by Burke, Dez
“You’re so amazing, Ivan,” she breathed, standing there in front of him. His eyes blazed at her
artless, worshipful words. “I can’t believe your all mine.”
“Thank you,” he said softly, coming to hold her bare shoulders and squeezing hard. “I love your
body too. Every dip, every curve. Even pink, tantalizing fold. Nobody had better try to lay a finger on even an inch of this beautiful frame…because then I’d have to break every bone they have – and then I’ll kill them.”
Olivia chuckled under her breath, until she saw his eyes and sobered, realizing he might not be
kidding. She quickly lifted her hands to cup the sides of his close-shaven head.
“I missed you. I love you. I want to make love to you every day from now on.” The words
jumbled out, and Olivia knew why. They were just a few of the words she’d dreamed of saying to him all the while he was gone and she was afraid to lose him.
As if understanding and reading her mind, Ivan smiled. “I love you too, little dove. So much. I
want to tell you this every day. I also want to be able to touch your body like this and feel your breasts spill into my palms like they were molded just for me. I never want to forget how you smell right now, of warm, fresh flowers from a moonlit garden.”
His lips plucked on hers, while he squeezed hard on the supple mounds he held in his hands.
Olivia whimpered, pushing her softness to pillow against his hardness. There was a tremble in her
inner thighs as the moisture gathered faster.
Olivia was glad when right then, he carried her once more in his arms and knee-walked to the
middle of the king-sized bed upon which he placed her carefully.
And that night, he did bring out the stars as Amanda had predicted. Right there in that room –
there beneath her closed lids as he quickly brought her to her first blinding orgasm of the night. His mouth on her skin; her breasts and then her pussy helped swell her enjoyment into a climax which had spewed forth like a volcanic eruption.
Ivan…she gasped out his name and drew his head up from her sex so she could taste herself on his tongue. With her other hand, she guided his hard cock straight into her soaked pussy. He sank into her wetness easily but she still felt the tight stretch when his shaft got wedged halfway.
“Damn! Your pussy feels as snug as the first time,” Ivan groaned in appreciation, massaging her
breasts hungrily as he began to fuck her in earnest. She was glad he was going for passionate instead of tender. She could do with more red-hot and not so much sugar-sweet.
She’d missed him like mad and for the love of everything holy, she wanted to be fucked.
Olivia moved deliberately against him to get that very message across. She pushed her heels
into his back and rubbed up and down his spine with her palms in just the way he told her he liked.
He got the message and quickly ramped up the speed and force.
He plunged in to the hilt and used chopping, hard thrusts to drive himself home. Olivia loved
the pressure of fullness and depth he gave with those masterful strokes. She grew wetter with each minute that passed and the bliss was never ending. She loved it. Loved having him crushing her
slightly with his powerful weight while his shaft crushed against her delicate inner walls.
He stoked the flames and let it burn without letting it explode beyond control. She could tell he
wanted it to last longer since they’d both already come once already. Now, they could just enjoy the sensations of fucking without the urgency but with all the abandon.
A quarter of an hour of syrupy sex later, Ivan switched positions and lay underneath her. Olivia
balanced herself in readiness to ride, her nimble legs folded so that she could plant her feet on either side of him.
Ivan let out a growl of approval.
“Your turn, baby,” he said, hands sliding his hands up from her waist to cup her breasts
displayed so tantalizingly.
Olivia then knew he wanted her to take complete control – and to lose any inhibition with him.
Her face burning with a heat of passion and shyness, she moved her lower limbs, springing up till her pussy had released his length to the tip, before landing back down heavily. Wincing as her enthusiasm had her taking in more of his length than she should so soon, she froze and took in deep breaths as his hands stroked with rough sweetness on her swaying breasts.
In time, she learned the perfect bounce and rhythm to have him sliding in and out of her at a
pace and depth that suited them both.
“Faster, baby. I can take it,” he half-teased, half-grunted as Olivia saw the way perspiration
gathered beneath the hair mashed to his forehead.
She smiled sultrily, suddenly all tigress, all woman. Balancing her hands flat on his perfect
pecs, she started to really move, bumping her ass up and down on him with carnal abandon. Feeling
him so deep inside her after so long almost made her want to scream with bliss. Having this part of him locked deep within her folds had her every nerve ending tingling.
Loving the feel of his firm flesh beneath her palm, Olivia leaned forward and kissed her way
over his chest. Her tongue headed straight for his nipple which she flicked and then nibbled
experimentally. Hearing his feral groan rumbling through his upper body told her how much he liked her little erotic foray.
His cock seemed to swell and throb even thicker inside her, and she quivered with arousal at
the thought that she pleasured him so well. Knowing how she too, liked his mouth on her nipples, she suckled him hard. First one tiny bud, and then its twin. He growled out her name and caused a smile of feminine triumph to cross her lips, which she finally glided up his throat to his mouth. They kissed, and it was all moistness and heat. Fire and honey. By now, lust was driving Olivia on, giving her the momentum she needed to drive Ivan – and herself – off the hinges.
Knees now pressed firmly to his sides, she rode him faster and faster until she felt his hands
suddenly grip both sides of her waist, momentarily making her pause. His breathing was shallow, his eyes narrowed with deep-seated pleasure.
“Five more seconds of that and I’m going to fucking blast off inside you,” he rasped, making her
smile secretly as her clit throbbed in reaction at the thought that she was driving him insane. “Just…
give me a bit. Thought I could handle it but damn baby…you’re go damn tight and hot.”
Olivia moaned when he cupped her breasts and dug his fingers into the giving flesh while he
added, “And lord knows it’s been too fucking long since our last time. To think I never dreamed I’d see you again… didn’t dream I’d ever get the chance to feel your slick, snug pussy around my cock
one more time. This is so precious, baby. Me and you. I’m never going to doubt it again. Ever.”
“Good,” Jenna said, rocking sensually over his groin, feeling her pussy hum at the feeling of
meaty fullness her lover gave. “Because the next time you turn me away, soldier, I’ll be bringing up my entire arsenal to get you to admit how much you need me.”
“Oh, I need you, baby. Of that there is no doubt. I needed you every second I was in that
forsaken jungle and I was never sure I’d make it back. But we’re together now and that’s all that
matters. So give me all you’ve got, hot stuff.”
Olivia’s sexy grin faded as she felt him cup her ass firmly in both hands, his touch urging. Her
breath left her in a gasp as passion overtook humor, and she lifted herself off his cock till she could feel just the tip inside her. She let his hands on her ass cheeks guide in lowering her back down on his long, thick shaft, but that little rotation she did with her hips as her pussy clung to his base, was all h
er own. Ivan let out a thickly-expelled swearword and suddenly started to move his hips up to meet hers plunge after plunge.
Olivia’s lust-glazed eyes stared into his hooded orbs and she saw a mirror of her own needs.
They’d reached the primal stage of their passion and now all they used was their gut instinct to give each other what they needed. Her nipples started to throb beneath his gaze and she felt his hands roam her body possessively as their hips pumped with accord, bringing cock and pussy into perfect fusion.
The atmosphere around them was supercharged now, the pressure for completion becoming
stronger than ever. Olivia’s little moans of pleasure came louder when Ivan lifted off the pillows to seize one dancing nipple in his mouth. The contact of his warm lips sucking hard on her sensitive bud intensified the sensations taking over the inside of her body. Each thrust sent his cock deeper into her canal and her muscles rhythmically clenched and unclenched around his pounding shaft till he was
groaning out her name against the sound of her breast.
“This feels so good,” Olivia purred, amazed how her voice sounded so little like her own. Her
pussy was on fire. She couldn’t help shivering as something fierce and overpowering started to build up inside her core. He was slamming so hard into her, moving his hips upwards with blurring, knifing thrusts. His mouth popped from her breast and she let out a rugged groan.
“Can’t hold back anymore, Liv. You ready?” Ivan rasped.
Olivia could only nod, pants erupting from her open mouth as he angled his hips just so and
shafting straight up into her cervix. She had to blink away the spots that started to sprout at the back of her eyelids.
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” growled Ivan. “Now touch your clit, baby. I want to see you
rub it hard for me.”
His command made Olivia go pink but she didn’t even think of disobeying. At one, she placed
the tips of her fingers on her swollen, slick little button. She’d never touched herself before, instead loving only Ivan’s hand on her sweet spot. But as he was watching so intently, his face creased in a grimace of pleasure-pain, she began to feel a climbing ecstasy at the sensation from her fingers. She pressed down hard and then circled her hood the way she’d seen him do. It felt incredible, coupled with that cock stroking in and out of her with such power and heat.
“Ah…fuck; you feel that?” Ivan asked on a groan as their jointed members started to throb
jointly. Olivia was amazed that she did feel it; her pussy was quivering with pleasure and in turn, causing his shaft to feel like it was vibrating in response. The stimulation of her clit just sent the pleasure past the clouds and into outer space. Olivia was dazed, her lower face going slack as her climax clawed its way closer.
“Oh, yes!” she cried out in reply, her fingers working faster now as she bounced harder on his
pumping hips. “Ivan, I’m gonna…”
She came. It slammed into her like a torpedo had landed against her back, throwing her forward
across Ivan’s chest. Groaning loudly, he clasped her to him as he continued to pound into her. Her hips moved with no control from her; it was like having an outer-body experience because she could feel her body still responding though she was already on another plane of reality.
Olivia wasn’t so deep into oblivion that she didn’t feel the massive shock of Ivan slamming so
powerfully into her as he started to fill her womb with cum. Olivia heard a cry from afar off and only minutes later did she realize it came from her. It was a long time before their bodies stopped moving, and even longer before their heart rate returned to a normal, restful beat. Olivia buried her face in the space within Ivan’s broad shoulder and simply reveled in the aftermath of their splendid coupling.
Chapter Twenty-One
“Only one more thing left to do,” Ivan announced much, much later when they were snuggled
beneath clean sheets, fresh from their shared shower which had involved one sensual, satisfying
quickie. Olivia gazed up at him from where her head lay upon his chest.
“I thought we’ve covered everything.”
“Well, there’s still your parents and how I’m going to break it to them that I’ll require their
daughter’s hand in marriage.”
Olivia froze; the only thing still moving was her accelerating heart. “What?”
His hands were stroking tenderly over her hair. “Like I said, I was never pegged down for
anything long term. But you…you get a man seeing into the future, and how good it can be to have a wife, and kids. A real home of my own.”
“But Ivan…your work.”
He shrugged. “I’ve been given a load of time off to really recuperate from the last mission.
Maybe in that period I’ll figure out what I want to do. I can simply retire into the normal field work if I choose not to remain an active Marine out on duty. Or I could go into local or federal law
enforcement. But then I could easily just become some kind of private contractor for the government and work in the Middle East or something.”
Olivia squirmed, not sure she was happy about that option but still smiling despite herself.
Something told her that no matter what he did if he chose to leave the Marines, he’d find a way to continue to be some sort of “bad ass.”
“I want so much to be your wife and have your kids,” she finally whispered, planting her hand
on his broad chest and smoothing lovingly over the ridge of firm muscle.
“That’s done then. Proposal made and accepted,” Ivan said quickly, a deep rumble of laughter
making his chest heave. “Was a bit worried about that part.”
“You thought I’d say no?” Olivia asked, glancing up into his handsome face. “As if! This is all
I’ve wanted forever. To be Mrs. Ivan Lance. Now all I need to make sure of is that Molly is shipped out of the picture for good.”
“She’s gone,” he said promptly. “Trust me. This time, I returned to the news that she’s run off
with some rock star type guy who just left his wife for her. Guess she’ll be having all the drama she didn’t seem to get with dating me. Good riddance.” He smirked, and got an elbow in the side. “Ow!”
Despite herself, Olivia was smiling. “I just want it to be you and me,” she said quietly, her eyes sober as they lifted to hold his.
Equally serious, Ivan replied with heart-felt promise, “That’s all we’ll ever need, baby.
There’s not a doubt in my mind that with you is where my heart belongs. Forever. Just you and me
little dove. Forever.”
THE END
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If you’ve enjoyed this book, watch for the newest book by Dez Burke coming out soon,
“Captured by the Bodyguard.”
Other books by Dez Burke found on All Romance Ebooks:
“Claimed by the Marine”
“Captivated by the Soldier”
“Jamaica Nights”
About the Author
Dez Burke grew up in rural Alabama and spent most summers reading worn copies of her
Grandmother's Harlequin Romances. Even as a young girl, she noticed the absence of African
American characters. So today, she writes hot, steamy romance books featuring black women and
gorgeous men of all races.
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Forbidden Love with the Marine