by Hart, Lea
“I’m going to return to my usual drink-look at what happened to me last night. Heck, you got the full show this morning when you stopped by. I think I need to maintain a more casual relationship with tequila for a while.” Their drinks arrived and Cary pulled out her wallet.
Travis stopped her and shook his head.
“I’ll never let you pay for a meal or a drink-put your wallet away.”
“How very old-fashioned of you. Thank you.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek, and then looked her in the eye and winked.
Taking his hand, she smiled into his eyes. “You have some pretty powerful charisma when you turn it on.”
“I’m going to turn it on full blast when we get back to the room later on. I’m going to find a way back on that ship if it kills me.” Travis said.
She ran her mouth against his cheek and whispered in his ear, “We’ll see.”
He turned his head quickly, captured her mouth and gently sucked her bottom lip into his before releasing her. “I guess we will.” He watched her eyes go soft before she pulled herself together and turned her stool towards the stage.
A woman got up to sing, and she wasn’t half bad. After that, there was a steady stream of volunteers. Cary asked for the notebook filled with songs and started looking at it. “How often do you sing in karaoke bars?”
“I go with a group of friends about once a month. I like to sing, and it’s the only place where it is socially acceptable to belt out a song or two.”
“Am I going to fall in love with you after I hear how bad you are?”
“I doubt it. You would need a lot more alcohol for that to happen.” She found a couple of songs she liked to sing and decided to sign up for a turn. By the time it was her turn, she was on her second martini.
Travis started to get worried, because he didn’t want her to embarrass herself. Her name was called, and she got up and went up to the stage.
He watched her sit on the stool and take the mic and was struck by how pretty she was. The stage lights picked up all of the gold highlights in her hair, and her happy smile made her irresistible.
The music started, and he recognized the song as an old jazz standard. She started to sing, and he was instantly blown away. The first note that left her mouth had him completely mesmerized. She sang “At Last” by Etta James and sounded like she’d been singing in jazz clubs her whole life. Sweet, pretty kindergarten teacher Cary belted out the song like a seductress and wrapped the crowd up in her magic. She had a low, smoky voice that gently took everyone along with the melody. She let her voice run up and down the notes like she was caressing a lover. Every person in the room had quieted down and was fully captivated by her singing. He watched her sit on the stool in the middle of the stage and felt her voice wrap around him and utterly seduce him. He realized that his first impression of her was completely incorrect. He’d thought she was a woman who never took chances, and he couldn’t have been more wrong. The song ended, and she waved as she came back over to sit down next to him.
“You could have given me a heads-up,” he said.
Taking a sip of her drink, she gave him a funny look. “What are you talking about?”
“You have an amazing voice. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I’m an OK singer. Actually, I once won a case of barbeque sauce at a small club in the Valley. That was pretty fun. I had never won anything in my life before that.”
Several people came up and gave her compliments, and she was as charming and gracious as she was with everyone she met. Except for him. He was choosing to see this as a sign of how much she liked him. She clearly felt comfortable with him and didn’t feel as if she had to put on a show. At least that’s what he told himself.
“I’m ready to go.” She started to get up and gather her purse and he held her hand for a moment while he paid the bill. “You don’t have to leave,” she said. “I’m fine on my own.”
He ignored her comment and took her hand and led her outside. “I’m not letting you walk back by yourself. I’m only at the bar because you’re here. Let’s go back and watch a Bond movie.”
“I don’t know…I think I’ll take a shower and go to sleep. Maybe we can have breakfast before I leave tomorrow.”
“I’ll come to your room after you take your shower. I have my laptop and we can watch the movie on that.”
“So you’re just going to ignore me.”
“Yes, that’s my plan.” He slung his arm around her shoulder, smiled down at her and kissed her forehead.
They arrived at the motel, and Cary got her key out and started to go into her room. “Goodnight.”
“I’ll come back in about an hour. See you then.” He leaned over and kissed her lightly and walked back to his room whistling.
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Forty-five minutes later Cary sat on the foot of her bed with her hair scraped up into a top-knot and had on her favorite pink floral pajamas. She decided that if Travis came back he was going to see the real her, because she didn’t believe in false advertising. A knock on the door told her that he was an impatient man, because he was fifteen minutes early. She opened the door and admired tall, handsome, smart and funny Travis and realized that he was going to be something important in her life. It might last a day or a week or a month, but the effect he had on her life was going to indelible.
He smelled freesia as soon as she opened the door. Cary Simmons was the prettiest woman he’d ever seen. Who would have known his type wore pink flower pajamas, no makeup and a crazy bun thing on the top of her head? He held up the bag that he’d brought. “I got Milk Duds, popcorn and water. We’re all set for movie night.” He started to walk in, and she stepped aside. It was his philosophy that you never got what you wanted in this world unless you were willing to go for it 100%, and he’d finally found something he wanted.
He set the bag down on the bed. “Are you ready for the movie?”
She looked at him and found she couldn’t resist the hopeful look in his eyes. “I guess so.”
She watched as he pulled off the nasty bedspread and put it in the corner of the room. He then went to the closet and got the extra pillows and arranged everything. He lay down on the bed and opened his computer. Cary came over to the bed and sat down. “Are you comfortable? Anything else you need?”
“No, I’m good. Let me find a Bond movie.” He leaned forward and dropped a quick kiss on her mouth. “Do you want to make the popcorn?”
“Sure, let me do that.” She went over to the microwave in the kitchenette and put the popcorn in and waited. She knew she wanted her life to change, but wasn’t quite sure if this was the change she had in mind. She was in a very small town in the middle of the high desert waiting for her car to be repaired, having a movie night with a very sexy semi-stranger. Maybe when she was dreaming about the changes she should’ve been more specific. Though she couldn’t have come up with this scenario in her wildest dreams, she wasn’t wholly unhappy with the situation. She glanced over to the bed and admired the very sexy man who was lying there. Men like him were never were attracted to women like her. Maybe it was because he was at a loose end. She couldn’t come up with another explanation for his interest. She dumped the popcorn into a bowl, grabbed some napkins and went back to bed.
He found a movie, and it was starting to download. “We’re ready.” He scooted back against the headboard and moved close to her. He put the laptop on his lap and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Can you pass me the Milk Duds? I want to add them to the popcorn.” She passed them over, and he shook some into the bowl and smiled at her. “I haven’t been on a movie date since high school, so I may try to feel you up later on.”
“Good to know. Thanks for the warning.” At that point, there was nothing else to do but surrender to the moment. This was never going to happen to her again, and she might as well enjoy it. Travis was a big, sexy man, and she should take advantage of the situation.
Halfway through the movie,
he looked down, and Cary had fallen asleep on his chest. He slipped his hand out of her top and gently moved her hand from his shirt. He rolled her over gently so she wouldn’t wake up. He got up, locked the door and turned off the lights. He slipped off his T-shirt and pants and decided he was going to be as comfortable as he could. He hadn’t slept through the night in over three months, and he was looking forward to getting some rest. Sleeping next to a soft, sexy woman was like winning the lottery for him. He slipped into bed and wrapped himself around her as he slipped his hand under her top and felt himself instantly drift off.
CHAPTER FIVE
Fifteen years in the military had taught him to wake instantly. His eyes popped open, and he could see that it was still dark outside. He glanced at his watch and saw it was close to five in the morning. He had slept for over six hours and felt like a new man. He was also a man who was experiencing the effects of having a woman wrapped around him with her hand down his boxers. Good morning, Cary. I had no idea that you were a woman who liked a man’s ass. She was glued to the front of him with her hand on his butt. He wasn’t totally innocent, though, because he had his hand up her top.
Leaning down, he kissed the top of her head and inhaled her scent. He moved his hand and let his thumb run over her nipple, and felt it harden against his fingers. He heard a small moan escape her lips and knew that she was starting to wake up. Somehow hearing that small response from her caused him to harden even more. He slowly rolled her over and kissed her neck very gently. He moved his mouth up to hers and let it rest there. Quietly he whispered, “Morning baby.” He watched her face as she slowly became conscious. One eye opened and looked at him, and he watched a small smile play at the corners of her mouth. He rested his weight on his forearms as his hips were cradled between her thighs. He felt her arch into him as he ran his mouth down her neck to kiss her shoulder. If, she was reacting to him like this and she was half asleep what was going to happen when she fully engaged?
He let his mouth run up and down her neck as he unbuttoned her top and made his way down her beautiful body. He had excellent vision and could see her even with the limited light, and he felt breathless. Cary Simmons, kindergarten teacher, was fucking gorgeous. She had a body worthy of a pinup, with luscious curves. He liked women who had soft, full curves because it made him feel like he was with someone who was capable of enjoying life. Women who were hard and skinny often had the personality to go with it, and they rarely appreciated the pleasures of life. He looked down, and she was looking up at him with a sleepy smile.
“I thought I was dreaming, but it feels pretty real. I don’t think my imagination is good enough to dream up what’s pressing against my stomach. Is this go time, Lieutenant?”
“I’m hoping with my whole heart-this is go time.”
She leaned up and kissed him. “This is your go signal…as long as you have a condom.”
He laughed and rolled off her and dug his wallet out of his shorts. Thank God, he had several. Hell, he was going to have to go out later on and buy the economy size, because it was going to be a long time before he was going to let Cary go. “A SEAL is always prepared.”
She laughed and leaned over and kissed him. “It’s a good thing too.”
He ran his finger from her shoulder down between her breasts and watched her eyes flutter closed. “Open your eyes, because I want to see how you’re feeling. I want to know what you’re thinking, and I can’t do it when your eyes are closed.”
She lifted them slowly as he slid her top off and ran his hands all over her body. He kissed her jaw, her lips and her eyelids. Her skin felt soft against his lips, and he appreciated the feeling because there were few things in life that ever felt as good as the soft skin of woman beneath your mouth. He ran his mouth further down her body, moved his tongue against her breast and pulled her nipple into his mouth. Running the bud under his tongue, he felt her arch into him and moan in response. “The first time is going to be quick, because I’ve been celibate for six months and I’m right on the edge. I promise the second and third time will be much better.”
Cary ran her mouth down his neck, kissed him under his jaw and felt her pants and panties slip off. Travis started kissing her again, and she felt like she was being consumed, because there was nothing gentle about his kisses. As she slipped under his spell, she felt his hand slip inside her folds, and she slowly let herself free fall into pleasure.
“That’s it, baby, open for me.” He ran his finger around slowly before he gently inserted one finger and discovered that she was wet. He slowly withdrew his finger, spread some of the moisture around and let his finger brush back across her clit. He felt her sudden exhalation of breath and watched her mouth form a perfect O.
“Do you like that?” he murmured, stroking her carefully.
“Yes,” she breathed into his ear.
Hearing her voice in his ear turned the key for him, and he knew it was time. He gave her one more kiss before he quickly got rid of his boxers and got himself suited up. “I promise to make it up to you, but you’re too much for me already.” He nudged her legs apart and looked her into her eyes as he poised himself at her entrance, waiting for the final go signal. She smiled and arched into him. He pushed his hips forward and started to enter paradise. So, this is what home feels like. He slid along her folds and entered her in one hard thrust. The heat and pressure he felt was like being plugged into an electrical socket. He tried to hold on to his control as he pushed his hips forward again. He watched her for a reaction. “I’m a big man, and I have the big parts to go with it-I promise I’ll l go slow.”
Nodding her head in understanding, she tilted her hips as she attempted to accommodate him. She felt his big hands slide down to her sides to hold her hips as he began moving inside her in long, slow, deep thrusts that filled her with heat. It was like being on the most perfect edge of bliss and wanting it to last forever. She held on to his shoulders and tried to get closer to the source of the pleasure as he moved against her again and again. Is this what everyone’s been talking about?
Her body knew what it wanted, and it was leaving her mind behind, which was fine. Her mind seemed always get in the way of fun anyway. She was going to let her body run things for a while, because Travis was doing amazing things with his man parts, and she didn’t want it to end anytime soon.
He levered himself up on his arms as he lifted his upper body away from her completely. His chest was so wide, it seemed to fill her entire field of vision. She stared at his massive biceps and knew there wasn’t a stronger man than him.
“Look at us, Cary,” he commanded softly. “Watch what we are together.”
Surprised, she looked down at their bodies. She’d never seen anything as erotic as their two bodies joined together. She watched the hard muscles of his stomach clench with his long, slow thrusts. She felt every inch of him inside her as an incredible heat started to race through her body.
He watched her closely as he glided in and out and saw her mind let go and her body took over. They began their dance as he led her along and moved against her, trying to give her every ounce of pleasure that he could. The unmistakable feeling of her contractions set him off as he watched her lips part and a small cry escape her lips. She held tightly onto his shoulders as she slid into a long, slow climax. He allowed himself to let go and started pumping his hips faster as she clenched him and drew him deeper. He let himself go…as tight, creamy perfect Cary flew apart in his arms. He thrust once more and grunted and groaned through the best orgasm of his life. He continued to push his hips into her as he tried to crawl into her as far as he could. He wanted to stay buried balls-deep in this woman for the foreseeable future. The final spasm passed through his body, and he collapsed on top of her. His whole body was lax against her, and he knew that he needed to move soon because he was too big to lie on top of her for long. He felt her hands run up and down his back, and the last of the electricity left his body.
He wasn’t sure how long he
lay there, but he felt her push against his shoulder. He lifted his head slowly and looked at her. “Wow.”
“Travis, you have to move a little, because I can’t breathe.” She pushed at him, and he finally got the message as he rolled off.
“We’re going to keep doing that. I promise, I’ll do better next time.”
“If you do any better, I may lose the power of speech.”
He ran his hand over her shoulder, lifted his mouth against her skin and gently kissed her.
She rolled into him and rested her head on his chest as she laid her hand over his heart. “I’m going back to sleep. Military sex happens too early.”
“What’s military sex?”
“Sex with a man in the military that happens before sunrise.”
Of course, how could he not know that? He let her go and went to dispose of the condom. As he slipped it off, he noticed it had broken. Funny, he didn’t feel panicked for some reason. He went back to bed and wrapped Cary up in his arms. “Baby the condom broke.”
“That’s ok, I am on the pill. It will be fine.”
He heard her breathing become even and decided to give her a rest before he showed her some of his moves. He wanted her to know that he was capable of sex that lasted longer than twenty minutes. He felt himself drift off as he came up with a strategic plan on how to attach himself to Cary.
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Cary woke up feeling exquisite and figured she must be dreaming. She heard a deep voice and realized her dream was, in fact, her real life.
“Morning, sweetheart. Don’t mind me while I run my mouth all over your body.”
Opening one eye, she looked down and saw the top of Travis’s head as he kissed his way down her neck. She felt his big hands grip her hips firmly as he ran his mouth over her breast and pulled her nipple gently against his teeth. Her body responded with enthusiasm as her skin heated up under his attention. The man clearly knew what to do with mouth, and she was only too happy to be the recipient of his attention. He moved slowly as he measured her response and reacted accordingly. It felt like he was taking his time to learn what made her melt against him. His attention felt complete and slightly overwhelming as his hands took possession of her skin. He didn’t seem like he was in a rush, and the inevitable performance anxiety she always felt was glaringly absent as he moved his mouth across her body slowly.
