by Christa Ann
“That’s it. My hand is wet.” He thrust his fingers hard inside her pussy and curled them to hit her g-spot as the finger in her ass moved half way out before thrusting back inside. “Let go. Come for me.”
With that, Skye’s legs quivered uncontrollably; she squeezed his fingers and screamed, not caring who heard her. Trevor removed his fingers from her pussy and replaced them with his mouth. He licked and sucked at her and nipped at her swollen folds. “Hmmm. You taste of honey.”
Falling to her knees, she reached out to stroke his erection and licked the drop of fluid that appeared on the tip. He held her wrist, stopping her. “I want to taste you.” He released her at that statement.
Skye closed her hand around his erection, stroking and twisting him from root to tip. With her other hand, she cupped his balls and caressed them. Trevor spread his legs and pumped into her hand. When she squeezed gently, a drop of fluid appeared at the tip, and she leaned in again to taste him.
When her tongue licked across the head of his cock, his hand went to her hair. “Skye. Your mouth,” he moaned. “Harder, faster.” She gave him what he wanted, moved her mouth faster and sucked hard. Bobbing her head, she hollowed her cheeks and squeezed the base with her hand. “Fuck.”
Then Trevor came down her throat. After, Trevor pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. They could taste each other on their tongues. She could feel him getting aroused again. Moving around him, she crawled up the bed. “Come to me; I need you inside me.”
Trevor moved between her legs as he stroked his cock, his other hand cupping her pussy. Then she felt his erection pressing into her sex, and her inner muscles gripped the head of his cock. Her back arched toward him; she wanted his mouth on her breast.
His hand on her breast, he pinched her nipples, making her thrust up. “Relax your muscles and let me in.”
“I can’t. I need you now.” Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled him toward her. That’s when he pushed inside her pussy.
He moved his finger and started sucking on her breast, and oh how she loved when his mouth found her breasts. He intertwined their fingers above her head. He slowly thrust into her with long steady stokes.
She couldn’t stand it anymore. Needing more, she tried to release her hand, but Trevor wouldn’t let her go. “Tell me what you want.”
“I… I want harder and faster.” She rocked up.
Trevor pulled out and slammed into her repeatedly. She dug her nails into his hands and tightened her legs. “Yes.” The pleasure built up so fast it took her by surprise. Glancing into his beautiful hazel eyes, she saw love and passion. She hadn’t realized her hands were free until one went to his forearm and the other to his neck, pulling him to her for another toe-curling kiss.
Pulling away from the kiss, they both came together. She’d only experienced such intense orgasms with Trevor. She was glad when he moved to her side so they could calm their racing hearts.
Skye lay with one leg over his and her head on his shoulder. When she got her mind together, she placed a hand on his chest. “Tell me.”
He sighed. “The Commander requested I stay and help plan the mission since Radio and I initially did all the recon. They all deployed, knowing what should be done. Radio and I had a suspicion who the leak might be, but didn’t want to report it until we knew for sure. Anyway, we completed the mission, but on the way back to the base, they hit enemy fire. The thing is, the new team lead and I changed the return trip, and only the Commander, Radio, and one other person knew. So, we had the proof needed. I stayed the last week to see my therapist, to finish the last of my paperwork, and to make sure everyone made it back. Plus, I wanted to say good-bye.”
At that, she placed a hand over his heart and looked up at him. “What next?”
“Not much. No one got seriously hurt this time. The new lead and Radio will have to give written and verbal testimony. I heard from Dan, that’s the new team lead, when I got to my parents: the leak cracked and confessed. I can’t say anymore and probably told you too much anyway.”
Understanding, she curled up next to him, but had one more question. “How are you doing? In here.” She lightly patted the middle of his chest.
“Honestly, the storm that was constantly boiling inside isn’t there.” He moved his hand over hers, and she felt his other tug her hair lightly to look at him one more time. “And that is because of you, Skye. Your love and trust in me has calmed the storm within. You have me completely. I hope you can deal with that because I’m not leaving you again.”
She smiled. “I love you too. I’m not going anywhere. But, we do need to find someplace to live. I’m not going to stay with my parents and have them hearing us. And I refuse to stay with my brother; no way in hell do I need to hear my brother and Amber and vice versa.”
“We’ll look tomorrow.” With that, they both chuckled. “I don’t want your parents or mine within hearing range. Why do you think we are on different floor now?”
He tightened his arms around Skye. Caressing her jaw, Trevor lifted her chin. “I love you. I don’t want to be without you. You are my peace and calm. You stopped the storm, and I don’t want to lose that. You are kind, caring, and beautiful.” He got a play slap on his chest for that one, and he chuckled. “Marry me and make me the happiest retired and most blessed soldier.”
Rising up, she leaned on his chest. “Really?” At his nod, she said, “Yes!”
He took her mouth in a demanding kiss. “Good. We will celebrate with the family this weekend. I love you baby.”
“I love you too, now and always.” Skye smiled at him, and this time, they made love slowly.
About the Author
Christa Ann started out writing poems like her mother. One day, stories started coming to the front of her mind. Romance, shifter, western, and places unknown, but they demanded to be created. Her debut novel, Finding Love Again—a contemporary western romance and first in a tantalizing new series—releases in the fall of 2016.
She grew up in Maryland and now lives in Southwest Florida with her husband, daughter, and two kitties (one Bengal named Jasmine, and one Maine Coon named Midnight.) She’s also a proud military mom. Her son is currently serving his country.
Some of her favorite things are being with her family and friends, reading, hiking, traveling, and her love for chocolate. Being Irish/Scottish, Christa also Irish step dances with her daughter and loves St. Patrick’s Day and Bunratty Mead. She also enjoys playing her piano… she’s been playing for 36 years.
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