SEALed To Protect (Omerta Series)

by Roxy Sinclaire

We both teased each other for a bit by coming close to each other’s mouths or sexual areas and not touching them. The tension was high, but there was also that looming feeling of ‘are we doing the right thing by sleeping together so soon after a tragic event?’

  We both wanted it, I knew it. Even though he hadn’t said ‘I love you’ yet. I didn’t care about that right now. Not tonight, at least.

  Blake sat back and looked deep into my eyes. He put his hands around my face. I knew he was thinking I love you. I knew it and that was enough for me. He began to breathe heavily and fast, and then he plunged in and kissed me. Just on the lips at first, but then his tongue slipped into my mouth like silk.

  His tongue was so soft against mine. I quivered and then I grabbed his head and pulled it closer to me. While our tongues explored each other’s mouths, his hands made their way down to my ass and stayed there.

  I loved his hands, his chest, his ass, and most of all, I loved his cock. I pushed him onto his back and sat on top of him. He was still breathing fast and heavy and let his arms fall above his head.

  I was doing everything in my power to push all of my anti-feelings about Blake and all my grievances as far out of my mind as I could. This was all I wanted right now. I wanted Blake and those beautiful glowing blue eyes to look at only me.

  I moved down to his dick and saw it pulsing. I teased him at first by just breathing on it. It twitched, and he began to moan in both pain and pleasure. I could’ve sworn I heard him say, “Suck on it.” I smiled and slowly licked it and felt the heat from it.

  I spent a good amount of time on the tip of his cock. It was so soft and smooth. It was my favorite part. I began to work my mouth up and down and around it. It was twitching violently in my mouth.

  I gripped the base to stabilize it. He was moaning loudly, and his hands flung from above his head to gently land on top of my head. He massaged my hair and scalp as I worked.

  I stopped to suck on his balls. They were smooth and practically hairless. He smelled so good. This must have sent him over the edge as I eyed that there was potentially an explosion about to happen. I had never done this before, but he was so sexy. I wrapped my mouth around his cock as it erupted. I almost spat it out, but I swallowed it.

  It wasn’t half bad, and I didn’t have time to figure out the flavor as I felt his strong arms wrap me up and then we were horizontal.

  There was only heavy breathing between the two of us. Blake looked so intense and beads of sweat had formed on his forehead. I smiled at him and wiped them away. He briefly smiled and then dove in for a deep, passionate kiss. I could still feel his dick, hard and ready.

  I was wetter than a hurricane by now. He played with my breasts, and this was sending all kinds of sensations through my body. Sensations I didn’t even know I had. I was feeling an orgasm approach, and I grabbed Blake’s face and made sure he was listening to me.

  “Fuck me!” And like the SEAL he was, he took my order and in went his cock, deep inside me. It was the most amazing feeling. Then he continued to kiss me passionately on the lips as I wrapped my legs around him, screaming for more.

  We switched positions easily while our sexual parts stayed connected. I wasn’t tired, and I felt like I had so much energy. The sound of the bed moving happened with every thrust we made, and this only enticed us both to keep going.

  I don’t know how much time had passed, but I felt like at that point, I would begin to feel dry and raw, but that wasn’t the case. With every jolt and orgasm, I only became wetter. It was miraculous and I loved every second of it.

  Even if I was potentially sleeping with my enemy. The thought of potentially sleeping with the enemy weirdly made it hotter.

  And yet I was still ridden with guilt all the way through with the potentiality of Blake being responsible for killing my family hanging over my head. There had to be some kind of moral rule I was breaking here. But breaking a moral rule suddenly became a turn-on to me. I just pushed these thoughts out of my mind and continued to ride Blake like a wild stallion.

  As we continued our rhythm, Blake suddenly grabbed my sides and turned me around and bent me over. He stuck his cock deep inside me, and I jolted at the pain. He rubbed my back soothingly and let me adjust myself. Once I was comfortable, he continued. His thrusts just did something to me. They made me yearn for more and more from him.

  As we continued to fuck, he seemed to be slowing down and we returned to the missionary position. He slowed way down, but he lay on top of me and kissed me. There was no space between us, and steam began to form between our bodies. The room smelled of sex, our sex.

  And he was giving me the sweetest kisses and neither of us was stopping for air. My lips quivered for more and more of these kisses. They were taking me away from what was really on my mind.

  I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. I wanted his kisses to feel even closer than they already did. They were life-giving. He needed to fill me with life and hope, the hope that I was going to be okay and safe. Like I was not in any kind of danger.

  A miraculous thing happened as he continued to kiss and fuck me sweetly. I could feel the mother of all orgasms building. I could feel him getting larger with each thrust. We were going to come at the same time.

  I had dreamed of this happening with a man. He could feel it from his end, I could tell, and he opened his eyes to look deep into mine. We didn’t stop kissing one another and held each other closer while looking one another in the eye. As it happened, we both released our lips from each other and screamed out in passion as we came at the same time.

  I tried to breathe as Blake still lay on top of me and kissed my neck. He peeled himself off me and lay next to me. I rolled over to face him and encased myself in his arms.

  He held me close and I could’ve sworn I saw a tear or two roll down his cheek. I decided to ignore this as it was a scary thought to have that the man you love and had just had the sex that we just had, would cry. No, I decided to just cuddle up into him and rub his hard pecks with my free hand that wasn’t buried under him. I felt him kiss the top of my head.

  Chapter Four

  Blake

  Guilt! That’s what I felt as I lay on top of Madeline. Even though she was giving me the green light to have her. And I wanted her. Oh, boy, I can’t even begin to describe how much I wanted to be inside this woman who loved me so much. But I just felt guilty.

  This was not only Madeline, but this was Madeline Bianco. Mr. Bianco’s daughter. My former boss. My recently deceased boss. I couldn’t, but I could at the same time. It was flustering and confusing. But my dick had a mind of his own and he was aching to be deep inside Madeline’s pussy.

  Her wet pussy that I felt rubbing against me. It was so warm and inviting for me. I had to work up my courage to actually kiss her or be able to put myself inside her.

  She must have thought I was giving her lots of foreplay. There was a huge smile on her face. I kept fighting my resistance to touch her in such a state and moved my hands and mouth all over her body. She loved every touch I gave her.

  I worked up enough courage and there was enough heat building up in me. My dick was threatening to rip through my boxer briefs as I kissed her just below her neck. I heard her whisper to take my boxer briefs off.

  When I did, it felt amazing to be so free and erect in front of her. It was also hard for me to completely enjoy it as I was feeling so guilty for even attempting to sleep with her. I could hear her moaning with pleasure as she was looking at my cock. This only enticed me more.

  We continued to kiss each other’s bodies without touching our mouths to one another’s or my dick to her pussy. But I kept rubbing my dick between her legs to get her more excited at the thought of it inside her.

  Everything was building up in me fast, and I couldn’t help myself anymore. I sat back and looked at her, taking her beautiful face, and said I love you in my head. If I said it out loud now, it would ruin the moment. It would ruin me. I moved to kiss her. Her mouth tasted
sweet and it made me want to taste more.

  She pulled me closer to her, and I moved my hands down her soft body to her round and firm ass.

  As we continued to kiss, I felt her move around in my arms. I could feel my dick pulsating now. It was becoming painful not to give him a place to go, and there was so much building up.

  Madeline surprised me by grabbing me and shoving me to my back on the bed. It was hot and I liked that she was taking control over me. I could feel my dick twitching and pulsating in agony as Madeline breathed onto it, and I moaned and tried to say, “Suck on it.” Madeline must have heard me, and I saw as she moved her tongue all over in a pleasant motion.

  I could feel myself smile and I tried so hard not to come. I wanted to enjoy feeling Madeline suck my cock. I closed my eyes so I could feel less guilty that it was her. I can’t remember much else except when she began sucking me off and then she moved her attention to my balls.

  This was it, I was going to come at any second. I felt her mouth around my cock as I exploded. I opened my eyes and saw her swallow. It made me want her even more.

  I reached up and wrapped myself around her, pinning her to the bed. She smiled at me and wiped away the sweat on my forehead. I began kissing her and I could feel all the heat coming from her pussy. I put my attention back to her perfect Godiva chocolate breasts.

  I could feel her quivering underneath me and then she grabbed my face and looked serious. “Fuck me!” she demanded, and I did what she said. There was this God-like feel I had as my dick slid into her sweet and wet pussy. I wanted to be so deep inside her, and I pushed myself in deeper.

  She began moaning uncontrollably under me. As a man, this is the best part about having sex with a woman, hearing her moan like a symphony because of you.

  We kept fucking and we kept changing positions. A part of me wanted to stop this and just console her and the other part of me couldn’t stop what I was doing. I was making love to someone I loved. At least, I thought I did. This thought alone kept me going. And she was enjoying me inside her.

  We tried so many positions and it only seemed to give Maddie more energy. It was exciting for me. But I had to admit that she was much younger, and I was feeling the guilt take over me. I slowed down and got back on top of her. I kissed her and then everything was sweet and sensual. My cock was ready to explode, and I wanted to be on top of her when it did. I could feel the muscles of her pussy begin to contract as she was about to reach orgasm.

  Were we really going to orgasm together? I tried my hardest to match up with her. As I did, I could feel both of us pulsating in unison. It was beautiful, and then we both moaned and wailed in pleasure.

  She sounded like she was singing an opera ballad. I couldn’t help but kiss her while she continued to thrash in pleasure, and then I rolled over and held her close to me and kissed the top of her head. It still smelled so sweet.

  Chapter Five

  Madeline

  The longer I lay in Blake’s arms, the more confused I became. I had enjoyed sleeping with him. But now reality was starting to set in for me.

  My parents were dead, and I didn’t know who killed them. I was in danger now, and I needed Blake to protect me. A part of me was unsure whether he would be able to do this. I needed to ensure that he was going to make sure nothing would happen to me.

  I sat up and looked for the towel I had been wearing. I needed it so I could go get my clothes from the bathroom. I felt Blake stirring behind me and I turned around to look at him. He looked so sweet and concerned about me.

  “What is it?” he asked, and I simply answered that I needed to get my clothes from the bathroom. “Get them later and lie here with me.” He smoothed out the sheets and invited me to lie down with him.

  “No, I’d better get my clothes. I want to talk to you about something,” I said as I got up and looked for the towel. I found it and picked it up to wrap around me.

  Blake looked both concerned and confused. “What do you need to talk about?” He raised his brow at me and sat up straight, leaning back on the headboard.

  “I need to make sure that you’re going to protect me,” I said as I gave up on getting my clothes and sat back down on the bed facing him.

  “Of course you have my protection,” he said calmly to me and began to rub my thigh.

  “Good, now we need to go to the police,” I insisted and watched as a look of panic came across his face. “Are they still here? Are they still investigating the explosion?” I was shouting. I guess I had no idea how late it really was.

  “Madeline, Maddie, by now, they have already returned to the precinct and the remains have been cleaned and are sitting in evidence right now.” He looked at me as he could see the most pained look flash across my face.

  They were gone, they were really gone. The sound of the car exploding began to play in my head like a surround sound system. I dropped my head down to the pillow and Blake soothingly rubbed my arm.

  “We can’t go to the police, Maddie. This has mafia written all over it. There are so many dangerous ties, and they are after you. Whoever did this was intending to kill you too.” He said this as he increased the pace at which he was rubbing my arm.

  I suddenly felt really angry, and I sat up and my towel fell off me. “Why not?” I shouted and then jumped off the bed, letting his hand fly away from my arm. I walked straight away from the bed with no towel on.

  “Maddie, whoever killed your family knows you didn’t die along with them. They are probably searching for you right now. It’s just not a good idea when everything is so fresh. Don’t you get it?” And then I stopped and turned around to face Blake, letting him know that I was listening.

  “They are expecting you to show up to the police station. That’s why when I figured out where you were, I told the police that I knew you were alive and on the property. I had to say anything to get them to go away and not continue to search for you.” He sat at the edge of the bed.

  I still wasn’t understanding why we couldn’t go to the police. “We can’t go because there will be goons surrounding the precinct to take photographic evidence of your walking in, and that not only puts you in danger, but you will be putting other people’s lives at risk, cops and everyone else. These people stop at nothing,” he continued.

  I could tell he was being serious, and I was beginning to come off my high.

  Blake felt confident that I understood him. He got up to straighten out the bed, and I watched as he fluffed out the burnt-orange sheets. They reminded me of fire. And then the whole thing replayed in my head.

  I remembered getting out of the car and hearing my father urge me to hurry up and my mother telling me to button up my shirt more. I had just opened the front door and run inside, and then I heard that awful explosive noise. I ran out and saw the car in flames. In fact, I don’t remember even seeing any car. Just flames. And the only thing I could think to do was to run to the back building and hide under the trap door.

  My heart sank and I dropped to my knees and began to cry. How could Blake speak about my dead parents so nonchalantly? It was as if he had no respect for them at all.

  For a moment, I could’ve cared less about my safety and more about the revenge I wanted to take for my parents’ death. Now all I could picture was the car up in flames as I kept hearing their last words to me. ‘Hurry up.’ and ‘Button up your shirt more.’ Then kaboom! They were up in flames and gone forever.

  I was still kneeling and crying on the ground, and I felt Blake’s warm hands take over my shoulders. He led me back over to the bed and covered me with sheets and the duvet. He crawled in next to me and held me close to him. I felt too weak to fight him off as I cried into his chest.

  I was so upset now that I wasn’t making any sound when I cried except for taking loud, deep breaths. I could feel the nonstop hot tears and snot coming out of me. I couldn’t contain myself. I was feeling everything right now.

  Blake just continued to wrap his arms around me and caress
my bare skin with his warm hands. “Maddie, please listen to me closely. We can’t just go to the police. Your father was not a favorite of theirs. There is way too much hype around what just happened. Let a little time pass and we will sort everything out. Just stay here with me, and I will make sure that nothing happens to you.” He squeezed me and continued to kiss the top of my head.

  I let Blake’s words sit with me as I tried to process them carefully. “What will you do to protect me?” I said as I tried to calm my breathing a little more.

  “I am going through potential people in my head right now who could be suspected of doing this. I, too, need time to calm down and let everything process. But you know that I’m here for you and I am going to protect you.” He was squeezing me even tighter and I had to push away and gasp for some air.

  When I looked back at where my head had been on his chest, it was glistening with my tears and snot. I grabbed a tissue and handed it to Blake, who wiped himself clean and then pulled me back into him.

  It was some time later, and I was feeling exhausted and hungry. Blake felt like it was too risky to leave the property, and he looked through his phone and ordered a bunch of stuff from some local wing place.

  I was really starving, and I texted my best friend to go to the store and get me a bunch of beauty products and a thing or two from H&M.

  I didn’t know how long it would be till I could get all of my stuff out of my room in the house. It was probably evidence or something. I wasn’t sure, but I know that the one thing I needed right now was to feel human. My friend texted me back that she would try to swing by in an hour with everything.

  Then I remembered that the front of the estate would be blocked off by police tape and I asked Blake how anyone would get through. “There’s another entrance to the side of the property that I’ve always used. Here, let me text your friend on how to use it.” He grabbed my phone and texted her the directions.