Protector: A Navy SEAL Romantic Suspense (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 15)

by Flora Ferrari

  “Definitely.”

  There was nothing left to say. Kate was kneeling by the tub which sat ready with the warm water I needed. I stood just a few feet away, in my boxer briefs, ready to enter. All that was left was to remove my underwear and step in. Kate didn’t move. Neither did I. Our eyes were locked. Kate stood and came to me, never breaking eye contact. She placed her hands on my waist. I could feel the electricity in my body from her touch. I placed my hands on the sides of her shoulders. She wore a silk spaghetti strap blouse in white. She was beyond beautiful.

  I reached under the strap to my right and slid it off her left shoulder. I leaned forward thinking I was going to kiss her shoulder, or maybe the side of her neck. As I got closer I caught her scent I was overcome with lust. My mouth crashed hard on hers. Her right hand came off my waist and was now firmly behind my head, pressing my head into hers. I ran my right hand along her soft, silky smooth arm. When it reached her fingers our hands held. Interlocked. I hadn’t kissed a woman in three years. I hadn’t wanted to. Kissing Kate felt perfect. Her soft lips. Her femininity everywhere. I forgot everything else, the events of the previous forty-eight hours, my discharge from the SEAL Teams, everything. I just felt her. I felt one with her.

  She took her right hand from behind my head and ran it slowly down the middle of my body, tracing the line that separated my right half from my left. When she reached the top of my boxer briefs, she turned her hand one hundred eighty degrees and slid her fingers into my underwear finding my cock. She breathed hard and kissed me even harder. I took my right hand and lifted her hand from my boxer briefs and into the air. Then I reached down with both hands and pulled her silk top up over her head and tossed it onto the floor. She wore a plain, white bra, but for me it was perfect. I’m a no frills guy and this bra was exactly that. I could see all I needed to as the bra strained to contain her chest. Her heavy breathing didn’t make it any easier on her bra. I reached my right hand behind her and with my forefinger and middle finger unstrapped her bra in one motion. I brought my hand back and pulled her bra off straight towards me, throwing it to the floor to join her top. I wanted to dive in head first to her beautiful chest, equally as much as I was enjoying admiring it. I could only do one. I grabbed her right breast with my left hand and the back of her head with my right. We kissed as I squeezed her breast hard. I released and traced around the edges taking time to outline her areolas and gently twist and tease her nipples. I was so hard I thought I was going to bust through my underwear. She must have sensed it too as she reached down and pushed my underwear down my legs. I stepped up and out of my boxer briefs with my right leg and then my left. I was totally naked.

  “Wait. I want to look at you.” Kate took a step back and stared at my body. From head to toe and back up again her gaze went. She looked me in the eyes and slowly slid her panties to the floor. There she stood. Totally exposed and perfect. She stepped into the tub and held out her hand. I took it and she pulled me to join her in the tub, the one place in the world I wanted to be more than any other.

  Under the water we touched, teased, played, kissed, and alternated from fast, passionate lust fulfillment, to slow deep pleasures of the flesh and mind. Her body was amazing. Her kiss an addiction. After about forty-five minutes the water started to cool off. We stepped out of the tub and took turns drying each other off. I picked her up and walked her to my bedroom.

  I laid her out on the bed and kissed her at the ankles working my way up. The moment my tongue found her folds her abdomen tightened and her body convulsed. I could feel her walls tighten and I looked up just to see her eyes roll back in her head in ecstasy. I continued, as did she. I traced her opening with my tongue only changing to lick her walls and insert two fingers when I wanted to really push her over the edge. Eventually she couldn’t take it any more. Neither could I. I felt like I was going to explode. I was feeling complete pleasure, but I was also in pain from the pressure building up in my groin. She pulled me up until we were face to face.

  “I want to feel you.”

  “I want to feel you.”

  “I want you inside me.”

  “I want inside you.”

  I placed the tip of my cock at her opening. She slid down the bed signaling she didn’t want to wait any longer. She didn’t have to. I propped my large frame up on my hands with locked forearms and slid forward, our skin never losing contact, my hips driving deeper as my rod hid her spot. It took everything I had not to finish too quickly.

  I was like a man possessed. I thrust for twenty seconds then flipped her over and slowly slid in and out for thirty more, feeling her walls squeezing my dick like her body was trying to own it. I picked her up in the bed and stepped onto the floor. While holding her in the air I bounced her up and down, impaling her on my shaft. I was so much bigger than she was. She felt so tiny and feminine in my grasp. I could feel her walls tightening even more as we fell back onto the bed. I rolled us out of bed and took her against the wall. It was such a rush to watch her eyes. To see the pleasure I was giving her and feel the pleasure she was giving me. When I couldn’t take it anymore I picked her up and tossed her onto the bed. She smiled. I jumped in bed to join her placing my hands on her hips and flipping her face down. I took her like an animal. Hard, fast, and thrusting with all the power I had in my hips. The harder and faster I went the more she screamed out. “Harder. Harder. Uh, I’m going to —”

  At that moment I lost it and I could feel her fluids as she did too. I felt like my body released a waterfall of lust, and as much as a hardened veteran like myself didn’t want to admit it…emotions too. I was spent. I collapsed on top of her.

  I was breathing so hard I was nearly panting. After a minute and a half passed I started to catch my breath. “Am I too heavy?”

  “No. Please stay right there. I can feel your heart moving on my back. I like the feeling of your weight on top of me.”

  That was the last thing I remembered. I passed out cold.

  CHAPTER 8

  I woke up around midnight to the feel of warm kisses near my groin.

  “What time is it?”

  “Almost twelve.”

  “Where’s Jasmine? Jerry?”

  “It’s okay. I picked them up from school. They’re asleep. Everyone’s asleep. Just us.”

  I rolled over trying to clear the cobwebs from my head. “Thanks.”

  “I thought you might be up for another round.”

  “Wow, that first round was electric.”

  “You can say that again. I forgot what that felt like, not that I’ve never felt anything quite like that. You’re really strong. I felt like you could do to me whatever you wanted. And it felt good.”

  “It did feel good.”

  “Like superhero sex.”

  I laughed. “What’s superhero sex?”

  “When the hero saves the girl and then he’s so big and strong, like cartoon character big and strong, he’s able to do things in the bedroom that mere mortals can’t.”

  “Mere mortals, huh?” I smiled.

  “Yeah, I’m done with mere mortals. I found my superhero!”

  We both laughed. Kate crawled up from my midsection and kissed me.

  “Hungry?”

  “Starving…but I can wait if you have something else planned for right now.”

  “Not exactly planned, but I know some things we can do for awhile. Maybe make you even more hungry?”

  “Let’s see.”

  We picked up right where we left off. Two hours of exploring and pleasuring. We had to keep the noise down, which we somehow managed to do. After we finished Kate went downstairs and prepared those eggs and bacon that I was supposed to eat over twelve hours ago.

  The food gave me a second, or was it third, wind. Right back to bedroom fun. In between sessions we slept, talked, and just enjoyed each other’s company. We joked a lot. It was like two adults had been bottled up and now everything was coming out. Not one, but two people, at the same time after years of
nothing. I didn’t even know how much I needed it until I had it. As isolated as I had been these last few years I knew I had found the woman I could open up to. Share my thoughts and desires with. The best part was she felt the same way. She told me. I couldn’t imagine a better ending to this story, and the best part was I got to play the hero.

  CHAPTER 9

  T he doorbell rang right at 0700. We had just finished another session and I was coming out of the shower ready to get dressed and start the day. Being so early and also a weekend, it seemed especially strange for a visitor. I went to the door in my towel. I looked through the peephole and saw two men in white shirts and slacks. Federal agents. You can spot them a mile away. They’re recognizable partly by their body language and partly by the mustache and choice of wardrobe. It seems like it’s standard office environment work wear, but there’s something about the way they wear it that makes it a dead giveaway.

  I opened the door.

  “Good morning. Agent Morris and Agent Jackson. FBI. We’re looking for a Mr. Jax Creed. Is he in?”

  “I’m Jax. What can I do for you?”

  “Mr. Creed, sorry to disturb you, but we’d like to ask you a few questions. We also understand you’re former military. Is it okay if we come in?”

  “Sure. Come on in.”

  I offered them a seat on the couch. “Just give me a quick second to throw some clothes on. Can I get you anything to drink first?”

  “We’re okay. Thank you.”

  I ran upstairs wondering why in the world the Feds would be knocking at my door, especially this early in the morning. I put on pants and a shirt and was back downstairs in less than sixty seconds.

  “What brings you here?”

  “Mr. Creed, first of all thank you for your service to our country.”

  “My pleasure.”

  “We’re sorry to have to come out here today, but we really must ask you a few questions.”

  “No problem. Shoot.”

  “Mr. Creed, can you tell us where you were two nights ago?”

  “I can, but can I ask what this pertains to?”

  “We’re not really authorized to say, but as a former military man myself I’ll tell you, off the record, that there are some questions regarding someone you might know, or know of. Someone in Arizona.”

  “Understand. Two nights ago I paid a visit to a man in Tucson. He has been harassing someone I know, a woman that is, for quite some time. I thought it was time he pick on someone his own size.”

  “Can you tell us if there was an altercation between Mr. Harper and yourself?”

  If they know the name and are even willing to say it out loud, then I’m assuming they know quite a bit. Not that I have anything to hide. “Yes, there was.”

  “And would you say that altercation was violent or more than violent?”

  “If those are my only two choices then I’d have to lean towards violent.”

  “And was there finality at the end of this altercation?”

  “What do you mean by finality?”

  “Was the point you were looking to convey made to Mr. Harper at the conclusion of the altercation?”

  “I would definitely say so.”

  “And what condition was Mr. Harper in at the conclusion of this altercation?”

  “Not very good. I hit him with a few pretty good shots.”

  “And at this point did you leave?”

  “I said a few quick things in no uncertain terms, but yes, after the altercation I left.”

  “And did you report this to anyone?”

  “No.”

  “Did you tell anyone?”

  “No. I mean I told the woman he was harassing that he wouldn’t be harassing her anymore. I didn’t provide any details.”

  “And Mr. Creed, where did this altercation take place.”

  “In Tucson as I mentioned.”

  “Right, but where in Tucson? A business? A home?”

  “On the front yard of a home.”

  “And can you give us an approximate time?”

  “It began about 0410. It only lasted a couple minutes.”

  “And when it ended Mr. Harper was still conscious?”

  “Yes. He definitely had a headache by that point, and probably still does, but he was conscious. I made him answer a question for me, which he did.”

  “And what was that question?”

  “I told him to leave the woman alone or next time I’ll finish what I started. Then I asked him if he understood, to which he said ‘yes.’”

  “You heard him say ‘yes?’”

  “Yes, I heard him say ‘yes.’”

  “And then you left?”

  “And then I left.”

  “What was used in this altercation against Mr. Harper?”

  “I used my body. Mostly my fists. My knees a little. Hand-to-hand stuff.”

  “And that’s all?”

  “Yes. That’s all.”

  “No weapons of any kind? Even any makeshift weapons?”

  “Nothing. Just me.”

  “You’re sure?”

  “One hundred percent.”

  “And you would testify to this?”

  “I stand by anything that comes out of my mouth, whether I’m speaking to you, my daughter, or a stranger on the street.”

  “Understood. Thank you for your time, Mr. Creed. Sorry to disturb you.”

  “No problem. Can I ask what’s going on?”

  “Unfortunately we can’t disclose that. If we need anything we’ll be in touch.”

  “Okay. You know where I’m at.”

  “We do. Thanks again.”

  And with that they stood up, shook my hand, and were out the front door. I sat down on the couch trying to process what might have happened in Tucson after I left. Kate came down the stairs.

  “Who was that?”

  “Some government guys.”

  “Everything okay?”

  “Yeah.”

  “You look like you’re trying to figure something out.”

  “I am.”

  “Want to talk about it?”

  “Not right now.”

  “Did I do something wrong?”

  I stood up and walked over to Kate, putting my hands on her waist and looking her straight in the eye. “You’ve been doing everything right. Everything.” She smiled. Just a little something came up and I’m going to need to make some calls today.

  “Okay. I’m feeling way better, and safer, thanks to you now. After two years of burning the candle at both ends it was definitely time for a much-needed break from work. I took this week off so I think I’ll have coffee with a friend and go for a massage today and talk about what we might do this week when everyone’s at work and we have the town to ourselves.”

  “My massage wasn’t enough?” I winked.

  “Your massage was perfect. Believe me. Now I’m feeling like the kind of massage I can fall asleep to. Your massages are more the kind that have me feeling wide awake.”

  We both smiled and I leaned over into a kiss. She tasted like mint and smelled as fresh as spring air. Perfectly feminine.

  “Okay, but please, take the Jeep. I’ll go get your car and give it one more look for any kind of monitoring devices.”

  “Are you sure? You don’t need your wheels today?”

  “I’m sure. After my adventure nothing sounds better than lounging around the house today.”

  “Okay. I’ll drop the kids off at their party and pick them up when it’s finished.”

  “Deal.”

  “Let me go upstairs and see how their mornings are coming along.”

  “Okay. Thanks.”

  Kate had a spring in her step as she headed upstairs to check on the kids. It was still early, so Laura wouldn’t be in or available to check up on what happened after I left Tucson. And this also this might be her weekend off. I sent her an SMS. Pls call when at desk. A reply came right back. Pulling double. Call now.

  The operator tra
nsferred me.

  “Everything sorted with your target?”

  “I thought so, but now I’m not so sure.”

  “What’s up?”

  “The Feds stopped by this morning.”

  “To your house?”

  “Yeah, they seemed to know everything. Asked me some questions and left.”