Yours Truly

by Fontaine, Bella

  “I’m on birth control. How about we don’t use those today.”

  His face when I said that was classic. “Fucking hell, Olivia.”

  “I want to feel you,” I told him.

  The minute I said that he caught my legs and pulled my shorts and my panties off in one sweep.

  He then pushed his chair back and lifted me up and unto his throbbing cock. I gasped as he pressed his length into me teased my folds open until he slid inside. I was all ready for him. Wet and aching for him. The sensation of him filling me up was unlike anything else and my passage quaked at the pleasure.

  I had to draw in a deep breath and grip onto him when he started to move. I didn’t expect to feel this good. It felt like my body missed him. Missed him from that short space of time this week when we weren’t together.

  His thrusts became harder. I’d started riding him at first, much to my delight but he took over. He gripped my hips and took control, amplifying the delicious rhythm of us.

  His hard pounds rocked my body and all I could do was hold on tight and moan into the mad lock of this moment we were stealing from reality. Nothing mattered, just us and I loved feeling him inside me. I met his driving rhythm beat for beat, allowing my mind to drift.

  Then it happened. I was enjoying the pleasure so much I didn’t take note of the oncoming build up, so when a wild orgasm tore through me I couldn’t help but cry out as the liquid fire pulsed through me.

  Sam smiled up at me with pure satisfaction and rammed harder, and faster. And faster, and harder. The shock of pleasure then possessed me, washing my mind clean, leaving only the raw, animalistic need that pulsed between us.

  It got him too and he moved even faster, gripping the edge of my waist as he fucked me. That sent me right over the edge, body shuddering, spasming with the storm of fire that coursed through my veins. All I could do was tip my head back and scream into the release with scandalous pleasure.

  He came too, thundering his hot seed into me like a storm. I loved the warmth that came with it inside me. It was like we should always be like this.

  Always. Always and forever.

  His grasp on me softened to more of an embrace. The emotions in the moment heightened when he pulled me flush against him. Our bodies were hot and sweaty from the madness of our wild love making, but even through that I could feel it. That powerful blast of love I only ever felt with him. I could feel it and while I wanted to enjoy it, it almost scared me.

  Sam, being Sam had to go and terrify me when he cupped my face, held my gaze with those eyes I wanted to get lost in and said, “I love you.”

  My heart…

  My heart stopped then sped up, beating only for him. Beating only for him, and my soul awakened coming alive in a way that was indescribable.

  “I love you too Sam.” I waited so long to say those words.

  It wasn’t hard. Not one bit. It wasn’t hard at all.

  What terrified me was I wanted this moment to last forever. I wanted to take it and keep it locked away in the chasm of my soul and cherish it.

  Falling for him once was a momentous feeling I could always treasure. Falling for the same man twice felt like something I wanted to do every day.

  To be in love with him every day. Love him and feel like this.

  Like everything I could ever want was here in my hands.

  He smoothed his lips over mine sealing the beauty of our love.

  It rivalled reality which I knew we had to return to.

  Not yet though.

  Not yet.

  Chapter 12

  Sam

  * * *

  “That makes no sense.” Olivia giggled as I placed her back on my lap to straddle me.

  I’d officially declared this position and looking at her like this as the best thing ever.

  Her sitting on top of me in my own bed in my beach house in the soft glow of the amber lights from the lamp in the corner.

  Her sitting on top of me with her massive globes bobbling before my face looking like she was dipped in raw, pure, warm honey with her caramel tipped nipples puckered and waiting to be sucked again.

  God help me. I couldn’t get enough of this woman. To say I was feasting on her seemed too mild a word to describe all that I wanted to do to her, had done, and was about to do.

  We’d been like this for the last few days. And, still, it felt like it wasn’t enough.

  “What makes no sense, baby?” I narrowed my eyes trying to recall what we were talking about.

  She smacked me playfully in my chest and I straightened up with her.

  “You weren’t listening?”

  “The answer is always yes, except when no is required,” I teased.

  She laughed and I wanted to savor the sound forever. “Sam, that also makes no sense. I could be talking shit and you’d say yes, except when no is required?”

  “Uh huh. So, what were we talking about?” I actually couldn’t remember. She said something about ice cream, I think, then I imagined myself licking the ice cream from her breasts. The thing was I didn’t know if she really said that or if I imagined it up. I looked at her breasts again and she moved and damn it she completely paralyzed my brain when she moved over my already hard cock and smiled.

  “Hard again lieutenant?” The temptress cooed.

  I shrugged. “Not my fault, goddess. Look at you. You’re fucking perfect. You looked like you jumped straight out of an erotic fantasy.”

  She actually did. Every part of her fine body. From head to toe.

  She would be the first to tell me something about her hair and how messy it looked and whatever, but I loved the wild silky waves cascading down her arms and running over her smooth skin.

  Curves in all the right places were right before me and you could tell God must have taken his own sweet time with her because she really was perfect.

  I could have died very happily as she leaned forward and kissed me.

  That was all she had to do. We didn’t have to do anything else. she didn’t have to do anything else for me to love her.

  I did. I was completely at love’s beck and call.

  “What were we talking about baby?” I smiled against her lips. While I would love nothing more for her to continue the kiss I wanted her to know that whatever she said was important to me. if I didn’t hear the first time, I’d try again.

  “I said pistachio flavored ice cream should be available everywhere. It’s so unique. And you were supposed to respond but you were looking at my breasts, again.”

  “Oh… right. So what happened was I answered you in my head by licking ice cream off you. You just didn’t know.”

  “Hmmm. We haven’t tried that. Why haven’t we tried that?”

  Fuck, my mouth watered and I had to swallow hard to answer. “Baby there’s a shop about half a block from here. It should be open at this time. If it’s not I could break in and steal whatever you allow me to eat off you. Whipped cream and chocolate syrup.”

  She laughed again. “Sam you are so crazy.”

  “Yes, I am for you.”

  “In case you didn’t know I’m crazy for you too so I’ll be the sane one for both of us. You aren’t going to find a shop open at three am and you’re in enough trouble with the law, Mister. You can’t add stealing ice cream and chocolate syrup for sexual pleasure to the list.”

  “Damn it woman. Well I’ll just have to make do with what I have.” I captured her lips again and kissed her hard. She melted into it and pressed her gorgeous body to mine.

  When I was with her nothing else mattered and I’d decided that nothing mattered more than her. I was going to make it so. That was what I was going to do. I was going to put myself right back on track to the other week when I was going to do what it took to win her back.

  I wouldn’t tell her though. Not yet. Not until this crazy turn my life had taken was over. And, when I won her back she’d know every day that I loved her more than anything else. That was what I wanted to spend the r
est of my life doing. making her happy.

  Given what was going on, it was careless and maybe reckless of me to have indulged in the last few days with her, but I needed to. I needed her. I needed to have her and be with her. She needed to know that I didn’t want to stay away.

  I didn’t stay away from her and I wanted her again. As she rubbed against me, wanting her came back with a vengeance that made my already hard cock ache.

  She laughed when I flipped her over on to her hands and knees.

  Much as I loved her sitting on top of me and getting lost in her as she bounced up and down on me, nothing rivaled seeing her and taking her from behind.

  Not a damn thing.

  She was the stuff dreams were made of. My Olivia was every man’s dream, but she belonged to me.

  With that hair falling forward over her face she looked back at me with a sexy, beautiful, smirk.

  I ran my fingered down the full length of her back and she arched into the touch, giving me the control over her emotions. I loved it. I loved that she could let herself go with me. I loved that she could trust me like that.

  I lowered to kiss her pretty pussy and took the opportunity to taste her sweet nectar while I was there. She moaned and gripped onto the sheets as I licked and tasted and pushed my tongue deeper for more.

  I pulled back and guided my cock to her beautiful entrance, pushing in deep into her core. Her muscles gripped me then loosened as I started to move. Slow then fast. Faster and harder, taking her with the pounding need and hunger that drove me. Hunger for her. Every thrust made her delicious breasts bounce and the sight made me pound harder, hammering into her as the pleasure took me.

  Her body continued to spasm around me making me buzz with the wild sexual energy that sizzled between us.

  I knew when she came. She cried out but I felt it too. Her passage tightened painfully around my cock and her orgasm released a storm inside me.

  I fought my own release, forced it to slow down but it was too much. The need to explode built up and I pounded home, bursting into her, erupting volcanic style as I flood her.

  It took everything out of me, but in a good way. In a way I wanted again.

  I slowed my pumps to a stop and pulled her into my arms.

  She moaned as she rested her head against my chest, and slipped her arms around me.

  “You’re mine.” I told her. I meant it. I truly meant it.

  I wished there was more that I could do than I was already doing but this had to be us for now.

  “You’re mine too, always,” she told me with deep conviction.

  I held her like that, close to my heart and promised myself that I wasn’t going to fail her again.

  No way.

  * * *

  I dropped Olivia back home early this morning and went back to my place.

  Today was a big day. It was the day when Norton was supposed to come back to LA and go to the warehouse facility in Glendale.

  Today was also Bradley’s funeral. I didn’t turn on the tv because it was all over the news. I didn’t need the reminder that I was a damn pawn who helped cause the man’s death. The set up was such that I never saw it coming. None of it.

  The team were made up of guys I’d had to trust with my life at one point or another. And, Patrick… he was supposed to be a friend.

  Ra.

  I still couldn’t get over it.

  I really couldn’t.

  My team, the guys I’d worked with for so long had joined the other side in a big way I didn’t even want to contemplate.

  Despite my love consumed brain I’d managed to sort out a few key things. The plan was to move when the opportunity arose.

  Joe had organized a small team to help me and they set up surveillance around the area. Surveillance I could access remotely from here.

  He was supposed to meet me here in a few minutes. I hated this but Olivia and I were hiding again and it was foolish and stupid. We both figured though that we’d do that for now and get through this testy time then we’d deal with us as a couple later.

  Us as a couple. Her words exactly, not mine. I was taking my time to make sure I did things properly. I planned to do more once we knew more about the murder investigation.

  But first things first. Today, then tomorrow, whatever it brought with it.

  Joe came ten minutes after I prepped my work station. He wore that tentative expression on his face he’d sported all week. Awkwardness which was clearly down to Olivia. I felt awkward too because the man was helping me immensely and I was doing something he specifically told me not to do, and he wasn’t going to love my future plans for his daughter.

  “Hey,” he smiled wide and nodded. “You okay?”

  “As I’ll ever be.” I held up my palms.

  “You’ll get through this Sam.” Joe reached out and rested a hand on my shoulder. “It’s all crazy messed up but we’ll do what we can.”

  I sighed and bit the inside of my lip.

  He pulled up a chair near my desk and we both sat down.

  “I have some interesting news.”

  I chuckled. “Okay, interesting can be good.”

  He sat forward and opened his palms. “It’s more the kind where it may help figure a few things out.”

  “Hit me.”

  “Right, so we did some further background checks on Hammond. His file lists him as having Navy experience but we found out he worked on the Leviathan as a Nuclear Submarine Officer.”

  While my mouth dropped, Joe cocked his head to the side and smirked.

  “Jesus. Joe what the hell?”

  “It’s serious stuff but I guess interesting to me because nothing this big’s happened ever. But I just wondered what a group of terrorist would want with a former Nuclear Submarine Officer. Interesting don’t you think?”

  The word nuclear was what stood out to me.

  The pieces were starting to fit together. They absolutely fucking were.

  Norton hand-picked everyone for a reason. Me to steal the chip, my unit that could carry out any mission anywhere in the world because they were the best at what they did. And this Hammond guy.

  Fucking hell, I could see it now. I could damn well see it all as if someone had wiped the smoke from my eyes and made me see clear as day.

  I’d looked at Hammond’s profile and saw he’d served in the Navy, but at the time I’d looked it wouldn’t have jumped out to me. I was looking at the other crimes and offences he’d been charged with. Thinking they would help in some way.

  What the hell could they all be up to?

  “Joe, I think whatever you’re thinking is right. Nuclear. A lot of subs carry nuclear weapons. Maybe Leviathan is one of them.” I surmised.

  Joe nodded. “So, look at the players in this game and what do we get?”

  “A submarine carrying potential nuclear weapons and a computer chip that can hack any system.”

  Fuck. This was well above me.

  I had to sort out whatever the hell I was doing fast.

  Fast like tonight. I had to come up with a plan tonight.

  It was Friday.

  The weekend couldn’t pass by with me still here like a sitting duck while the shit was hitting the fan.

  Chapter 13

  Olivia

  * * *

  Dad really went all out with tonight’s meal.

  I knew that meant two things. One he was trying to calm down my anxiety, and two, he was feeling guilty over Sam.

  He’d served up a feast of roast beef, spring vegetables and a peach cobbler for dessert. I was pretty certain the amount could have fed a small country. Or, okay that was a definite exaggeration. It could have fed a small village. There was so much left over he had to pack it all away in tubs. I really wondered if he thought the two of us could eat all that.

  I’d eaten more than my fair share, and nice as it was by the time I’d eaten the last slice of the beef on my plate my anxiety came rushing right back on me.

  It came back
in waves as the clock ticked on.

  Tomorrow night was when this grand plan of Sam’s was supposed to take place.

  The last I saw him was yesterday. I’d left his place early in the morning and didn’t return last night, just to give him some space to think and sort out what he had to do. He was supposed to be working with the team Dad set up to carry out this …heist.

  So here I was doing my usual Saturday routine with Dad. Us with this huge feast. Then us sitting in the living room trying to find light conversation when we knew Sam would have to go through something dangerous. I was doing my best to calm myself but it wasn’t working at all. I had that helpless feeling again and I just couldn’t help but wonder if I couldn’t do something more than what we were doing now. I guess if Dad was here it really did mean we just had to leave things as they were. It just didn’t sit well with me.

  “Dad, are you certain there’s nothing we can do? Or you? I mean you’re the captain I wouldn’t mind if you had to go and be with Sam.” I offered up.

  Dad sat forward in the arm chair and regarded me . “Olivia I have a pretty good team set up and they will be with him every step of the way. They are more skilled for these sorts of things than me. Besides they’re kind of off record, so it’s probably best if I keep a low profile, not that I’m saying anything will go wrong.”

  “Okay, and I understand.” I understood, but that didn’t make me feel any better. “Did he tell you what he’d be doing?”

  “Not so much.”

  “Not so much?” I pressed.

  “No.”

  Sam hadn’t told me anything much either, just that he needed to come up with a good plan he wanted to execute tomorrow night. I didn’t push any questions on him because I figured he’d tell me what I needed to know and maybe in this situation it was best to know as little as possible.

  Or, rather the overview of what was going to happen. I wasn’t stupid. I saw the video Agent Fox recorded and I heard what Sam said then. He’d have to break in to this place and see what he could find.