Targeted: Newlywed Navy Seals Risk It All! (Truth and Lies Series Book 1)

by Pinki Parks

  She swayed her hips forward and back onto me. Rubbing me in all the right ways. “

  I was living with uncertainty, but the one thing that was never in question was my love for you. It has only grown. I want you, Pride. Badly.” The dress slithered like a snake shedding its skin down onto the floor.

  I had to take a moment of pause to travel my eyes up and down her body several times. I walked her into the room and over to the master bath.

  We kissed as passionately as our first embrace. Her hands were squeezing the length of my member tightly encased in my pants. I moved in front of her and put my hands in hers. It was a delicate touch. I took a few steps backward with her following me until I heard this catch in her throat when she saw the bubble bath.

  It was a huge sunken tub and I helped her in until she was up to her neck in the bath salts that were touching her intimately. I pulled open my shirt and she leaned forward with her chin on the edge of the tub. Her hands were gripping my belt, but I forced her fingers to release me one at a time.

  “I like this side of you.” She was ready to see more and I wasn’t through with my surprises

  I retrieved the bottle of champagne from the bucket of ice on the floor of the bathroom and popped the cork with a twist of my hands. I directed the geyser of bubbles to her delicate and supple skin. The cold of the champagne made her skin tremble and sent a visible shiver down her spine.

  I took a slug and let the effects of the liquor flow through my veins to shut down my inhibitions. They were suitably numbed and she snatched the bottle from my hand to do the same thing. She poured some of the contents down between her cleavage with the trail of champagne tickling her skin.

  She grabbed me unexpectedly and this time she wasn’t going to give me any choice. The liquid fire in her eyes made me succumb to her wild ways. The belt came off.

  She wrapped it around my neck and pulled me down for a long and passionate kiss. The intrusion of her tongue was a welcome addition to the romantic atmosphere in the air.

  I didn’t know how I was going to resist her natural charm and seductive touch. Her ample bosoms floated upwards as she lifted herself into her knees, with bubbles dripping off them slowly revealing her nipples. Her fingers expertly released me from the confines of my pants. It fell to the blood red tiles on the floor leaving me in a pair of black skimpy underwear. I didn’t even know if I could call them underwear with how little there was. It was a little uncomfortable, but the look on her face was worth any discomfort.

  “I see somebody has bought something new and interesting for the occasion. I approve of your selection and it makes my lips hungry to taste you. The packaging is nice, but I’m more interested in the contents.” She grabbed me by the waistband and forced me to lift myself into the tub standing before her.

  “It looks like you have me where you want me. I’m your prisoner without the handcuffs. We might want to think about that for the next time.” She was pouring gasoline on the fire between us and I knew I was in trouble.

  “I don’t have to think about it. I’ve been in possession of a pair of handcuffs for many years. You would be surprised at how many men are not comfortable with being restrained. I’m glad to say that you are not like that.” She made me kneel in the tub with the underwear soaking wet with the head of my appendage sticking up over the waistband.

  She gave it a whipping with her tongue. I struggled out of the underwear anxious to see where this was going. The possibilities were endless. I had a nasty reputation for loving them and leaving them. I felt like a new man.

  I fell backward splashing in the water and flailing my limbs everywhere. She was trying to muffle how she was laughing at my comical display.

  “That wasn’t very graceful. You have to give me points for originality.” I flung the underwear over the side wet and slapping against the floor.

  “I always thought nothing could crack your armor.” She waded across the water, pushing the bubbles out of the way until she was lying on top of me with my inches rubbing along her stomach. We stared at each other and it was almost second nature how we fit together.

  I made a deep sigh of contentment with her sliding down my pole. The bubbles made it difficult to see what she was doing, but I could certainly feel it.

  “The Mrs. certainly does know how to take the initiative. I hope this is the beginning of something magical. This isn’t going to fall apart if we work at it. We have to put in the effort to keep things from getting stale.” I was making those soft and welcoming lips slide up and down my turgid flesh.

  “I know I have put you through a lot, but I hope I’m worth the aggravation.” She was worth any kind of hell to find the heaven between her legs.

  “That euphoric smile on your face touches me more than you can know. Every move you make takes my breath away. I look forward to waking up to your smiling face every morning.” My heart ached every time that I was out of her reach.

  I thought about her all the time and this expression of our love in a physical form was the secret ingredient. It was merely part of the recipe. She was my princess with this bad ass attitude.

  The momentum quickened with her body splashing down on top of me with water flying everywhere. She was doing most of the work with my hands on her hips to keep her steady. I didn’t want her to go flying off. Her face was transformed into a mask of hungry euphoria. This was our escape from reality.

  I kept looking over the side at the phone wondering when the phone call was going to be made. I could only hope we had enough time to make it to the finish line. I wasn’t ready to pull back on the chamber.

  It was deliriously enjoyable to watch her ascend to the ceiling of her pleasure. Nothing made me happier than to see the satisfaction in her eyes. The savage way that she was bouncing on top of me was almost too much to take. The feral animal unleashed was out of control.

  “I have to do this. I can’t stop it but I wouldn’t want to even if I could. Anyone can see what is going to…HAPPEN.” She was a fierce warrior done in by an orgasm that reached inside of her and left the woman I loved completely spent.

  She slumped against me with her nipples piercing my chest. I was lifting my hips out of the water and burying every single inch repeatedly. It wasn’t long before I felt the oncoming rush of orgasmic rapture. Gone were the days when I would be relegated to what was left after the last call. I had found the woman that was ready to go above and beyond to please me.

  She was purring like a kitten in my lap. Each time I gave her a stroke her eyes would flicker with recognition. The rhythm of my body manipulated her into a second orgasm. The clenching of her inner muscles sizzled like a heated brush until my body was no longer my own.

  The fire inside of me imploded. I lie there and let her siphon the life essence out of me. She freed me from her embrace and no words had to be spoken in the aftermath.

  She ran her fingernails around my nipples; scratching them and making me hump the air from how sensitive they were. She knew exactly what she was doing and I didn’t mind being underneath her spell. The bubbles were covering our naughty bits. She turned and was lying between me with my legs spread.

  “I was a little apprehensive about doing this. I didn’t know if it was going to be worth the wait. You made our first time as husband and wife something memorable. I’m not usually into this hallmark stuff, but it showed me that you are more than meat and potatoes.” She was giving me a backhanded compliment. I loved her dark humor.

  I had my arms wrapped around her with my foot on the tap to add a little bit more hot water.

  I grabbed the bubble bath and squirted a liberal amount into the water. I could feel the bath salts touching me in a profound way and I liked it. I didn’t realize it at that time, but the tub had jets strategically located around the perimeter. With one touch of my hand, we got a bit of a jolt with the bubbles churning around us.

  “I should’ve turned these on long ago. With this added stimulation,
I can see this turning into an all-night affair. The only thing missing is…” I didn’t get a chance to say it.

  The phone was buzzing and dancing across the floor.

  “Speak of the devil.” I smiled knowingly while reaching my wet hand down to the floor to try to capture the phone trying to get away.

  “Don’t get your hopes up. We did ask them to keep us informed. Dangling the bait by coming here out from underneath the umbrella of protection of the military was dangerous.” My fervent hope was that our plan was a success.

  I turned on the speaker portion of the phone so that the both of us could hear.

  “I have to tell you that I was skeptical about your plan. Working with the Russians was not a move that no right-minded Americans would normally make. They helped us find Riker. He will be debriefed and we will get the information out of him. We didn’t even have to fire a shot. We swarmed around him and gave him little choice. He does want to speak to you, but I wouldn’t advise it. It’s just another one of his mind games. Once we get the code and we crack it, we can leak it to the Russians. Pitman and the State Department will have a big pill to swallow.” We had called upon the oversight committee.

  Once we cracked the code, we would know everyone who was involved. Until then, anyone was a potential enemy.

  “I hope you were able to contain him quietly. We don’t want wind of this getting to the press. We wouldn’t hear the end of it. Those from the agencies would be in an uproar to have somebody’s head on a silver platter.” The plan had gone off without a hitch and we didn’t have to resort to putting her under hypnosis.

  “He came willingly without a fight. We used the back alley and a nondescript van waiting to take him to a non-disclosed black site.

  “We appreciate the information. I hope you don’t mind, but we are going to get back to our honeymoon.” I knew he was going to tell us that we had to come in, but it was going to have to wait. I hung up.

  “You’re not going to hear the end of that. I don’t know how much time we’re going to spend outside of this room in the next week. If we have the energy, I would like to visit our new friends when we get back home to Guam. With that being said, I believe that we have some time to make up for. Follow me to the bedroom but be fair warned that I’m going to leave my mark on you.” She walked out of the bathroom looking over her shoulder with this coy little smile on her face.

  I was looking forward to seeing what was going on in her devious and wicked little mind. It was a dirty job, but somebody was going to have to do it. I willingly volunteered my services. I looked down into the water and found a certain part of my anatomy was ready to be used and abused for her pleasure.

  I made my way over to the bedroom door and found her standing there with a pair of handcuffs dangling from her finger and a riding crop in her other hand. I was one lucky man.

  THE END

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  BONUS STORY 1

  Touched by A Colonel

  An Alpha Bad Boy Military Romance

  By Pinki Parks

  Synopsis

  “Can two people overcome the dangers that their past laid out for them?”

  Gail

  I had my fair share of having my heart strings pulled. I wasn’t expecting to feel anything. He had this way about him. I was hooked.

  Chase was a complicated man. A Colonel who bled red, white and blue for his country. He carried the burden on his shoulders.

  I was always a sucker for a man in uniform. I wanted him. He was mysterious. Secrets were his stock and trade.

  I was never easily swayed. His body was made for sinful exploration. It was I who was being explored. His phenomenal touch kept me coming back for more.

  Will his secrets unravel the mysteries behind my brother’s death?

  Chase

  Gail was a combination of femininity and confidence. I liked it.

  I was damaged. I was living in the shadow of my past mistakes. The past has this funny way of haunting the present.

  She understood me better than others. She made me feel like a man. There was nothing complicated.

  I feel the eyes watching me. I know someone is out there. It’s not safe for anyone to be around me. I can’t take the risk of hurting her. I can’t seem to move on.

  What happens when we let the fire burn for each other? Am I putting her in harm’s way?

  Chapter One

  Gail

  It was a never-ending cycle of normalcy. I woke up every day at the same time and found myself trudging through life with the other sheep. There was no challenging adventure on the horizon. The fire had been extinguished from my soul leaving me vacant and alone.

  I woke up in the morning to reach out only to feel a cold and empty spot on the other side of the bed. I was tired of seeing loving couples walking hand in hand showing public displays of affection.

  “Cheer up…it’s your birthday.” I spun my head around the office to see if anybody had overheard the words coming out of his mouth.

  “Keep it down and nobody else knows. I would like to keep it that way.” Henry was a computer geek that worked in the cubicle near mine making him less likely to be a potential conquest in the bedroom.

  “It’s not every day you turn 30. You should be screaming it from the rooftops for everyone to hear.” He sounded like the squawking reminder of my mother with her upbeat attitude and optimistic outlook on life.

  “I don’t see anything to be happy about. My love life is a dismal disappointment. This job is sucking the life out of me one day at a time.” I looked around at the sterile white walls and felt like screaming at the lack of color and personality.

  “You have to live for yourself and not for others. This is the perfect time for you to take stock of your life.” I did have to admit, for my age, I was in pretty good shape. My sessions after work with the private trainer had truly paid off.

  “Do you know how annoying it is to hear you with a chipper tone in your voice? I have no idea why we are even friends.” Henry was my secret weapon against the opposite sex.

  I was able to pick his brain. I learned those little things to make me aware of the fact a man was going to say anything and do anything to get into my pants. Henry was good at dispensing advice, but he wasn’t good at taking his own. He was always drawn to the bad boy with very little chance they were going to change their ways.

  “Gail, I wake up every morning with a smile on my face. I thank God for everything I have. A friend like you is found once in a lifetime. I am envious of your progress and I should stop by more often to see your personal trainer.” My body was toned where it mattered. I had a shapely butt that only seemed to drive men even more wild.

  My weight had fluctuated over the years, but I achieved 140 pounds, which was perfectly proportioned to my 5’6” frame. I had lightened my hair color and had it cut just above my shoulders. I always went through phases where I wanted to reinvent myself. It did make me feel better for a short while before the weight of the world came crashing down on my shoulders.

  The dress I was wearing was an early birthday gift on my credit card. It made my excitement more than a little obvious. The material of the black and white dress shaped my body in all the right ways.

  “I would gladly take a run at you if I wasn’t interested in something more masculine. I’m going to take you out tonight and paint the town red. The drinks are on me. Celebrate your birthday with me and I promise I won’t tell a soul.” It was emotional blackmail, but it wasn’t like I had a leg to stand on.
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  “For a private security company, this place is boring. It might be time to shake things up by getting wasted and taking home the first available piece of ass, I find.” I talked a big game, but my follow-through wasn’t exactly strong.

  “I will find you something gorgeous to sink your teeth into tonight. I will be your wingman. Who better than a gay man to find you someone worthy of your affection? Hum…oh that’s right, the hunk of a man that came from the army, um…what’s his name? Chase Adams.” Chase was a tall and imposing figure with a brooding demeanor to make him catnip to the ladies.

  “We don’t even know much about him other than he came here right after his tour of duty with the Marines. He’s not very talkative, but when he does say something it means more.” He carried himself with distinction and there were moments I fantasized about how to alleviate him of his clothes.

  “Rumor had it he was disgraced and thrown out of the Marines.” Others were more adamant about his heroic status and how he carried the burden of battle with him like a black cloud. He was out of my league, but my athletic reflection in the mirror said differently.

  I was still dealing with insecurity hoping that my outlook would change when my body was sculpted into the ideal woman. I had been working on the exterior me, but underneath my lack of self-esteem was holding me prisoner. I was a little shy and being in his gravity made me blush two different shades of red.

  “I would rather hear it from the horse’s mouth. He’s been with us for about a month, but he has only been in the office for a couple of days.” The injury he got working his first overseas assignment had made it necessary to get physiotherapy on the company’s dime. “I would’ve been happy to be his angel of mercy with a bedside manner to put a smile on his face.”