something about a bathroom. I grabbed my pants and underwear and hurried away from the kitchen. Shame and embarrassment filled me.
Shit. Fuck. Hell.
We were almost caught by his son. I blushed as I thought about what happened in that kitchen. I checked one of the doors, finding a small bathroom. I locked the door and leaned against the sink, breathing in deeply. That was incredible, and I played back the orgasm through my head before I looked in the mirror. I was flushed, and my eyes were a bright blue. I smiled slowly.
I wondered what was going to happen next as I ran wet hands over my hair, trying to tame the curls. I could be stuck in here until his son went to sleep for the night, and I dropped onto the toilet seat with a sigh.
Chapter 7
Trace
I adjusted myself in my jeans as Ben walked into the kitchen, smiling as he gave me a tight hug. “Hi, Dad.”
“How was school, buddy?” I asked as I returned it, realizing how much I missed him.
“It was great. What’s for dinner?” He went to get a drink from the fridge, giving me time to go wash my hands. I hoped that he couldn’t smell the sex in this room as I grabbed a paper towel to dampen it and wipe down the counter where Embry had just had the most beautiful orgasm that I’d ever seen.
“I went shopping today. How does some spaghetti and meatballs sound with some garlic bread tonight?” I thought of Embry in the bathroom with a small smile. Fuck it. We could all make dinner together. I thought about how long it had been since he’d felt that kind of connection in this house. It would make for a nice change.
“Great,” he replied as he checked his phone for a second.
