His By Sunrise: A Military Erotic Romance (Sexy Siesta Series Book 1)

by Talina Perkins

  His touch was light, but the fire from the simple contact infused her skin and set her libido ablaze. Her heart softened a fraction more for the man and the power his touch held over her.

  As she spoke, he gently turned her around to face him. “And I meant it, sweetheart. Doesn’t matter if you decide to walk out that door. I’ll never forget the way you look at me. The way you have touched my soul. We might come at this from different angles, but there’s no denying what we feel for each other. Not any longer.”

  “Seems love should be easier than this, don’t you think?

  “Nothing is ever easy, love. I let your brother down once. Before tonight, I saw the promise I made as my penance. Something I had to live with for the rest of my life.” He pulled her closer. “All that changed today when I thought I’d lose you forever. There’s been too much lose around here and this…,” he squeezed her just a little harder, “…is all about you and me now.”

  She liked that.

  She turned. A wicked grin tilted his lips. She loved to see him smile. Especially this night. Which brought everything back to center stage. What now?

  Her head screamed at her to step back across the threshold and run like hell. Her heart pushed her deeper into the warmth his words and arms offered.

  “Bella, look at me.” The lazy heat in his voice called to her. She licked her parched lips that burned with questions, yet she was so desperate for his lips to caress hers instead.

  Their gazes connected, and she had all the answers she needed. He lowered his head slowly, but she didn’t want slow. She wanted faster. Harder.

  Isabella threw her arms around Blake and leaped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist in one smooth motion. His hands landed firmly on her ass, pulling her closer. In a single stride he pinned her flush against the wall. Pictures clattered to the floor with only a small rug to break the fall.

  She broke their kiss and received a deep growl and a nip to her lip. She slid her tongue along the tender flesh of her lip and watched in awe as his gaze followed her every move. Like he couldn’t get enough of her. Her heart beat against her ribcage, threatening to burst with the love that filled her.

  “Take me, Blake. Not for just a night, but for now, and as long as you’ll love me. I’ll take it.” She felt vulnerable, unsure what to do now that she’d set it all out there. So she let her body react for her.

  “Baby, this isn’t a one night kinda thing.” His hands worked around her waist as he lowered her feet to the floor to straddle his thigh. “I am still waiting on an answer.”

  Solid muscle slid between her legs, opening her up to him. Electricity shot through her on contact. Heat pulsated through her body aimed straight her swollen bud. Delicious waves of desire stole her breath away, knocking her off kilter.

  “Do you want to come for me, Isabella?”

  She dug her hands into his shoulders to pull herself closer to his warmth. Pure pleasure radiated up from her core as she arched. All thoughts pushed to the back of her mind to make room for the pleasure that overwhelmed her.

  She couldn’t deny the fire between them any longer. Didn’t want to. For the first time in so long, the pain that ate at her no longer controlled her. For the first time in over a year, she could finally breathe. Without a doubt she knew neither of them would let the past extinguish the flame.

  His lips crashed into hers, and she melted against him.

  He devoured her words of pleasure with his mouth. Sweet remnants of whiskey flavored his tongue. He pulled away only to dive back in, stroking the heat a degree hotter. If he could do that with only his mouth… Tingles of excitement rushed her.

  He wasted no time in removing the barriers between his hands and her breasts.

  Warm air enveloped her a second before the softness of his tongue found her hardened nipple. Live wires shot through her body, sending warm liquid to wet her folds. She couldn’t take it.

  More.

  Her nipple throbbed for the same attention he lavished on the other. She reached for it, but he pushed her hand aside. “Mine.” He pinched the nipple to drive his point home. Isabella withered in his embrace, eager for what he would do next.

  Isabella fought back tears. Only this time out of joy. She loved how much he wanted her. She wanted him just as much, and knowing he’d only been acting on her brother’s wishes made tonight all the sweeter. Blake pulled back and let her nipple slip out of his mouth with a juicy pop. “Beautiful and delicious.”

  Pent-up need begged for release with each delicious second of torture he administered. Blake tightened his grip on her hips and continued rocking her over his thigh. She tossed her head back and let out a moan that consumed her whole body. She couldn’t hold back much longer, but she didn’t want their time together to end. Not yet.

  “Let go, Isabella. Stop thinking and just feel. It’s all you need right now.”

  The command in his voice freed the part of her she held back. Power she’d never known before wrapped around her soul releasing the full force of her orgasm. Waves of fire lapped at her insides while her body arched in pleasure. Strong arms wrapped around her. “I’ve got you. Just hold onto me.” His words melted her heart just a little more. Much more and she would never be the same again.

  Isabella blinked back the tears formed at his tender words coming on the heels of the hottest orgasm she’d had since…well, she could never reach the clouds Blake just took her to with any toy—or man.

  Still high from her orgasm, he eased back only to lift her into his arms. She never played the damsel in distress, but for now she knew he needed to care for her, show her what he was willing to do.

  And if she wanted to be honest with herself, she liked the way his muscles rippled against her body as he walked them into the living room.

  She rested her cheek against his firm chest and silently thanked the Marines for all the delicious male she currently had wrapped around her. “If handing in my resignation is what it took for this,” she motioned with a finger between them, “to happen, then don’t count on an apology.” Her words rolled of her tongue with a hint more accent than normal and gave away how much he affected her.

  She turned her head to the side just enough to see his trademark smirk. “Leave it to you to be the tactical one of the family. Marines have nothing on you, baby.”

  She titled her head back and laughed so hard even her soul felt the change this night brought.

  Blake slowly eased her down the front of his body. The same fire from just moments ago sparked to life in the depths of his eyes, ready to consume them. Nothing would stand in their way tonight or any other night.

  He cupped her face in a tender touch. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful. I lose myself a little every time I touch you. You’re my kind of sin, baby.”

  Emerald settled on golden brown. Truth carried through his words, warming her heart.

  He pulled her to him. There was no denying the hard-on that pushed against her stomach. With only a couple of pulls and a flick of a button, Isabella freed his shaft. She wrapped her fingers around him eliciting a deep groan. Soft, silky skin in total contrast to the solid muscle that begged to be kissed, licked, and fucked. All in that order if she had her way. Chills tickled along her spin from seeing him enjoy her touch, but she had other ideas.

  She locked gazes with him again, not moving her hand, and slowly dropped to her knees. A challenge played out across his face, one that dared her to continue. She held back the naughty laugh threatening to escape. If he only knew how his look pushed the bad girl in her to the surface. It was his turn to beg for mercy.

  She licked her lips, slowly lowered her mouth to cover the head of his dick, and flicked. Her reward a mixture of sweet and salty pre-cum. Eyes closed, she took him deeper, eager to taste more of him.

  Her clit throbbed in time with each stroke she administered to his cock. Her nipples pebbled in the warm air, begging for attention. She cupped her breast, slipping a nipple between her fingers. On
e tug and her pussy creamed, ready for him. God, he was so hot she could come just by sucking him off.

  She released herself and gathered his balls in her right hand while using the left to hold him in place. With hollowed cheeks, she pulled back just enough to let the tip rest on her lips.

  He dug his fingers into her hair and gently pulled her down. Head thrown back with pleasure, he rocked his hips. She worked in time with him, swallowing each time the tip hit the back of her throat. She might not be a as experienced as most women her age, but she wasn’t without skills.

  She picked up the pace, working him with her hand.

  “Stop.” He panted, withdrawing his cock from her lips. She smiled with satisfaction. Wildfire lit his eyes, and she had put it there. “Not just yet, sweetheart. Please God, not just yet.”

  He tugged her up, his lips full of devotion for her body. He showered her shoulders with warm kisses then moved down to lave at her breasts.

  With lightning speed, her boots hit the floor in a one-two thud. Her jeans came off next, carelessly tossed to the side. She stood before him in only her panties. Thank God she loved the sexier ones.

  He stepped back from her, eyes hooded. Firelight danced across the dim room, infusing the shadows with a golden light.

  “Beautiful.” His voice, rough with emotion, caressed her senses. He lowered her to a pool of blankets set back from the fire. She loved the heat encasing her from all sides.

  “There’s no going back after this, Isabella.” On his knees, he settled between her thighs. With one hand he lifted her foot to rest on his shoulder while parting her legs for him to see all of her.

  Warm cream trickled down the lips of her pussy and onto her thighs. “After I have the taste of you on my tongue I won’t be able to stop there. Are you ready for that?” His tone was steady, but she could see a hint of fear flit across his eyes. She’d only seen that look one other time, and she’d be damned if she would allow it a place in their lives again.

  She watched as he kissed her ankle then her calf. He slowly worked his way closer to her core with each kiss. She couldn’t think. Breathing hard, she directed his head to her throbbing clit, but he held his ground.

  “I want to hear you, sweetheart. Tell me you want this as much as I do.” He rested his forehead on her stomach. “Answer me fast, baby, because I don’t know how much longer I can keep from claiming you.”

  “Take me, mì amor. I’ve always been yours.” She propped herself up on her elbows, eye level with him. “Take me hard and take me now.”

  That was all it took. Her words released the lock, and a flood of pleasure filled her to overflowing.

  From ass to pussy his tongue devoured her. Sizzling heat lashed at her clit with each pass. She arched against the delicious ache he stirred, reaching to relieve the pressure herself. Before she could, his lips enveloped her clit. One pull and she lost herself to a rollercoaster of euphoria.

  Every inch of her body came alive. “Take me, Blake,” she gritted out between gasping for air and holding back a scream of ecstasy. His grip tightened on her thighs in response, each finger claiming a part of her for himself.

  He looked up at her, lips wet from his feast on her juices, and let out a low, sexy chuckle. At the devilish smile he threw her way, her heart rate tripled. He splayed a hand on her stomach to hold her in place and returned to her sweet torture.

  He released her abruptly, only to surprise her again. Shock sent a flood of air into her lungs with a hard gasp. She fisted the blankets while he slipped a finger between her cheeks to brush across her anus. She’d taken lovers in the past, but no one had ever touched her there. She burned with embarrassment when he parted her further. She could feel his eyes on her…all of her.

  Isabella shifted her legs from around his shoulders, but he caught her calf. “Never hide your beautiful body from me, baby. Too beautiful for shyness.” She flushed with a heat only he seemed to provoke in her.

  He consumed her as if he wanted to put as much of her in him as possible. She slowly dropped her legs, her heels resting on either side of his back. “That’s it, baby. Let me love all of you.”

  Unable to look away, Isabella held his gaze, watching as he flicked his tongue to stroke her. Her breasts heavy with the onslaught of desire flooding her system. She pinched her nipples and let her head fall back against the soft blankets. With each pass of his tongue, her breath caught. She dug her heels in to pull him closer, which earned her a delicious nip to her thigh.

  Her whole body stiffened as he worked her cheeks apart again. His finger just barely touched her netherhole while he lapped at her clit.

  Little by little, he caressed her ass without breaching the barrier. She wished he would. Just the thought of something so exotic with Blake had her hips bucking. She reached between her legs and slipped a finger—then a second—into her pussy, desperate for more. He caught her hand. “Naughty Bella. Always so impatient.”

  She stared, mesmerized by how he sucked each digit into the warm cavern of his mouth. When the last drop left her fingers, he broke past her forbidden barrier with a single slow push. The pressure. The pain. The pleasure. Juice gathered and overflowed to run down her crevice.

  He withdrew his finger completely only to slide the tip back in. She bucked from the intrusion, but begged for more. “Blake,” she groaned.

  He pulled back, leaving only the tip of his finger to tease her further. Her pussy quivered for the same attention. She could feel the power of her orgasm build with each stroke, each thrust. “Take me, Blake. Now.”

  He rose above her, his massive body parting her wide. The look in his eyes told her she was safe with him, that her heart would be protected and her soul loved. They could finally start to heal now.

  Now to see how he played. She had a feeling this was only a teaser, and tonight would be the beginning of a long life filled with passion filled adventure.

  She closed her eyes, ready for this moment.

  “No. Don’t close your eyes. Look at me, sweetheart. Look at us,” he said in a raspy voice. His hardened cock bounced lightly off his abdomen. Veins bulged along the shaft. The swollen tip oozed pre-cum that made her mouth water for another taste of him. Not one to waste an opportunity, Isabella sat up and cupped his balls with her left hand while her other hand claimed her property.

  Slowly she slipped her tongue out to catch the bead of pre-cum she milked from the tip. Salty mixed with a flavor made of pure male. Isabella repeated the motion, her reward another drop. She moaned and threw her head back to look up at Blake. He kneeled before her, every muscle straining for control. Golden firelight played off the sheer layer of sweat coating his skin. Each crevice and contour of his body on display for her.

  “I’m going to take you, Isabella. Hard and long, sweetheart.” She watched as he grabbed a condom from a box she hadn’t seen on the end table earlier. He slid the barrier around his thick shaft then eased her down. Poised above her, he fisted his cock, guiding it to her entrance. Her heart thundered in her ears ready for the rush of pleasure. Impatient, she wrapped her hand around his. “Make me scream then.”

  Challenge accepted. In one fluid movement he sank balls deep into her core, fusing their bodies.

  Her eyes began to flutter shut. “No. Watch as I take you,” he commanded in a tone that called to her submissive side once again. She wanted to explore what it all meant, but later when she could think clearly and give voice to her little fantasies.

  She drank in his every move, watching as his muscles rippled with each thrust. He pumped his cock in long, powerful strokes. Isabella held her breath with each withdrawal, and each time he slammed home he pushed her closer to the edge. Ready to fall over the cliff and never look back, she sank her fingers into the flesh of his shoulders.

  He slowed to gentle movements. “God, I want you so much, baby. I’m talking whole fucking nine yards. If you’ll have me” He held her gaze, “And if you’re not ready, Bella, I’ll wait.”

  He
wrapped her tighter in his embrace. She’d never felt so loved, so wanted in her entire life. “We can look for another house; even move to the city on a permanent basis if that would make you happier.”

  A kaleidoscope of emotions fought for her attention as his words sank in. He wanted her. She was as much his key to happiness as he was hers.

  “Never.” She cupped his face and smiled at the confused look her words caused. “What I meant to say is, I would never want to leave here. Not after tonight, anyway. This house carries too many memories to walk away from.” She paused to gather her words, hoping she could say them all before the tears struck. “Let’s make our own. Not to forget, but to give life back to us both. I think it’s what Adrian would want, too.”

  He intertwined their fingers. Through blurry eyes, she soaked in the love that had always been a part of them, now set free.

  Everything came to a head with her in his arms and his cock balls deep in her pussy. She probably wouldn’t ever understand her brother’s reasons for wanting them apart, but she fully believed he would be happy for them. That she could live with.

  Blake rolled them over. With a firm grip on her thighs, he guided her onto him. Hot liquid seeped from her core. Watching him shudder with the pleasure she gave him jacked up her desire tenfold.

  Her pussy clenched around his dick with each withdrawal and again with each thrust. She stared into his eyes and fell for him all over again. Her heart raced, ready to explode with the love that swelled inside her.

  “Come for me, my sweet Bella.” He clasped her nipples between his fingers and pinched. Raw energy shot to her clit. Pure ecstasy rippled through her body. “I need you, Blake. I don’t know how long I can last.” She forced out the words, unable to focus from the tension building in her core.

  “Let yourself go, baby.”

  She anchored herself to his words, finally ready to fly. So she did.

  Small ripples swiftly transformed to full-on quakes that started at her center. He pulled her down to devour her moans as she fell over the edge. Power radiated between them, its force stronger than any bond forged in steel.