Whenever she did this, it was always far too hard to resist temptation, and she shoved a hand between her legs, pressing her fingers against the crotch of her jeans. She rocked her own hips so she could rub herself through her pants. It didn’t have the same punch, but it burned, slowly lighting up her body with a need only Luke and Josh could quench.
She moaned, the noise a low hum that was quelled by Josh’s shaft. A grunt escaped him, a low, primal noise that was hardwired into her system. She clenched her eyes shut, slipping her mouth down lower and taking all of him that she could. Gia forced herself to relax, to stop herself from choking on his shaft, and instead, she swallowed around him. Loving the deep, appreciative groan that escaped him as a result.
In a split second, his cock was pulled from her mouth, and she was dragged up from under the table. It happened so quickly her head spun, but she was grateful because she knew what was about to happen. Rather than let her make him come, he’d get them both off, and Christ, she needed it.
It felt like an age since he’d last been inside her pussy without a condom, and she was looking forward to it as much as he was.
He shoved at her jeans the instant he worked the buttons of her fly loose, pushing them down to the ground and freeing one of her legs so he could get between her thighs. The instant she was exposed, he grabbed her panties and shoved them down too, and then he hefted her up onto the table so that her butt was perched on the edge.
He pushed her legs wide apart and stared at her cunt for a second. She came up onto her elbows to watch him look at her and moaned when he traced a finger over the pulsating lips shielding her sex.
A shuddery breath escaped her when he stepped closer, and she clasped him with her thighs, tightening them about his hips and finally bringing his cock into contact with her cunt. They both sighed when he slid his dick along the wet curves of her pussy, and a cry juddered free every time he nudged her clit.
When she dug her heels into his ass, he seemed to take that as a sign, because he grabbed his cock and used it to guide it into her gate.
A relieved moan came from both of them as bare skin met bare skin, and they reveled in the closest touch imaginable. He took an age thrusting into her as they enjoyed the reclaiming of each precious inch. When he was deep, buried in her cunt, he worked his hips hard and fast, fucking her pussy, triggering waves of sensation to life.
She cried out, her head flying back as he continued with the intense ride, and she dug her heels harder into his bare butt when he dropped his head down to suckle her nipples through her T-shirt.
As he nibbled, teasing the nubs to life, she felt herself being dragged up the delicious path to orgasm. But it was when he finally stopped tormenting her and pulled out almost all the way, she had to clench her eyes closed to stop them from crossing.
Before, he’d have slammed into her, fucking her hard and deep, the way she liked. And though she wished he could have done, she appreciated the care that came in his next thrust. He took her, claiming her as his again, but he wasn’t rough.
He fucked her.
There was no mistake about it, but he was respectful of the child sleeping in her womb.
She came when he raked his teeth against her nipples, biting down in such a way that she was hard pressed to contain a scream.
She grabbed a hold of her forearm with her mouth, biting down to suppress the sound, and as her climax, the break in tension, flooded her body, she felt that glorious splash of cum as, for the first time in months, he came inside her.
Filling her with his seed, with every part of him, marking her once more as his.
Chapter Thirteen
“Don’t move.” The words came from the door, but Gia seemed too tired to turn her head.
Josh gritted out, “Don’t worry. I don’t intend to.”
“Not you. I was talking to Gia,” Luke replied.
Josh levered off her to frown at his husband. “What?”
He motioned with his hand. “Get off her.”
“Why?”
Luke licked his lips. “I haven’t finished my meal.”
When Josh’s eyes widened, Luke realized he’d made his point, and he watched on as Josh pulled out of Gia and felt a thrill curl through him when she made a small mewling sound of disappointment.
He’d heard them as he’d made his way down the hall. Lexi was fast asleep on the sofa in the schoolroom, and he’d been headed back for a drink as he carried on with his work when that sound Gia made when she was close to orgasm reached his ears.
Knowing what they were about, he’d watched as Josh fucked her bareback, and now, he intended to have some fun of his own.
He hobbled over to where they were both situated, and he took a seat at the table, which put him in the perfect place for a direct line of sight with Gia’s cunt. As he sat there, he saw small trails of cum start to work out of her pussy, coating the lips with the creamy liquid that always made his mouth water.
Her legs dangled off the side, and he knew she was out for the count, because she’d made no move to sit up or to get comfortable. He took his time watching the cream pie fully realize, and when enough had slipped out, making a mess of her cunt, he reached forward and, with an openmouthed kiss, slurped along her labia.
A shriek escaped her, and she curled up from the table, coming close to unseating him. Josh was at his back, watching Luke’s ministrations, and as he looked up, he saw Josh push her back down and hold a hand to her mouth to keep her quiet. On purpose, he slipped his lips up to her clit and sucked down, watching as, once more, she reared up, her thighs almost clapping closed, trapping his head between them. He didn’t mind—hell, anything but. His cock was hard as a pike as he tasted that beautiful combination of his lovers’ essences.
He slipped his tongue inside her, thrusting shallowly and giving himself more of an opportunity to taste them both. She shuddered as he went back to her clit and thrust two fingers inside her cunt. The soft tissue clung to his digits as he tilted them up and raked them along the front wall of her pussy. A yell was torn from her, muffled by Josh’s palm, as he fucked her like that, making sure her clit was fully encompassed by his lips so he could suck hard on the small nub.
She came like that, his mouth on her and his fingers inside. But he was quick to release her, not letting her ride out the orgasm in a way he would ordinarily have done. Instead, he got to his feet, grateful that Josh helped stabilize him, and he pushed down his shorts, released his cock, and within seconds was sheathed inside her.
His head fell back on his shoulders at the glorious heat that swallowed him whole. She was wet, deep inside, from her climaxes and Josh’s release, and the notion set him on fire. He fucked her slowly, letting her surf along the crest of her last release, enjoying the pulsing of her cunt as she worked to climb down from the high he’d taken her to. He knew the exact moment when she began the ride to the top again; she dropped her feet to the table and used them to keep her hips supported so she could fuck him back.
He reached for her hands, bridging them with his own, and kept a tight hold as they both worked each other to release. A hoarse cry was torn from his lips as pleasure cascaded down his spine, raking his nerve endings with a heat so scorching it might as well have come from hot coals.
His eyes burned bright with white heat as he reveled in the branding delight of fucking his woman while his man looked on.
As her delicious pussy clamped down on him, milking his cock of every drop of seed, and as her body swayed and shuddered with her third climax, he realized how proud he was that this woman was the mother of his children.
She was made for him, made for Josh, and she was created by God to be the one person who could love their children and nurture them in the exact right way.
Crazy though it might seem, to him, she was perfect. Secretive, guarded, yet nurturing and warm—her contrasts made her unique and, ultimately, theirs.
At that moment, nothing could have been more beautiful.
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bsp; Chapter Fourteen
“Did you ever get in touch with Dana?”
Gia rolled over onto her side to face Luke. She’d thought he was still sleeping, but apparently not.
“Yes, that night when I first broached the idea with Josh.”
“What did she have to say?”
“No. She didn’t want to come.”
“Trust Josh to have a PA exactly like him.”
“How’s that?”
“Fixated on the lines bordering work and home.” He shrugged. “I suppose it makes sense. My work was, well, it was intense. His is a lot worse. The repercussions from his side can be innumerable. For me, the fallout is tighter. No less worse but not as far-reaching.”
She shuddered. “What you both do terrifies me.”
“Did, sweetheart. I don’t do it anymore. I just help out.”
Gia snorted. “If you think I’m going to believe that, then you must think I was born yesterday.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I’m not an idiot. Helping out, I’ll guaran-damn-tee, will involve you being called at three a.m. for an emergency. Maybe you’re not contracted to deal with it, but it won’t matter. It never does with the Forces. You’ll get roped in time and again.”
He frowned at her. “Is that why you didn’t want me to take the job?”
“Partly.”
“What’s the other part?”
“I genuinely wanted you to have some time for you. To do what you wanted. To fulfill your dreams and your passions. I’m sad that you’ve dedicated your life to a cause that was worthwhile, yes, but one that wasn’t your vocation. It was your father’s.”
“I’ve achieved a lot. Accomplished a lot in the time I served. I have no regrets.”
“Do you mean that?”
“I really do.”
She bit her lip as she studied him. “I thought you drifted back to sleep after the nightmare.”
“I did.” He sighed, then guilt lacing his tone, murmured, “You didn’t?”
Gia shook her head.
“I can always sleep in the spare room. I don’t want to disturb either of you.”
“You can’t disturb Josh when he’s not bloody here.”
“For him not to have called, then something’s going down.”
“I know. I’m not complaining, simply stating a fact.”
“I don’t want to wreck your sleep either, love. You need it now more than ever.”
“No, what I need is the father of my child at my side while I rest. That’s what I need.”
“Even if said father of your child wakes up screaming down the house?”
He looked unconvinced, and she rolled her eyes at him. “Stop exaggerating. You don’t scream.”
“I don’t? It feels like I am. It sounds like a scream in my head.”
No. It wasn’t a scream. It was worse. The smallest whimpers. And those sounds were so tiny, so feeble, they hurt her heart more than the loudest yell. She didn’t say that, though. He was on a downer as it was, and she truly didn’t want to sleep without him. The idea of being alone in their bed while he was downstairs, dealing with the terrors that plagued him at his most vulnerable—no, she couldn’t have born it.
“Well, it’s not loud enough to wake me. Usually, it’s your tension. That’s what wakes me up.”
He shuddered, turned as much as he could onto his side, and rested his head on her pillow. “They’re easier to handle when you’re there, after.”
A small smile twisted her lips. “I’m glad.” When she woke up, she almost always started running her hands through his hair, gently tracing her fingers over his temple and forehead. Anything to relax him. To take him out of the war zone. “What made you ask about Dana?”
“I don’t know. I just figured you’d have mentioned if we were having a dinner together.”
“I would, and like I said, we’re not.”
“But?”
“But nothing.”
“Sounded like there was a ‘but’ to me.”
She huffed. Living with a mind reader sucked. “She called me yesterday. Out of the blue.”
“What? To tell you Josh was going to stay at the base tonight?”
“No. I’d have told you if that were the case, silly. She wants to meet up with me.”
Luke leaned up on an elbow, frowning down at her. She only saw his scowl because the moon was still bright, enough to lighten up his face. But in the darker shadows, he looked saturnine. Most unlike his regular self.
The contrast of white moonlight and black-as-pitch night highlighted the crags in his features, deeply underscoring the lines and the scars—most of them new and coming from his last and final deployment.
“She wants to meet up with you?” he repeated after gawking down at her in silence.
“That’s what I said.”
“Why? Did she say?”
“No. She didn’t. It was weird. Not like the last time I spoke with her about the dinner party. She’s always been polite—nice, even. She was standoffish last time, but she sounded nervous as hell on the phone.”
“I wonder why.”
“Me too.”
“What’s going on in your head?” he asked after a few seconds where she’d let silence fill in the gaps.
“I’m not sure,” she confessed. “Why would Josh’s PA want to talk to me privately?”
“It will be something and nothing, honey. If you’re thinking she’s going to reveal they’re having an affair, then think again. That man doesn’t have enough energy to fuck the pair of us, never mind have someone on the side.”
She snorted. “He has been rather out of it the past week, hasn’t he?”
“Out of it? He hasn’t even had morning wood.”
“I like how you know that.”
He flushed. “I always look.”
“Perv.” She grinned at him.
“No. It’s a good indication with him.”
“It is?”
He flushed a little harder. “I learned it years ago. When his sex drive drops, he’s dealing with something serious. Think about before the appeal.”
“Yeah. He wasn’t particularly interested. But neither were we, so it didn’t really stand out.”
“Uh-huh, well, now we’re all interested. There’s nothing holding us back, is there?”
“No, I guess not. I haven’t thought much of it, though.”
“You wouldn’t, because you didn’t know it was a sign.”
“What kind of sign?”
“Something big and usually bad is going down at the base.”
A sigh was torn from her. “Why can’t you both be desk jockeys?”
“Technically, he is, love.”
“You know what I mean,” she half growled at him.
“I do. But life is never so simple. He’ll come out of it. Don’t worry. I don’t want you wondering if he’s having an affair or anything.”
“To be honest, love, I wasn’t. I don’t have a clue what she wants to talk to me about. That’s all. But if I’d been concerned, I’d have mentioned it to you. As it is, I can deal with it. I’m more curious than anything else.”
“Well, I’m glad. You’re ours, and we’re yours, Gia, sweetheart. We’re not interested in anyone else.”
She smiled. “I’m lucky, aren’t I?”
“I guess, but it’s just the strength of our love. It binds us all together. If anything, we’re all lucky to be bound by something so unique.”
“You’re such a romantic.”
“I know, and it’s withering away here with you two staid shits.”
Gia chuckled. “I wouldn’t put it like that.”
“What? The staid part or the withering?”
“The withering, dummy.”
He winked, then reached for her and tucked her close against him. “When are you going to meet Dana?”
“Tomorrow. Curiosity got the better of me. I want to know what’s going on. She’s never called be
fore, not like this.”
“I don’t blame you. I’d come with you if I could. The minute it’s over, you call me and tell me what’s going on.”
“Sure.” She laughed and turned to smile up at him. “You old woman, you. Wanting to know all the gossip.”
“Hey, less of the old.”
“Well, you’re older than me.”
He grunted. “Don’t remind me. Josh and I spend half our time feeling like dirty old bastards as it is.”
“Dirty’s exactly how I like you,” she teased.
Luke buried his face in her throat and mock-bit the tender flesh there. She squealed, then burst out laughing when he blew down in a half raspberry. “Good, because you know what they say.”
“What’s that?”
“You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.”
She smirked. “I’ll bet I could with the right incentive.”
He pondered that for a second. “You know what? Could be that you’re right.”
* * * *
“Thanks for meeting me, Ms. Jefferson.”
Gia blinked at the formal greeting. Especially from someone who was only a few years younger than her.
“Hey, it’s Gia. It’s always been Gia.”
Dana flushed and began to knot her fingers together. She screamed nervousness, which added to Gia’s tension—she still had no clue what she was doing here. “Thanks. I-I know you must be wondering why I called.”
“You’ve got that damned right. I’ve been trying to figure out what’s going on ever since you put down the phone.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”
“What? Kill the cat?” When Dana blinked at her, she mumbled, “You know, curiosity?”
“Oh. Yes. Sorry. My mind’s not working.”
Considering Josh thought Dana was one of the smartest women he knew, that single statement was more than telling. It put Gia more on edge than she’d been since her early morning conversation with Luke.
In his arms, with the moon peeking through the curtains, casting them both in a white-gold glow, where all their problems could be discussed and solved with a simple conversation, it had been easy to believe that this chat wasn’t going to be calamitous.
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