Daddy Seal (The Navy Seal Collection Book 3)

by Angela Blake

  The puzzle inside his mind was starting to fall into place, and events such as David showing up at the shop, her discomfort in front of him, even the reasons of her lying to him, were making much more sense to him now. In a matter of minutes, his mood shifted from anger and confusion to understanding and guilt.

  He cursed at himself for ever being so harsh on her, cursed at himself for the way he screamed at her in her room, ruining the first time she had ever had an orgasm on her own bed. The whole process could have been so much easier had he just asked her what the photo meant calmly, rather than causing such a ruckus.

  But he knew that he couldn’t blame himself for that, for had she never lied in the first place, none of this would have been a problem at all. But what he was glad about was, he could understand why she lied, otherwise he was afraid he would start hating her.

  “I don’t know. I was thinking, what just happened, is the confrontation I was looking for no? I could tell my family he brought a gun, if the ambulance got there then we could get the police involved, we’ll have evidence. Oh god, this might just have been the best thing to have happened!” she reached the realization while becoming hysterical.

  Chris gestured to her to calm down, while smiling. He loved the optimism with which she was living life. Realizing only now how much courage it must’ve taken for her to dress up and put on a skirt, and show up to get jewelry, when she had all the reasons to be depressed and give up on life.

  “It does make sense, but hey, nothing has to be this urgent. Give yourself some time to breath. You can go back to your house by night or something. I can also check with the hospital to see what became of David.” he said, trying to do the rational calculations for her, knowing full well that she was in a very emotional state right now.

  “You’re right. That definitely makes sense. Could I step outside for a smoke? If you don’t mind of course.”

  “Not at all, please do. Mind if I join you after paying the bill?” he asked in a cheery mood.

  She felt more warmth in his company now, feeling as if he was a partner she had been living life with for longer than she could remember. She grabbed her bag and phone, and stepped outside to light the last cigarette she had in her box.

  Chris watched her smoking outside through the door, how her gaze shifted from car to car, until he realized that it wasn’t objects she was looking at. Her eyes were carefully absorbing the people around her, as if she saw some art in their chaotic lives.

  He giggled, and signaled the waiter to bring the bill. After getting the change back, he tipped the waiter rather generously with a smile, and while taking his own cigarette box out, stepped outside to breath in the rough city air.

  He had only taken a few puffs, when Roxanne suggested something that was the last thing on his mind, but his stomach was filled with butterflies as soon as he heard it.

  “Can we go to your apartment?”

  Chapter 15

  Chris drove them to his apartment really fast, not being able to wait a second longer. Roxanne had the same kitten smile on her face that would show when she’d be teasing him.

  He parked the car with a screech, and got out quickly, locking the car behind him and heading straight into the building. Roxanne followed like an obedient child. As soon as the elevator door closed, the two were stuck to each other in a frenzy of hard kisses and heavy sighs.

  Upon entering the apartment and closing the door behind them, Chris pulled her shirt off, and started moving his hands around her waist, and slowly took it down to her crotch.

  He rubbed her lightly, knowing the things it must be doing inside her, making her wet for him, as he felt his erection rising at the same time.

  Roxanne wanted to give herself to him completely, and unbuttoned his shirt quickly in order to feel his naked chest, the muscle and the hardness of it, that made her feel like she had a hunk for a man, something that made her feel smug and proud of herself.

  She could remember clearly the strength with which Chris had fought David, and for some reason, wanted him to use the same strength in bed. Not in order to hit her, perhaps maybe while spanking, but more in the way that he handled her, she wanted him to be rough and dominating.

  He slipped her pajamas off by untying the lace, and pulled her panties down with his fingers. As she was halfway hanging on to him with her arms wrapped around his neck, he put his hands between her ass and thighs, and lifted her up to place her crotch against his hard dick.

  Roxanne used her wrapped legs around his waist to move her ass back and forth, rubbing his shaft up and down over his pants, as he was overcome by her hotness and carried her to the room, intending to make her scream with pleasure.

  He threw her on the bed, and started licking her from her feet up, while taking his pants off with his hands. Roxanne spread her arms on the bed, and as Chris’ mouth was reaching her pussy, he looked up at her face to gauge whether she was enjoying, and what he saw reminded him of the times with Tania.

  There lay Roxanne with her eyes closed in pleasure, and her tongue going in circles on her lips, as if she wished that the space at the center of the circle she was forming was filled with his thick cock.

  He licked her vagina furiously, constantly adding more and more spit at her entrance, and bringing her close to orgasm by giving long and slow licks on her clitoris. Hearing her moans getting louder, he started circling his tongue around her clit really quickly.

  She felt her vagina coming close to orgasming, but she wanted to come on his cock, and was unsure if she would be able to come again after the strong orgasm that was building up inside her with every movement of his tongue and mouth.

  He opened his mouth tall, and while sucking on her clitoris, shook his head sideways rapidly, delivering an overload of sensation on her pussy. He moaned while doing so, as if he was munching on the most delicious food after days of starvation.

  At the same time, he brought his tongue out of his mouth as far as possible, and started fucking her with it, in and out.

  She felt an urge to return the same pleasure to him, and with her hands tugging at his hair, she tried being a bit rough and pulled his head up with his hair as if he was her personal slut. As soon as she did so, he looked into her eyes and she opened her mouth with her tongue sticking out and slithering, calling him to kiss her.

  He leapt forward on top of her, and while holding her waist tightly with one hand, kissed her hard on the lips, and sucked her lower lip into his mouth while licking it furiously with his tongue.

  Roxanne’s mind was blown by the sheer amount of skill and moves he had, she could tell that the way he knew how to handle girls came from much experience from the past, and having been with many different lovers, and somehow, he complimented her enough to make her feel like she was the best he ever had.

  And there was indeed truth to it, as Roxanne was filled with passion and hunger for his body, and by shifting her weight, made the two turn around on the bed and got on top of him. She thrusted her crotch into his cock while making out for a while, after which she lowered herself down, and placed his cock in between her tits with a teasing smile on her face.

  Chris found it hard to believe that this was even happening, as she lay there in position, and he wrapped her tits around his dick with his hands. He started thrusting, feeling the soft cushion of her boobs on his dick, precum slowly appearing at the tip.

  She bent her head down and placed her tongue in front of his cock so that every time he thrust forward, his tip was touching her tongue and she could taste the slight tinge of his pre-ejaculate.

  Suddenly he let go of her boobs and threw his hands back on the pillow, losing himself to the pleasure she was giving him. She smiled, and lowered herself down further, taking his cock deep into her mouth.

  She circled her tongue around his head while it was inside, as she bobbed her head up and down fast. Chris made a bunch with her hair and tugged it, helping her in moving her head while at the sam
e time he thrusted inside her mouth, wanting to fuck it.

  She continued giving him a blowjob for a while, till she felt his dick pulsating on the walls of her mouth and tongue, and felt him reaching his orgasm.

  Deciding this to be the right moment, Roxanne moved up on his body and placed her ass directly over his cock. Instead of him fucking her, this time, she wanted to be the one to fuck him and make him hers. She placed his shaft against her wet lips down there, and moved back and forth slowly to tease him, knowing full well how much he wished his cock was inside her.

  With one hand she placed his dick against her hole, while the other hand she took to his mouth to let him lick her fingers. She was getting incredibly turned on by the way his arms lay on the bed, and before lowering herself down to wrap her pussy around his cock, she leaned forward and pinned him down with her hands.

  He looked into her innocent eyes with bewilderment and amazement, giving himself to her completely, as she increased her pace of bouncing up and down on his cock. He could feel her ass hitting his groin region, and while nearing orgasm, he started thrusting his hips a bit as well.

  Noticing this, Roxanne let go of his hands, and sat straight, pushing her hair behind her like a cowgirl riding a horse. He moved his hands upward on her stomach, and grabbed a fistful of her boobs, still thrusting in circles, stimulating every part of her vagina in deep.

  Slowly their pace increased, as he observed Roxanne’s tits bouncing up and down because of his thrusts, and suddenly, he couldn’t wait any longer.

  He grabbed onto her ass tightly, and starting thrusting faster and harder. He could feel his balls hitting her ass, and as he saw her body arch back and nearing an orgasm, he spanked her hard on the butt, making her moan hard.

  “Oh god wow…that was so hot….” she murmured.

  “Yeah you naughty girl, you like it?” he asked in return, starting to thrust even harder and faster.

  ‘Yes Daddy, please make me cum.” She whispered with her eyes closed, feeling her body being thrown up and down by his cock.

  Chris locked his teeth as he braced himself for the orgasm, and pounded her pussy with the intention of leaving it sore. He felt her walls tighten, as she took her hands back and placed them on his thighs. He kept pounding as she came for him, making her moan louder and louder.

  “Daddy…”

  “Yes…” he said in return.

  “Yes Daddy, keep going…”

  “Oh god yes…”

  “I’m cumming daddy…”

  “Yeah cum for me babygirl…”

  “Oh daddy…you’re so good…”

  And with one deep thrust, Roxanne let out one loud moan after which her walls loosened and her body relaxed, making her want to collapse. But her eyes opened wide as suddenly she felt his cock pulsating and realized that he hadn’t come yet.

  Every movement down there was now an overload of pleasure for her. But wanting to make him cum, she leaned forward again, and pinned him down, now bouncing on his cock even harder, as he matched his thrust with hers’ so that when she brought her crotch down he thrust upward, making it go in as deep as possible.

  His thrusts slowed down as he felt his come rising from his balls, and he stayed in place as she continued fucking him rough, until she drained the cum out of his cock, feeling it blow all over inside her pussy.

  She could feel the warmth and the stickiness of it, and as he thrust for one last time to release all that was left inside his shaft, she felt the cum around his cock, between it and her vaginal walls, slipping with her wetness.

  She raised her body for him to pull out, and looked straight into his eyes, which were stuck on her mound, his tongue sticking out, as he watched his cum dripping out of her pussy.

  The two went to the washroom to wash up, but ended up taking a shower together, at the end of which they fucked again.

  Chapter 16

  “Yes, mom, this happened, and I’m really glad that Chris was with me. I’ll fill you in on the details, just get to the hospital please.” Roxanne pleaded to her mother as Chris sped through the traffic to get to the hospital where David had been taking.

  Immediately after showering, Chris checked his phone to find updates from the ambulance regarding which hospital he was being taken to. He also had a text from the hospital itself, since he was the person to have called the ambulance, informing him of the room number and the severity of the case.

  Both of them smoked on the way there, as Roxanne braced herself for a possible encounter with her family, who could just side with David.

  She was wondering what proof she had to show that David had been the one to bring the gun and threaten their lives, but little did she know that as soon as the ambulance found the crash site, they sent the gun to the forensic department, which would then find that the gun was owned by David’s father, Sirius Hunt, who had already been called to the hospital as well.

  By the time they reached the hospital, the police had already confirmed that David hadn’t taken the gun with his father’s permission, and had no license to carry it around, let alone point it at someone and take them hostage. Given the history he had with Roxanne, this was very obviously, a crime in the eyes of the law.

  He drove quickly to the parking lot of the hospital, then the two made their way upstairs to the assigned room. In the corridor, they could see people gathered, a couple of news reporters along with mainly police, doctors and what seemed like the Hunt family engaged in a heated discussion.

  But disregarding all this activity, they knocked on the door, which was opened by Amber to let the two in.

  Roxanne hadn’t even gotten time to absorb everything in her environment, the smell of disinfectant and sanitizers, the white walls and the central air conditioning. She felt disgusted just looking at David’s face, that creepy smile still lingering on his battered and bandaged face.

  “Hello.” Roxanne whispered upon entering, giving a nod to her and David’s parents, as the latter eyed Chris suspiciously.

  Roxanna was glad to see a police officer sitting in the corner of the room, lest there was any anger or reaction from her ex-fiancé’s parents. She was greeted back by the rest in the room, as the one nurse that was taking the readings noted something down on her hardboard, then went and stood in a corner to silently listen to the conversation.

  “Hello dear.” David’s mother, this middle-aged woman with a lean figure, greeted Roxanne.

  Roxanne’s eyes met her own parents’, the nurse’s, David’s closed eye lids, and back to Chris, to whom she now looked for emotional support. Both Chris and Roxanne nodded in return to everyone, feeling as if they had been called here to be investigated.

  After some obviously awkward silence, Roxanne took the lead in addressing the matter at hand.

  “I am glad all of you are present here with us today, it would have been better had this been done in better circumstances, or if David was conscious to join, but I cannot wait any longer. And quite frankly, David being awake makes no difference.”

  She was able to do this because of the information Chris and she had about the handgun.

  “Sirius, if I can ask you, you’ve been like a father to me for the longest time, how would you react if I told you that your gun was used by your son to threaten your future daughter-in-law, all because she called off the marriage because she did not want to go through with the marriage?”

  Sirius looked speechless, his arms folded and looking down at the ground. Roxanne’s parents were also in a similar state, embarrassed and guilty for having ever doubted her about what she would say about David, they all thought she had some personal agenda against him.

  But now that everyone had evidence in the form of fingerprints on the gun, the wounds on David and Chris’ faces and bodies, their torn clothes, and two onlookers on the highway who reported seeing suspicious activity and two men fighting each other in the distance, until they heard a gunshot and called the police, there
was no room left for doubt regarding David’s actions.

  Considering the car belonged to Dean Hunt, Roxanne’s parents were also directly involved. Little could they say either, for they had defended their son to their last breath, claiming that Dean and Margaret’s daughter must be crazy for her to have rejected their son, but little did they know that their son had the potential for such creepiness, and still found it hard to believe.

  “I would suggest that we wait for my son to wake up, before we reach any decisions about character.” David’s mother barged in, trying to protect their image.

  “Do you really want to see your son deny it, and lose more faith in him? Because I can prove him guilty for sure. There are too many messages, too many persistent calls at night, too much evidence to show just how desperate your son was for me, and how much he wanted to control me!” Roxanne replied while becoming hysterical.

  Chris could see that she had been reduced to tears by the whole situation, and her internal feelings were showing now as she lost grip on containing herself. There was much anger she had been repressing, and all it needed was a trigger to make it burst.

  There was yet again no reply from the room, as all of them except Chris started to hear Roxanne, actually listen to her words, for the first time in their lives.

  She felt a hatred towards her own family that went further than her hatred toward David’s. Since his parents she could understand, wanting to defend their son, not wanting to accept that they could have raised such a child, she could almost feel the disappointment that Sirius and Margaret were going through.

  But it was her own parents that baffled her, how they preferred blaming their own daughter for a problem she wanted nothing to do with. She couldn’t understand how they must’ve seen her for them to have hated her so much, that even when she feared for her life their reaction was to accuse her of lying.

  “Roxanne, what is this?” Dean asked angrily, worried only about saving his name in front of his relatives.