by Bella Juarez
Gavin remembered a similar scene in Williamsburg. Amy looked as if she had stepped out of the pages of the Hips and Curves website. He marveled at how physically beautiful she was. She was such a gorgeous woman and had the sweet nature to match the outward attractiveness. This time, there was no shyness about her manner. She walked to him and took the glass he offered. Amy took a drink and looked at Gavin expectantly.
“Do I have to say it? Don’t you get tired of me telling you how beautiful and sexy you are?” Gavin asked.
“No. I don’t,” Amy said with a confident smile. “You’ve said it so much I actually believe it now.”
“You should. Do you think Dan Gamez asks every woman he meets to run off with him? The only reason I didn’t hurt him was because I knew he couldn’t help himself.”
Amy giggled into her glass. “I don’t want Dan or Alex or anyone else for that matter. I have everything I want.”
Gavin let his hands run over the cool satin of Amy’s gown. She had started to tan in the tropical sun and her skin took on a bronze hue against the bright white material. She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath. He pulled her close and found her mouth. He kissed her deeply and felt her passionate response. Gavin’s cock had instantly hardened when Amy had stepped out of the bathroom. His hard cock was becoming almost unbearable at this point. But he wanted to make this last as long as he could. This was their wedding night, and as many memorable fucks as they had experienced, he wanted to make this one special. He released her and walked to the bed and sat down.
“Come here, hottie.”
Amy picked up her glass and walked to Gavin. She took a drink as she sauntered over. He set her glass on the nightstand and took her hand, pulling her close. He slid his hands over Amy’s satin-covered back and down to her ass. He pulled slightly and kissed her belly through the gown. He felt her fingers clench his shoulders.
“Straddle me,” Gavin said as he pulled up the gown enough for Amy to accommodate his request.
Amy wrapped her legs around Gavin’s waist and kissed him. He caressed her thighs and butt as he worked her lips and throat with his mouth, tasting her as if for the first time. She kissed him everywhere she could reach. As the buttons of his shirt gave way, he allowed her to push it from his shoulders. Amy tugged at the T-shirt and managed to pull it off in between his tasting and caressing. She was kissing a scar on his shoulder.
“You have so many scars, Gavin,” Amy said, kissing another one on his bicep.
“Hard life, honey,” Gavin whispered against her skin.
“Not anymore,” Amy said, taking Gavin’s face in her hands.
Amy kissed Gavin and took his breath away with the force of her passion. He gripped her and pulled her closer, wanting to make her body one with his. She moaned as he spilled her full breasts over the top of her nightgown and started kissing and suckling her hard nipples. Gavin shifted and laid Amy down on to the bed.
Amy wrapped her arms around Gavin’s neck and pulled him down to her. Despite all the teasing the guys gave him about not being able to spend one night away from her, they really hadn’t had sex since arriving in St. Thomas. Gavin and Amy would climb into bed at night and fall asleep. They were exhausted from all the running around they were doing for the wedding. The wedding was over and now it was time to relax. They could enjoy each other once more without the thought of the next day’s chores and errands.
Gavin broke from Amy’s kisses and went back to feasting on her luscious skin. He pulled up the hem of her gown and touched her pussy through the G-string she was wearing. She moaned as he started his ministrations on her clit. She pulled the gown off as he worked his way down to her sensitive belly and started his playful nipping and licking. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders.
“Oh, Gavin! You could make me come just kissing me there,” Amy moaned.
“You’ll come, honey, more than you ever have in a single night.”
Gavin went back to work on Amy’s belly and moved his way down to her inner thighs. He slowly slipped the G-string from around her hips and down her legs, kissing and licking every inch of her legs down to her feet. He looked at the nightstand and picked up her glass of champagne.
* * * *
Amy’s eyes flew open when she felt the trickle of cool champagne hit her clit. The sensation was immediately followed by Gavin’s tongue lapping the liquid and her clit. She closed her eyes and arched her back when he trickled champagne on her pussy and licked it away again. He moved up to her belly and trickled the drink onto her belly. She screamed in ecstasy when the champagne hit her belly followed by his tongue. He alternated dribbling champagne on various parts of her body.
Gavin briefly left to refill the glass and to remove the rest of his clothes. She was quivering in carnal overload when he returned. He slid beside her and helped her up slightly so she could take a drink.
“Does that feel good, honey?” Gavin asked as Amy took a drink. She stared at him, panting. He smiled. “It tastes good.” He dripped champagne on her belly.
Amy sucked in a breath as Gavin returned to the delightful lapping on her belly. He moved down to her pussy and dribbled champagne over her pussy once more. This time he inserted his finger inside her cunt and slid into the slickness, finding her G-spot and stroking it with the right amount of pressure. With her current state of heightened sensitivity it didn’t take long before she screamed as the wave of her first orgasm hit her. She recovered quickly and pushed him onto his back. It was her turn to play.
“Sit up, at the edge of the bed,” Amy commanded.
Amy got up and walked to the bucket where the champagne sat cooling. She popped an ice cube in her mouth. She knelt in front of him and took the ice cube out of her mouth. She smiled wickedly and watched as his eyes widened.
* * * *
“Fuck!” Gavin cried out as Amy’s cold mouth swallowed his cock.
The sensation was a fine line between pain and mind-blowing pleasure. Amy would pop the ice cube back into her mouth when her mouth would warm. She was driving Gavin insane with the stimulation her cool mouth was creating. Her sudden takeover was mind bending in itself. The hot-and-cold blow job she was giving him was sapping his willpower. He was helpless to do anything but watch and feel.
Just when Gavin felt as if he couldn’t stand anymore, Amy stopped and pushed him backward. She walked to the ice bucket and took another ice cube. This time she slid next to him.
“How are you doing?” Amy asked.
“You’re driving me insane!” Gavin growled.
Amy took the ice cube and touched Gavin’s Adam’s apple. He sucked in a breath and squeezed his eyes shut when he felt the ice cube kiss his skin. He had never realized how sensitive his throat was until the ice came into contact with him. He could feel her shift and straddle him. She slipped his cock inside her pussy as she sweetly tortured his body with the ice. He cried out as she started fucking him and running the ice over his chest and abdomen.
“Amy!” Gavin cried.
Gavin’s control was gone. He gripped Amy’s ass and started forcing her movements faster and harder. She took his hands and sat herself fully on top of him. She was denying him the control he usually took without question.
“Not this time, Gavin.” Amy gyrated her hips, forcing his cock deeper into her pussy.
“Amy!” Gavin growled dangerously.
Amy didn’t answer, but this time her lack of response wasn’t out of fear or shyness. It was her refusing to surrender to him. Gavin was breathless as he felt his balls tighten and his cock twitch. He could feel his muscles tense as his hips jerked forward. The orgasm that gripped him was pleasure and pain at the same time, as Amy refused to let him have the friction of her pussy that he so badly wanted to feel. He was covered in a thin layer of sweat and was shaking when he finally came off his high. He opened his eyes and smiled at Amy.
“What was that little personality shift about?” Gavin asked. He wanted to take his words back when he saw uncer
tainty cloud her features. “It was very sexy,” he added.
Amy smiled and lowered herself onto his chest. “I need a bath. That champagne was sticky. Do you want to take a shower with me?”
“You have to ask?” Gavin asked, wrapping his arms around Amy.
* * * *
Amy started the water in the large bathroom. The shower was almost the size of a small bathroom with a bench that surrounded the wall. There were three showerheads that streamed water from three different directions. Gavin joined her as she was applying the conditioner to her hair. She felt his arms encircle her and hold her for a moment. He was so big and powerful, and she always felt safe whenever he held her.
Gavin picked up the bath puff she had set down on one of the benches. He gently ran the puff over her back and shoulders as Amy rinsed her hair. She felt him lay a light kiss on her shoulder. He turned her around to face him, giving her a sense of déjà vu. He took her face in his hands and kissed her as he backed her up to the bench inside the shower stall. She stopped when she felt her back of her knees press against the bench. He broke away.
“There is something I want to do. But you need to trust me, really trust me,” Gavin said.
“What is it?”
“I want to take your fine ass, honey,” Gavin said with a kiss.
“You mean, have sex like that?” Amy whispered.
“Yes. I promise I will make you feel really good. If you don’t like it or start to feel uncomfortable I will stop.”
Anal sex? It was so taboo. Amy didn’t know how to respond. She trusted Gavin more than any human being she had ever known. She knew that if she expressed doubt, he would stop. If she said no and expressed it strongly enough, he would never bring it up again. She stared at him for a moment. He was waiting for her answer and she had to answer.
“Okay, Gavin,” Amy whispered.
“Do what I say and trust me. If something doesn’t feel right, talk to me.”
“I know. What do I do?”
“Sit down.”
Amy sat down on the bench and tried to relax. Gavin knelt before her and pushed her knees open. He planted himself in between Amy’s legs as the water was gently running over their bodies and he kissed around her belly. Amy instantly started to relax. He worked his magic on her belly and his fingers were stroking her pussy as his tongue took over where his fingers left off. She felt his finger lightly stroking her sensitive anal bud. Amy was surprised at how good the ministrations of his finger at that spot felt. A moan escaped her. He stopped briefly.
“Hand me that bottle of conditioner, Amy,” Gavin said.
Amy grabbed the bottle next to her and handed it to Gavin. She watched, captivated, as he put some conditioner on his fingers and rubbed them together. He went back to stroking her bud. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the pressure of his finger at her sphincter.
“Relax, Amy, honey. Relax and let me inside,” Gavin coaxed.
Amy took a deep breath and made her body melt. Gavin’s finger entered her and was moving in and out easily with the conditioner lubricant he had put on his fingers. His mouth returned to her clit as his finger gently broke past the bud that was fighting him. She was starting to enjoy the sensation of her pussy being licked and Gavin’s finger moving in and out of her ass. He withdrew his finger and added more conditioner to his fingers. This time he placed two fingers inside her, sliding them in and out as he worked her pussy with his mouth. She wanted to come from the oral sex and the new stimulation of having her ass fingered when he stopped again. He stood and helped her to her feet.
“Turn around, honey, and kneel on the bench,” Gavin said.
Amy turned and faced the wall. She got on her knees on the bench and gripped a bar that was near her. He gently pushed her forward, making her ass jut out to him as she pressed against the shower wall.
“Spread your knees apart a little bit. That’s it, honey,” Gavin said.
Amy felt Gavin’s lubed fingers enter her butt once more. This time she wanted it and there was no clenching or hesitation. He moved his fingers and reached around her with his free hand to massage her nipples. She closed her eyes and threw back her head. His fingers pulled out of her body once more. This time his return took a little longer. She could feel the head of his cock pressing against her ass this time. She involuntarily tensed.
“Relax, baby. Go liquid, just like the water,” Gavin coaxed.
Gavin pressed more firmly this time. Amy closed her eyes again and willed herself to go liquid as he had instructed. She felt the burning sensation as the head of his cock entered her well-lubed ass. He had lubed his cock at some point. One of Gavin’s powerful arms encircled Amy’s waist and pulled her toward him.
Gavin moved slowly as he inched his massive cock into Amy’s virgin ass. She moaned. Once he was in it wasn’t so bad. He reached down and stroked her clit as he slowly pulled back and slid forward again. His hands were free to roam her body at will. He played with her clit while the other hand manipulated her breasts and nipples.
“Gavin!” Amy called as she felt her pussy and ass clench at the same time.
“That’s it, Amy, honey, come for me!” Gavin urged.
Gavin’s thrusts into Amy’s ass were becoming increasingly more aggressive as she screamed out her climax. She gripped the towel bar for dear life as her ass squeezed Gavin’s demanding cock.
“Amy! Honey!” Gavin clutched Amy against him.
Amy felt Gavin’s seed empty into her as he came to an apex as well. The sensation was so different than what she was used to. Her butt was throbbing around his cock as he rode in and out. He slowed and very slowly pulled himself out of her. He helped her down from the bench and washed her off. He carried her to bed and tucked her in, sliding between the sheets as well. He spooned her lovingly as they rested.
* * * *
Gavin reached for his cell phone over Amy. He squinted at the screen as he looked at the phone. It was Rock. What the fuck!
“Yeah, Rock,” Gavin said.
“We need to talk. Get back to the villa.”
“Are you fucking serious? Weren’t you at the wedding yesterday?”
“I’m dead fucking serious and this is an emergency. Believe me, I wouldn’t do this to you if it weren’t important.”
By now Amy was awake and sitting up. Damn! Gavin cursed. Amy looked so sexy wrapped in nothing but a sheet.
“We’ve got to go back to the villa, honey,” Gavin said.
“Is something wrong? Is it Irene?” Amy asked in alarm.
“No, Amy, honey. I think it’s work. Come on, let’s get dressed.”
They arrived at the villa an hour after the call. The women were waiting for Amy and as soon as she arrived spirited her out of the house, leaving only the SEALs alone in the villa. He took a seat around the large table. As he did, Dixie walked into the kitchen.
“I didn’t get an invitation so I decided to crash the party,” Dixie chided as he took a seat.
“Sorry, Admiral, I thought you had bigger plans,” Gavin said.
“Congratulations, by the way,” Dixie said.
“Thank you, Dixie.”
All of the SEALs gathered around the spacious dining area and listened as JJ briefed them on the latest. JJ had been at the Ritz-Carlton restaurant after the reception. He had overheard a conversation at a nearby table. Bakri and two guests were at the table. JJ wasn’t saying much about all the people there, but he was sure spilling about Bakri and the former Soviet Spetsnaz operator he had seen.
“Why would Bakri be here?” Rock wondered aloud.
“Don’t know, don’t care. Maybe it’s because the damn island is riddled with criminals and other terrorist bastards just like him,” Dixie said.
“Any idea about the other people with him?” Gavin asked.
“Who was the woman? Did anyone see her?” Shaq asked.
“No, the only one I care about is Vaslliev. He’s dangerous,” JJ said.
The Spetsnaz operator JJ
identified as Sergei Vaslliev, otherwise known as Doctor Death. He was a specialist in chemical warfare. “Spetsnaz” rang a familiar bell with the group of men assembled. It was the Russian version of the SEALs. Vaslliev had gone from the Russian Special Forces to the KGB at some point before the collapse of the Soviet Union.
JJ had been able to find out and informed them that Bakri and Vaslliev would be meeting in Istanbul in fifteen days. Apparently, in fifteen days Bakri would have a test site for Vaslliev to unleash some sort of new biological weapon that he was working on. JJ was able to tell them that something had already been tested and failed.
The group started discussing the implications of the news and how they would deal with a very likely problem. They started making decisions as to roles and responsibilities for members of the group assembled. The SEALs listened grimly as Dixie and JJ detailed their history with Vaslliev during the days of the Cold War.
“JJ, how do you know this guy?” Gavin asked.
“Me and Dixie know him. Most of you fellas are too young to remember the Cold War and communism, but I got to know this fucker pretty good during that time.”
“This is bad news, boys. This guy is a mean motherfucker. JJ and I have both dealt with him before in North Korea and during the Saddam days in Iraq. Sergei Vaslliev was the guy responsible for the chemical war that Saddam waged with the Kurds. This adds a whole new dimension to what we’ve been dealing with here. If the Russians are fucking with terrorists, then believe me, they have a plan. They play at being friends when it’s convenient for them,” Dixie said.
“That certainly fills in a huge piece of this puzzle and is one hell of a break if it’s all legit,” Alex said.
“Doesn’t it…” Rock agreed with Alex. “I think we’ve already had a preview of this guy’s handiwork back in August. It’s some seriously scary shit, guys,” Rock said to the rest of the group.