Loved by a Soldier: A Military Romance Collection

by Alison Mello

  “Don’t you dare stop.” She jerked forward.

  Knowing Summer’s body better than his own, he knew how far to push her to heighten her pleasure.

  “You’re not in control of this. I am.” Slowly, he let her slip down his toned, muscled body until she landed on her feet. Rafe kneeled on the dusty ground before her and pushed her legs wider, running his hand up the inside of her thigh and stroking the soft skin there. Lifting his head, he stared at her perfect glistening sex. Summer’s legs wobbled, and he steadied her with his hand, holding her hip. He pressed his head closer and licked her dusty pink folds as she whimpered and moaned. Rafe speared his tongue between her silky lips as she quivered. He mouth fucked her and groaned at the potent erotic taste of her on his lips. Pressing his hand on her hip, he held her still as she wriggled, and her hand slid through his hair, tugging him closer. Knowing she was close to an orgasm, he once again stopped and raised his head to stare at his temptress, who leaned back on the car door with her hair spread around her.

  Summer raised her head. Wide eyes greeted him, and her rosy lips were swollen from his ravaging earlier. “You’re driving me crazy.” She slid her hand down to touch herself, and he grabbed it.

  “Good.”

  Standing, Rafe tugged her around to the front of her car, where he lifted her to sit on the hard hood. Pressing his hand down on her naked chest to move her back, she lay down and stared up at him with flushed, dewy cheeks and that sparkle in her eyes that drove him mad with want as he unzipped his pants. He spread her legs and pulled her down toward his hips. He removed a condom from his pocket and handed it to Summer. She ripped open the packet and rolled it down over his erection, which aroused him even more. Unable to wait any longer, he sank into her hot, slick depths in one swift motion. Summer arched her back and cried out as he filled her. Her inner muscles convulsed around his dick, but he continued to rock back and forth, letting her shudders race through his body.

  Summer belonged to him.

  Pressing in deep, he sure as hell wanted her to know that.

  Leaning his hand on the hood, Rafe penetrated inside, filling her as the carnal need drove him and the feeling of being sheathed deep inside her as she milked his cock overwhelmed him. Her soft hand smoothed over his cheek, and he kissed her palm. Buried balls deep inside, he stilled to capture her faraway gaze as she writhed, and her muscles pulsed under him. Summer wrapped her legs around his back and deepened the connection as he thrust inside.

  Her moans rose as she reached her climax and echoed around in the glittering night sky. The sight of his woman raw and exposed this way tipped him over the edge. Rafe couldn’t hold on any longer.

  Holy shit.

  A guttural moan escaped as his orgasm hit him hard. Exploding deep inside Summer, he rode the wave of his ecstasy until he collapsed over her breasts, kissing her lips before nestling his head into the crook of her neck.

  As he held her, the smell of peaches invaded his nostrils, and he licked her skin, sucking it to leave a dark purple mark. Summer twisted and sighed under him. Rafe lifted his chest to stop from squashing her and stared down at her. There were no words. His cock twitched inside her, still hard, and he didn’t want to break this connection between them. But Summer shivered, and the sun had set. A cool breeze whispered at his shoulder, and he reluctantly withdrew. Adjusting himself, he pulled up his pants and watched Summer as she sat up. She clamped her legs together and her lips drew in a straight line. Raking a hand through his hair, he saw the desolation in her face. He stepped closer to button her shirt, but she slapped his hand away.

  “Don’t pout, Summer. I walked away. Twice. The other night, you came on to me pleading for sex, and I gave you what you wanted. Now, it’s my turn,” he said savagely.

  Summer shook with the chilled air, and he removed his shirt and wrapped it around her shoulders. She stepped away from the car but wobbled, and he hoisted her up into his arms despite her slapping his chest.

  “Don’t fight me, babe.”

  “Or what? You’ll fuck me senseless like you just did? I hate you. Who the hell do you think you are?”

  “The man who owns this.” He slanted his mouth over hers and kissed her savagely, biting her lower lip and sweeping his tongue over it to soothe the sting. Instantly, her body leaned into his. Pulling back, he examined her wide dark-brown eyes and kissed the tip of her nose. “Once we’re inside my office, I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name, and then we’re going to figure out how to make this work between the two of us.”

  CHAPTER 11

  Summer

  Rising on her elbow, Summer leaned her head on her hand to stare down at the rugged man lying on his side. Rafe’s dark golden locks fell either side of his flawless face with neat winged eyebrows, a slim straight nose, and wide kissable lips. His magnificent body spread before her like this was a masterpiece, all perfect, rounded, taut muscles with bold scrolls and twisted black tats that spoke of integrity, honor, and valor like the warrior himself. Even his scars and wounds only enhanced the predatory male image he owned. No one wore confidence and power quite like Rafe.

  His lean, fighting-fit washboard abs rippled with steel-like strength; a light spattering of darker blond hair tapered downward to a V-shape with corded veins that made her body thrum with explosive and rampant need. The gray quilt hid what treasure lay beneath, but she didn’t need a visual to conjure up memories of the pleasure she had experienced from his cock until the early hours. And still, she wanted him inside her, even when her limbs and muscles ached from his domination, leaving her quivering and boneless.

  Sated and totally fucked!

  Just as promised, Rafe fucked her everywhere in his office that spoke of a cultured elegance that surprised her. STEPS shocked her. Although they had talked in between the sex, it hadn’t been at length. The warmth of the natural wood mixed with dark metal and clear glass spoke of control and order. The only real color in the room came from the wildflowers displayed in a milk carton, a touching attempt at romance.

  From the moment she stepped out of her car, Summer’s defenses surrendered to the irresistible force of Rafe. His simple touch and gravelly voice penetrated her soul, throwing caution and common sense to the far corners of the planet. Every inch of her hyper-sensitive body hungered for him, and the minute he withdrew, loneliness claimed her.

  Summer wanted to seduce Rafe until he was at her mercy. She wanted to adjust the grave imbalance between them. Sucking on the corner of her mouth, she sighed. Slowly, she twisted away to search for her clothes, deciding to retreat and leave instead. Sliding an inch at a time, unwilling to wake the sleeping giant, she moved from Rafe, but she felt a bite at her shoulder and an arm snaked around her belly. She failed. He yanked her tight until she was pressed firmly against the granite slab of his chest. The heat from Rafe’s body enveloped her, and he slid his hand down to cup her sex, stilling her. Knowing it was useless to resist, she sank into him and rested her head against his shoulder as his fingers stroked and circled her already wet clit in a teasing and tantalizing way.

  “Go, if you want. I won’t stop you, Summer.”

  Hearing his words, she stiffened. In order to leave, she needed to move. Rafe didn’t really care about her. This, whatever it was, was temporary and a disaster in the making. But his fingers continued to strum her masterfully. Summer considered pushing away and leaving, but as he shoved one finger inside and added a second, tingles erupted and spread out low in her belly, making her toes curl. The blazing want roared loud in her ears, and her heartbeat thudded painfully in her chest.

  Her core clenched around him like a lover’s embrace, unwilling to let go as he forced his fingers inside, stroking and working her body. She was helpless to resist. Rafe kissed the curve where her neck and shoulder met in a soft, seductive way that drew out the sensation of skin brushing over skin as he kissed and nipped her. Instinctively, she slid back into his hard erection that nudged her ass. When he massaged her breast, teasing th
e hardened nub, sparks of delight washed through her, and a yearning for Rafe spiraled out of control.

  “What are you doing to me?” she whispered, unable to move.

  “Nothing you can’t handle or don’t desire. You were made for me, Summer, and me alone—do you still want to leave?”

  In an instant, he removed his fingers from her core, which pulsed with shocking want and instant need for the void his absence created to be filled. The flickering swirls of desire swam in her veins, pushing her forward.

  How like him to drive her to the brink, only to back off. He knows what my body covets.

  Twisting around, Summer shoved on his chest to make him lie down on the bed and pinned him with her heavy gaze as she lay her palms flat on the hard ridges of his abs. Prowling over him like a sleek panther, she placed her knees on either side of his hips.

  Summer stretched and leaned her naked body down to lick his impressive pectorals, smearing the length of her slim body over him. Rafe lay still, letting her take control by tweaking and biting his nipples and crushing her breasts flush with his heated sweaty skin, loving the contact of his flesh as it swept hers. Summer rocked her wet, sensitive sex up and down his rigid length, welcoming the pulsing promise of ecstasy and bliss he provided.

  She continued her exploration of his body, savoring his heated response as he flared his nostrils and took slow, shallow breaths. A barely controlled Rafe faced her. Needing his absolute surrender, she slid down his taut body, smoothing his chest until she reached his impressive rigid erection and licked the top of his rounded bulbous shaft, savoring the creamy taste of pre-cum. His hands clenched like shackles around her wrists, and she wriggled as he pressed a knee between her legs and rolled her until she lay under him, a prisoner. Rafe pinned her to the bed and wedged her body between his legs, making it impossible to move as he kissed her breasts and mercilessly tugged on the nipples, which made her core clench with a flaming need. Lifting his head, he brushed her lips with his soft mouth breathing warm air over her as she struggled beneath him.

  “Stop it, Summer. Tell me what you want.”

  The force with which he delivered his words shocked her but also sent a shock wave of blistering heat surging through her veins that stilled her body.

  Even his words infused her with greed for him.

  Tears rimmed her eyes. The spinning out of control sensation he elicited knocked her off-balance, and she needed him to feel a fraction of what he evoked in her. She was splintering like a broken mirror. Summer didn’t know whether she would survive. Lifting her hips to kick him off, she couldn’t move or budge him.

  Instead, he pressed his granite frame over hers and covered her mouth, thrusting hard stabs of his tongue inside, and she sank into the mattress. His tongue flicked in and slid over hers—toying, teasing, and stroking hers, possessing her. All she could do was hold on, and she gripped his arms until he pulled back.

  “You have my attention. Now tell me what’s wrong.” His thumbs brushed over the small scars on her wrists, and she flicked him a look.

  There were parts of her life she couldn’t reveal, not yet. But her insides quivered, and she pulled on her lip.

  “Keep doing that and I’m simply going to fuck you until you scream.”

  “You already have.”

  She dug her nails into his skin, frowned and inhaled the sweaty exotic scent of sex that filled the room.

  His serious gaze peered at her, assessing her face. “And you enjoyed it. Now, don’t be shy. Tell me what you want, Summer.”

  Reaching for his hard erection, she spread her hand around his impressive cock, loving the silky soft feel of him in her hand. “I want to drive you wild. I want control.”

  A smile spread over his lips. “You do.”

  Summer squeezed firmly around the base of his erection to emphasize her need and started to massage his full length in short, gentle strokes and kept her gaze on his.

  “I want to suck you.”

  “Summer.”

  His smoky voice thrilled her to no end, and she carried on pumping his shaft until he groaned and grabbed her waist. Rolling, he adjusted their positions until she sat astride him, with her knees pressed on either side of his thighs. A bubble of excitement shot through her, and she slid lower. Leaning over his ramrod-straight cock, she slid her open mouth down, taking him inside an inch at a time and swept her tongue around his sensitive skin, squeezing her lips around as she descended and held him steady at the base.

  “Take all of me, Summer,” he said.

  Rafe trailed his fingers up and down each vertebra of her spine, and she shivered. Summer withdrew her mouth right to the bulbous tip, licking around the soft, sensitive circumference with her tongue to lap the taste of his salty juices. In an instant, his hands raked through her hair, holding her tight. Summer swallowed his rigid shaft as deep as she could until it touched the back of her throat, loving the groans coming from the man she worshiped. Watching him through half-lidded eyes as he bent his head into the pillow, moaning, filled her with joy, and a wondrous feeling of power.

  “Shit, Summer.”

  Having this effect over him was an aphrodisiac. He was at her mercy as he pulled on her hair, unraveling, and she loved being able to stir this frenzy in him.

  “Summer.”

  Sliding her mouth up and down his sex, she explored the full length of him, loving him. His hand covered hers at the base of his cock and stilled her.

  “I’m going to come in that tight little mouth of yours if you keep doing what you’re doing.”

  That was the plan, and she pumped her hand faster, wanting him to let go. His cock pulsed and spurts of his come shot into her mouth. Summer swallowed until he was empty, and once satisfied she had achieved her objective, she withdrew as he lay slumped on the bed, sated. Sitting back on her haunches, she marveled at her handiwork. Pure satisfaction engulfed her. Rafe opened his eyes and smiled. She smiled back, and he shot forward, reeling her into his hard chest and wrapping his arm around her back. He pressed a tender kiss on her forehead, and she laid her hand over his racing heart. She was the cause of that fast pace.

  “Still looking to slip away?”

  “I can’t stay here all day.”

  Releasing his hold, he twisted on his side to search her face. “You aren’t scheduled to work today. Do you have somewhere else you would rather be than with me?”

  It should annoy her that he knew her schedule. Instead, her stomach coiled and tightened at the fierce need shining in his eyes. There was nowhere else she would rather be, and as his hand lifted her chin up to stare at him, he smiled. When he brushed his hand over her pert nipple, her insides liquefied and a renewed thirst for him grew.

  “I haven’t finished with you yet, Summer, and I bet you’re wet…for me.”

  The coarseness of his words only sharpened her need, and she pushed at his chest, annoyed by his intimate knowledge of her body. “I need a shower.”

  Gripping both her wrists, he held her. “Not so fast. We both do, but you need me inside you first. I feel your need, and I can make everything better.”

  Once again, he shifted his position. Rafe spread her legs wide with his and probed her wet, hungry entrance with his cock, which bounced to attention again. He rocked his hips to nudge slowly against her slick entrance and covered her cheek with his palm.

  “Every inch of this delectable body is mine, including the scars. I want you to admit that, Summer.”

  Shock vibrated through her at his words. He couldn’t possibly know about her self-inflicted wounds. A thrill of desire pulsed through her as he stroked her lips, and her breathing ramped up speed at his heated words, but she wouldn’t answer him. Rafe leaned down and kissed beside her ear, sending butterflies into flight at his tender seduction.

  “Surrender yourself to me completely. Tell me.”

  Summer moaned as his lips sucked the sensitive skin on her neck, drawing out every last drop of exquisite bliss, and his fingers toyed with
her sex, stirring her to a fever pitch. The divine torture of need for him became unbearable as he played her to perfection.

  “You. Own. My. Body.” Her words escaped in a sultry voice she didn’t recognize as her own, and he kissed her quickly on the lips.

  “As you own mine.”

  At his admission, tremors flamed throughout her limbs, and with one urgent stroke, he filled her, uniting their sweaty bodies. Summer loved the closeness as he pivoted his hips back and forth in a gentle rhythm, stoking the fire that raged inside. Waves of delight crested high, lifting her as she clung to his back, stroking him and needing to feel every inch of skin covered by his. It didn’t matter whether Rafe took his time and made slow, sweet love or deep and dirty—she loved him. As her body shuddered in ecstasy, she almost said the words reverberating in her head.

  “Rafe, oh God, Rafe.”

  “Let go. I’ve got you.”

  Riding the tumultuous waves of ecstasy, as he sunk into her silky wet depths, her muscles spasmed. The glorious orgasm that spiraled and surged through her nerve endings rendered her boneless and sated. Summer quivered as he continued to rock into her until he reached his own oblivion. Rafe was right: she belonged to him and she would do anything he asked—right now. A whimper escaped her at the depth of emotion for this man who made her whole when he flopped on her breasts, as undone and exhausted as she was. His weight was a comfort as her muscles throbbed and ached in the most delicious way. After a moment, Rafe slid off her belly, and she twisted to her side. Summer lay, content and unwilling to move an inch, as he dragged the comforter over them, and wrapped his arms tight around her.