Serving the Bad Boy: War Hawks MC

by Carmen Faye

  “What?”

  “You think I don’t know you come in here, night after night, trying to pay what you think is my kindness with hot fucks and hard orgasms, but I’m going to take care of you tonight.” She slid down to the floor, looking like his hottest fantasy. It amazed him how hot he remained for her when he should have had his fill months ago.

  “I’m going to take your cock out and suck it. Do you have any objections to that?”

  He opened his mouth to tell her that he wanted to do other things with her, but he was stopped before he could even get a word out. His belt was released, and her hands were in his pants so fast he was almost surprised.

  “Before you tell me any of your objections, know that I will have you in my mouth. I’ve missed the taste of your cock and the growl you always make when you come.”

  “You say I growl when I come all the time,” he countered.

  “You do, but when your cock is in my mouth and you’re spurting cream down my throat, your growl sounds different. I don’t know if it’s just where I am, or if my hearing is bad all the way down here, but it’s sexy as hell and I want it.”

  It was like she knew something was coming. His Emmy was sexy as hell, but not usually this aggressive. This was going to be all the more difficult to do when she was acting like this. Not because he didn’t like it, but because he did. She wasn’t a push over by any means, but when it came to the bedroom, she was usually happy to let him take the reins. This new Emmy was going to be the death of him.

  She sat there with his cock in her hand rubbing the tip against her lips. The desire to push a bit to get his cock between her lips was strong, but this was her show, and he wanted to see how she was going to play this.

  “If you want it… feel free to take it. I hope you’re hungry because I’ve got lots for you to taste.”

  She smiled against his cock, and damn it if his stomach didn’t do some fucked up thing. This was going to have to end sometime, and god knew he didn’t want to have to say goodbye to her. He had to get in the right mindset, and making goo-goo eyes and expecting a hard ride in a soft pussy was the wrong mindset to have.

  She opened up her mouth just a little and placed soft, wet kisses on the tip while she smeared the fat drop of precum that was there.

  “Open up, sexy, I’m not going to be able to take too much more of that.” Matt wanted to give her what she wanted, but since he knew so much about her, he knew that she liked him to take control even though she was doing a great job being more aggressive. She moaned and opened her mouth wide to accept him, and the soft slide of her tongue was like a balm. It soothed as it aroused. She smiled as well as she could with her mouth wrapped around him, and he pulled her off for a second. “Was it your goal to wind me up enough to take you like I wanted?”

  Her eyes cut coyly away from him, and he could feel the growl she loved so much starting to form in his throat.

  “I like when you take me. The more excited you are the better. I didn’t know I liked a rough fuck until I met you, but now I can’t get enough. I want it all. Don’t hold back; give me all you’ve got.”

  It was like a pressure cooker, and he could almost feel the steam coming out of his ears. “Emmy. The things you say are going to get you into such trouble.”

  “As long as the trouble comes from you, then I’ll gladly accept it. Your cock is tapping your stomach and bobbing. I think you like the naughty words that come out of my mouth.”

  He rubbed his thumb along her lips. “It’s not that I don’t love the words and the spirit in which they’re given, but I’m a bit raw today. It’s all about making it good for you.”

  She bent lower to suck one of his balls into her mouth, and he wondered if she’d been watching porn or if their departure was causing her to act like this. Damn if he didn’t love it, but it was making it harder to think about what was good for her. He wanted to take her with him wherever he went, but that wasn’t a possibility, and if it were, he’d not place her in that kind of danger.

  “If you want to make it good for me, then take me like you mean it. Fuck me deep and hard and mark my skin with reminders that you’ve been there.”

  He looked down on her wet lips and flushed face and decided she was right. Matt was going to give her what she wanted. “Open up, Emmy.”

  She did as she was told and never let her eyes stray from him. When he brought his hard cock to her mouth, she opened, but he made her wait by tapping his cock against her tongue.

  “Have you been a good girl?” he asked her, as she tried to catch his cock in the sexual game of keep away.

  She nodded and captured his cock just like he’d wanted her to. They were like newlyweds or what newlyweds would be like in his mind. They fucked constantly, and that let both of them knew the quirks and nuances of the other. He knew she liked when he fucked his dick deep into her mouth. It made her hips roll and her head bob to get more in. She was a dick-sucking-goddess, and he didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky, but he had.

  “Suck harder, Emmy.”

  She bobbed a little faster, and he could see her hand slipping into her panties. That wasn’t going to happen today.

  “Any orgasm you have comes from me. Whether it’s my mouth, my hand, or my cock—so get your hand out of your panties.” He liked ordering her around, just because she loved getting orders, but he was surprised at how much he meant that directive.

  Her big eyes stared up at him, and he knew that if he were going to do this much longer, she’d be tasting much more than she was now, and he wanted to come buried so deep in her pussy his balls would bounce on her ass. If he wanted that to happen, he was going to have to stop thinking like that.

  She released his cock. “Yes, sir,” she said with a voice that was filled with the need to climax. Holy fuck, Emmy was hot.

  He pulled her up from the floor and pushed her softly so she’d fall on the bed. She fell with her legs open wide, and he couldn’t help but smile. Falling between her legs, he went right for the glistening knot of nerves at the top of her mound. Sweet, warm, fragrant pussy filled his senses… the smell, the taste, and the vision filled him, and he felt like he was going to come apart. Never in his adult life had he come against the sheets while eating out a woman no matter how she tasted or looked, but he was close as fuck now. He usually liked to get her off once before he got his dick wet with her juices, but he was trying to stop from coming as soon as his dick touched her no-no place—so he wasn’t going to try to do that now.

  Ripping the condom with his teeth, he rolled it on and gave Emmy’s pussy a few light taps just because he loved the sound her wet pussy made when contact was made. She pumped her hips up to get better contact, but he wasn’t having that right now either.

  She spread herself wide without him even asking her, and it was like they both knew something different was going on.

  “You wanted all I had… right?” he asked, wanting to make sure that she still wanted that because he wasn’t going to hold back if she agreed, as it was it was hard for him to wait for him to answer the question.

  “Give it all to me. Balls deep, Matt. I want you so deep I’ll feel you in my throat.” Emmy reached down and grabbed his ass as if she could make him go deeper than he was already going.

  The sound that tore from him didn’t even sound human, and he pushed in all the way to the hilt without his preliminary strokes and clit rubs. It felt damn good, and he hammered home again and again, watching her tits swing and sway. It was his own cardinal sin to come before his partner, but he needed to work fast because his balls were tight against his body, and the pressure was high. He knew how those volcanos had to feel because the eruption that was getting ready to happen was going to be epic. He reached down and placed his hand on her clit, and her breath stopped for just a second. It was good to know that she was on such a hair trigger as well. He gripped it between his fingers and pumped in five quick thrusts, and they went over together in loud moans, convulsing bodies and wet
slapping parts.

  It took him a minute or so to figure out if his heart was going to continue to beat or had the damn thing just stopped. When he finally got himself together, he looked up to see what Emmy would make of that, and the smile that greeted him was blinding. There were times that he’d thought he’d done pretty well by this person or that, but he’d never been as satisfied as he was now… with his partner… with his life… and with the decision to let her go. She didn’t deserve the life that she’d be thrown in if she stayed with him.

  Getting up and moving away from her body was difficult, but as he went to the bathroom to get something for her to clean up with and dispose of the condom, he made himself put on the strength he knew he had within him. Would his heart ever recover? He wasn’t sure, but he knew one thing…Emmy wasn’t going to turn into his mother because of him.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

  The time was near. Emmy didn’t know that much about relationships, but she knew what she had with Matt was special. However, with every gesture, glance, touch, and taste, she could feel Matt pulling back. There was something particularly brutal in the air tonight because he didn’t even want to eat dinner before telling her to run. That ritual that he would pull out was something wonderful because it showed he knew she liked to be playful, and he knew she liked to be held down, told what to do, and fucked hard.

  Whatever his plan was, she didn’t want to hear it while she was naked and sweaty. There wasn’t much she could do about the sweaty since he was in the bathroom, but damned if she couldn’t fix the naked.

  She figured she could reheat the dinner and have a meal. There was no way she was going to be able to choke down any food, but she could prepare it for him. The plates were set and the glasses filled when he came to the kitchen, and she could almost see the grim reaper of relationships following him out.

  “Emmy the time we’ve spent together has been awesome, but I’ve got my orders and I’m leaving in a few days.”

  “Well, that’s a few more days we have to spend together,” Emmy said, as she turned around to fiddle with something on the counter. Looking at him trying to put her down gently was hell. She should have stopped him or told him he knew what this was all about, but a part of her hoped that he wouldn’t be able to get it out of his mouth. She heard paper rustling, and he walked closer to her.

  “Here is a plane ticket to the Philippines and your itinerary. You leave tomorrow morning.”

  She turned around to look at him and couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You could have told me; I would have made my own plans. I don’t need to be kicked out of here, Matt. I deserve to be treated better than that.”

  “You’re right, of course, but there is no time to piddle about this and that. I’m going to be gone soon, and I don’t know when I’ll be back.”

  “We’ve talked a lot about our lives, and I’ve listened to every word you’ve said. You don’t want me to wait around for you and be bitter; you’re sorry for the things your mother has gone through; and you want to be able to help her out more. See, I listen, but you… not so much. There is really one thing I want people to do for me, and that is to let me make my own decisions. I’ve confessed my love for you, and I’ve never been upset that those words haven’t reached my ears from your mouth, but I’ve felt them. I’m not going to ask you to confirm what I’m saying because I think you’re making a point, but I am, too.”

  In the middle of her speech, Matt leaned so his butt was against the countertop and his eyes were on the floor. That may not seem like much to the regular person, but Matt didn’t look down from anyone or anything…but here he was not looking at her.

  “What are you saying that I didn’t hear?” He studied her face in the way she loved so much, and she bit the inside of her cheek to keep from crying. There was no way she was going to let a pity party get in the way of what she had to say.

  “I left my family because people wanted to protect me so much they didn’t realize that I knew how to do that myself. You planned out my whole trip because you didn’t think I was strong enough to let you go. I know you have a job to do, and I know you don’t want me to wait, but that’s my decision… not yours.”

  They stared at each other, and she waited to see what he was going to say, but it didn’t look like he was going to say another word. He nodded his head, but she knew that—in his mind—it was over. She was done with this; she’d gather her things and get to a hotel. She’d gone from having a large amount of money available to her to having even more from her online accounting firm she’d created with her vast amount of spare time.

  He grabbed her arm as she passed, and as much as she wanted to deny him, she couldn’t.

  “What Matt? You had nothing to say while I was talking, and basically we’ve just had our goodbye fuck, so what else could you possibly want?”

  “I know that you don’t like people making plans for you, and I should have thought about that before I made the plans for you. I did it for a few different reasons.”

  “Like?” She wasn’t going to let him off easy with this one.

  “I know that was where you were on your way to before you got side tracked with the storm and my health issues.” He pulled her to the couch and sat her on his lap.

  “For someone who’s kicking me swiftly out the door, you sure are grabby.”

  “I just found out today that I’m leaving in a few days, and that means I won’t be home much and I’ll deploy when they see fit. I don’t want to leave you here stranded.”

  “Are you telling me you didn’t know I had my own money and didn’t need you to pay for my ticket? I’ve never asked you for anything, and yet there has always been food here for you to eat and your favorite beer has always been available.” She watched him look around his house like it was the first time he’d noticed all the things she did here, but he wasn’t deterred.

  “Also, it’s not about me kicking you out swiftly. It was just easier if we did this quickly because it’s going to kill me to say goodbye to you. I’d hoped that if we did it like removing a Band-Aid it would be better for both of us.”

  “So you were thinking of me when you decided that I needed to be gone tomorrow.”

  “Yes.”

  She gave him a quick kiss on his cheek and stood up. “Alright then, Matt. I’ll grant your wish. I’ll leave tomorrow, and I won’t make you say goodbye.”

  He stood with her and the big strong SEAL looked like he’d been knocked back a peg. That wasn’t truly her plan, but she was happy that he was at least concerned about what was going on in her mind for a change.

  She went to the room and quickly threw all her things in her suitcase before she called the cab.

  “Where are you going tonight?” he asked when she’d come out of the room. She’d barred him from coming in because she knew he’d try to get her to stop her plans and let them stay one more night together.

  “I’m going to a hotel. Since my flight is so early in the morning, I want to be close to the airport.” She knew she was being ridiculous because the island was small enough that this wasn’t necessary, but there were some calls she wanted to make, and she didn’t think she could make them here.

  He nodded, and she knew that he was probably knew that she needed to feel like she owned this a little more—even though it was a quicker end to what they had. It wasn’t like Matt had changed his mind about her waiting for him.

  She moved to the door and the utter surprise on his face made her want to stay, but if he didn’t ask, she wouldn’t do it. He came to the door and picked up her suitcase.

  “I’m going to walk you down to the cab, which I know you called.”

  She could only nod and watch him bend down and get her suitcase. “Wait one second.” Matt ran into the room and was there for a few seconds before he returned with her suitcase still in hand.

  They made it downstairs quickly, and if she didn’t get into the cab right at this very second, she was going to break down in te
ars and beg him to come back to her, but she knew that was his worst nightmare, so she kept her back straight and her head up as she watched the cabbie and Matt put her luggage in the trunk.

  He gave the cabbie money and then came back to see her before she could sit down in the back of the cab.

  “I’m not one to get all emotional out in public or in private, but I wanted to say thank you.”

  That wasn’t what she was thinking she was going to hear. “For what?”

  “For making me smile more, for sitting with me when my family hadn’t made it yet, for changing your plans, for loving me… for just being you. I don’t know what my future holds, but I wish you nothing but the best. I hope when you think of me a smile crosses your mouth and you heat up just a little bit.” He smiled at her, and his bright blue eyes sparkled like he liked the thought of that.

  “I hope the same thing for you.” She reached up, kissed him, and slid into the seat. When the cabbie pulled off, she looked back, waved, and saw him put his hand up to wave back.