Wounded Soldiers Trilogy

by Milly Taiden

  “Bye, June. Have a great weekend,” she yelled as she rushed over to her bedroom to shower and toss her entire closet on her bed.

  She didn’t know how, but she managed to be dressed by the time the security man called letting her know she had a visitor. Wearing a pair of black leggings, knee-high flat leather boots, and a long sweater, she slipped on her more casual wool coat, an eternity scarf, and a beanie hat. For makeup, she went with cherry Chapstick to keep her lips moisturized in the cold. Yeah, she had taken casual to a whole new level.

  She rushed to the lobby and lost all air from her lungs. Nick wore a pair of black jeans, a black wool coat and a navy turtleneck under it. He had Timberland boots and she grinned at that. Tims were a NY thing but she’d never dated a man who wore them. Nick was a first. It was great.

  “I see you’re judging my boots,” he grinned, pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly.

  “No,” she laughed, loving the feel of his lips on hers. That warmth he made magically appear in her showed up out of nowhere. “I actually think they look very cool.”

  “They’re good boots for the winter. Ready to go?”

  She nodded and took his offered hand. They went to his Jeep and she loved that he already had the heat on so she wouldn’t get cold.

  “Do you ever go out of the city?” he asked as he drove them on to the Major Deegan Highway. Thankfully it was Saturday morning so the traffic wasn’t too bad. Once the holiday vacationers made an appearance, it would take forever to get to uptown Manhattan and out of the city.

  She shrugged. “A few times. There’s some hospitals up in Nyack and Westchester that have had events I’ve attended.”

  He picked up her hand from her lap and brought it to his lips, placing a kiss on her palm. “Today will be fun.”

  The first stop was George’s Diner in the Bronx. Located right under the 6 train on Westchester Avenue, it was apparently very popular. The place was packed to the gills and you’d think they were giving the food away. There were even people lined up outside. The scent of fresh brewed coffee and pastries made her stomach grumble.

  Nick shook the guy’s hand at the register and they were quickly seated in a booth.

  “I’m guessing you’ve been here a few times?”

  TEN

  She smiled at the guilty look on his face.

  Nick laughed. “Yeah. A bunch of the guys in the unit shared a condo two blocks from here. We used to come eat all the time. The food is great. You can’t go wrong with their French toast or pancakes.”

  She nodded and was glad the incredibly fast waiter brought a pot of coffee and two mugs. She noticed Nick liked his coffee light and sweet like her. It made her smile.

  “Got enough sugar there?”

  He raised a brow. “Look who’s talking. I saw all the sugar packets you dumped in yours.”

  She laughed. “Yeah. It’s the only sweet thing I have. My mom tried to break me of the habit, saying it’s not good for me and that I’d gain weight. But I only have sugar in my coffee.”

  He glanced at her lips then back at her eyes. “You’re in good shape. A little sugar won’t hurt you.”

  She shook her head and sipped her coffee. “I work out and eat super healthy every day or I’d gain the eighty pounds I lost. But sweet coffee is still my undoing.”

  “Well, I hope you’re ready to cheat a little today.” He winked. Her resistance crumbled at his heated look.

  “Maybe a little.” Who the hell was she kidding? She was ready to say fuck the food and eat him up.

  Nick had been right. The French toast was to die for. After breakfast, they were back in his car, driving north.

  When they stopped at an elementary school, she gave him a confused look. “What are we doing here?”

  Another wink. “You’ll see.”

  Cars were parked and people were going inside with children. At the front, there was a woman with a clipboard telling everyone where to go. She saw Nick and smiled wide.

  “Captain Gates! Thank you for coming back. We missed you while you were in the hospital, but the kids are excited to see you this year again.”

  “Thank you, Orla. We’re going to head over to the class,” Nick said and took Addy’s hand and guided her down a hall.

  They went into one of the classrooms that had tables formed into a big circle and kits every two seats. There were already kids opening kits and when they saw him, they squealed and jumped up and down.

  “Captain Gates,” one of the older boys said. “I am ready to win this year.”

  Addy followed Nick to the table at the front, where a kit for making a gingerbread house sat. Nick turned to her and smiled. “Kids, this is Ms. Addilyn Walton. Addy, these are the kids. They’re here for a gingerbread house building competition. Everyone gets a basic kit, extra candy can be found by the back window. Today,” he pulled Addy close. “We are the judges. We are looking for creativity and how badly the design makes you want to eat it.”

  Addy laughed. “That sounds good to me.”

  The two of them built their own house with icing holding up the walls and her love for white really showed when she covered their roof with more white icing she called snow.

  “You’re a terrible architect, Ms. Walton,” Nick told her. “Our roof is gonna cave in thanks to your million pounds of heavy snow.”

  She tossed snowflake crystals on the roof, making it even heavier. “But it’s so pretty.”

  A few of the kids laughed and that’s when Addy glanced around and realized she’d used candy cakes as columns to keep her front porch up, but she still had a ton of gumdrops waiting to be used.

  “What are you thinking, love?” Nick whispered by her ear.

  “What the heck am I supposed to do with these?” she asked, pointing at the gum drops.

  Nick cocked his head pensively. “Hm. What about making a bench?”

  Only he would think to make a gumdrop bench. It worked and looked great next to their little way-too-white house. Once they’d judged and all the kids got some kind of recognition, they went to the back of the school, where the rest of her surprise awaited, according to Nick.

  They were going sledding. She’d never done that in her life. Not even as a kid. Her parents had taken her and Gracen skiing all over Europe, Switzerland, and the best resorts in Colorado, but she’d never done anything as fun as sledding.

  By the time they were ready to go, her coat was soaked, her clothes were soaked and her hair hung in damp clumps, but she’d never laughed or smiled as much as she had with Nick. They’d fallen off the sled so many times. The kids felt bad for them at one point.

  When they got to her building, she took him to her penthouse and sighed the moment the warmth from her fireplace greeted them. She’d turned it on from her phone as he parked so it would be nice and cozy when they got upstairs.

  “Do you want hot chocolate?” she asked. “I got the stuff to make some. Old school style.”

  He stripped off his wet coat and boots and padded to where she sat, got down on his knees and helped get her boots off. “Old school?”

  ELEVEN

  Addy laughed. “June is super strict about some stuff. Good hot chocolate is one. So she bought me the Swiss cocoa powder, milk, cream, vanilla and taught me to make it from scratch.”

  “I was going to say no, but now that you mentioned all that goes into it, I’m gonna have to try it.”

  She nodded. “You’re going to like it. I have a guestroom down the hall. You can shower and there’s a robe in there if you wanna use it while I put our clothes in the wash.”

  “Sounds good.”

  After her shower, she put on her robe, made the hot chocolate and was happy June left her a fresh baked marble cake. Usually, Addy gave the cake to the security guys down at the lobby, but not this time.

  She’d just put his clothes in the dryer when he came out of the guestroom. With the hot chocolate and cake on the coffee table by the fireplace, she sat on the carpet and
watched him, sipping on her chocolate. The robe he wore was just a tad small, so she saw a good amount of his chest. There were scars, but she’d known they existed. Looking at them peeking through the neckline of the robe, she was glad they healed a lot better than when he’d been in the hospital.

  His gaze caught hold of hers and she saw the insecurity in his eyes. She wasn’t sure how to let him know he was still a good-looking man even if he’d suffered those injuries. He joined her on the carpet, and the minute he sat, she leaned forward, grabbing his robe by the neck and making a move that was totally unlike her.

  She kissed him. Excitement buzzed in her veins. How wonderful to feel his lips on hers again. His tongue fondling hers like old lovers reuniting. She moaned, moving to straddle his legs and wrap her arms around his neck. She scored her nails on the back of his head, sucking his tongue and wiggling on his lap at the feel of his erection pressing at her inner thigh.

  He pulled back, kissing the corner of her mouth and lifted her to sit on the sofa behind them while he kneeled between her legs, his hands pulling her robe open and his gaze eating at her nakedness.

  “I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you, Addilyn.”

  She grinned and tugged on his robe. “I could say the same. This has to go.”

  For a second, he seemed unsure but she shook her head and leaned forward, fingers pulling the material off him and leaving him bare to her gaze. “I was right,” she told him. “I could definitely say the same.”

  A flicker of something showed in his eyes and then determination filled his gaze. “I want you.”

  She licked her bottom lip and nodded. “I know. I want you, too.”

  She splayed her hands over his tortured chest, her fingers caressing each scar they could reach, wishing she could make the hurt she knew he’d suffered with each disappear.

  “Are you sure you want this now?” he asked, his voice low and rough. She could tell he was holding on to his control, but barely.

  A sharp nod was her only reply. Then he was pressing her back into the white cushions and pulling her hips forward, her legs wide open for his view. The way he stared at her body, so possessive, sent shivers down her back.

  She took large gulps of breath, her muscles tight. Her nails dug into the arm rests she held on to at her sides. He smoothed his hands over her inner thighs and she forgot to breathe.

  “This is beauty in its most natural form.” He ghosted a caress over her pussy. She gasped, her body begging for more of his touch. “I have to have you.”

  Her pussy throbbed with need. She’d never been to the point her body was so ready to give in to any man. Ever.

  He leaned down and rubbed his nose over her clit. Electricity shot down from her nipples to her pussy. She groaned and pushed her hips closer to his face. She forgot all about modesty. All about this being a first time with him. All that mattered was him and her. Here and now. Taking the one thing her body and mind had craved for so long: Him.

  “You’re so sleek and wet.”

  “Oh god!” she moaned.

  The feel of his tongue on her flesh was like a cool wave on a hot day. Instant fire scorched her insides. She loved the long licks he did going from her ass up to her clit. Then, to make her even crazier, he flicked his tongue over the tiny nerve bundle in quick swipes. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she gripped the sofa’s cushions, nails digging into the smooth buttery leather.

  He lifted his head and winked at her as he licked his lips. “That’s it, beautiful. Show me the wild side of you.”

  Jesus. She might not make it out of there alive.

  Nick’s head dropped between her legs again. It was the most amazing thing she’d felt in her life. His tongue danced over her clit, down to her entrance and even lower to her ass. Then he did it again. She gripped the leather harder.

  A ball of fire burned bright in her pussy. She gasped at the quick tightening of her muscles. The orgasm caught her completely by surprise. His licks and sucks on her pussy turned faster, harsher.

  Tension snapped inside her. She pressed her head back against the sofa cushion and let her body lose control. She screamed. The burning call for him rushed up her throat and left her lips at the same time a wave of bliss blasted her.

  Nick glanced up from between her legs. A sexy smile flirted over his lips. “I knew you’d taste good. Like fucking peaches.”

  Addy slid down the sofa and kissed him, pushing him onto his back in front of the fireplace. Desire was too great to stop now. Nick was all she needed.

  Getting him out of the robe had been quick. “You have an amazing body,” she said. “So strong. So tight.” Spreading her hands over his smooth muscled skin, she leaned down and kissed the first of many scars. Then the next and the one after. That’s what she wanted to touch. Skin. She wanted to show him through her touch that he was just as perfect as he’d been before his injuries. Before all those operations. Before he’d lost his bellybutton.

  She watched him inhale sharply and stopped. Their gazes met and a world of communication happened. She knew what he was watching her for.

  TWELVE

  Addy should’ve been worried about what her sister would think. What her parents would say once they found out she was sleeping with her sister’s ex. But she didn’t care. Nick was too much temptation wrapped in hot and sexy to ignore.

  She took a long sweep down his body and fell in lust all over again. From his powerful arms, down his scarred torso to his rock-hard cock, she was more than a little impressed. She was ready for a taste.

  “Nick, I’ve never been this desperate,” she moaned, rubbing her nose on the curve of his neck. He caressed his hands up to her chest, taking her breasts into his hands and fondling her nipples.

  “Baby, you’re the one built to bring a man to his knees,” he said softly. “Or to his back.”

  She took a small lick of his skin and felt her pussy squeeze. Jesus, she was in trouble now. In fact, she couldn’t stop herself from licking her way down to his cock. His abs contracted as she slid past them.

  He was so hard and hot. She loved the length and girth of his cock. Normally, she’d pay little attention to that. After all, it was how a man used it that counted, but with Nick, there was no ignoring it.

  She licked from root to tip and sighed. Nick tasted amazing. She twirled her tongue around his cock in circles, using her saliva and his pre-cum to lubricate his length before opening wide and sucking him into her mouth.

  “Ah, baby!” he groaned, pulling her head to his cock. “Your mouth is heaven.”

  She bobbed her head up and down, allowing her saliva to slide down his length as she sucked. With one hand, she jerked him at the base and she ran her other hand over his abs. She had little control over her actions with the grunts of pleasure he kept giving. Her gaze strayed up to his abs as she sucked. Every time she sucked harder, he’d groan and the grip on her hair would tighten.

  There was no turning back now. She sucked him to the back of her throat and used her tongue to flick over his balls. At the same time, she scratched at his chest while still jerking him off and bobbing her head over his dick.

  “Fuck! You are so good with that mouth.”

  There wasn’t time for her to keep sucking. He pulled her off him and she straddled him again, her legs going to either side of his hips and his slick cock right at the entrance. She glanced at him and smiled.

  The head of his cock pressed against her wet sheath. “I can’t wait to be inside you. Balls deep. Feeling your pussy grip me.”

  She gasped at the first intimate touch of his cock pushing into her. She wasn’t inexperienced, but since she’d seen him in the hospital, she hadn’t been on a date and that was over a year. His invasion of her body burned and felt so fucking amazing she could do nothing but push down on his thickness and feel her pussy close around him. Christ! It was heaven. Pure heaven.

  She rose and then slid back down, taking him deeper than before. His hands gripped her hips
hard as he guided her up and down his length. His hands encouraged her to move faster, harder. To take him as deep as possible, and then rise and drop so fast, she could barely think. Breaths rushed out of her lungs in a race.

  “Fuck,” he grunted.

  Her body throbbed and she knew her pussy folds were sucking his dick hard. She groaned, rocking her hips as her pussy contracted around him.

  “God.”

  His hips lifted off the carpet, rising with every one of her drops, and thrusting him so deeply, she whimpered with each drive down. His rising thrusts felt like she was being branded with a hot iron from the inside.

  She bit her lip and moaned. She focused on the tension building inside her. On the way he rose to his elbows and sucked on her nipple. With every hard slam down, her pussy gripped his cock.

  “I love how tight you feel around me,” he groaned. “How hot and wet you are.”

  She moaned, her body on fire. She’d never wanted so badly to come or for a man to come inside her. Hell, she’d never had a man come inside her. But with Nick, she wanted to be his. All that mattered was what their bodies wanted. Each other.

  “God, Nick. I can’t hold on,” she moaned, the tension rising to a crescendo in her body.

  “Just a little longer, baby,” he said, switching from one nipple to the other. “Do you want me to come inside you, Addy? Want me to fill you?”

  He slid a hand between her legs to fondle her clit. “Tell me, Addy.”

  “Yes. Please, yes.”

  He pressed at her clit on one of her slams down. The pinch was hard enough to push her over the edge. Her body convulsed with the force of her orgasm. She rocked hard on his dick, taking him as deep as her body allowed.

  Then he tensed under her, his fingers gripping her hips and slamming her on his cock until he was groaning her name.

  “One night won’t ever be enough with you,” he gasped out as he came, his cock pulsing deeply inside her, filling her with his seed.

  THIRTEEN

  Nick glanced at the message on his phone with a grin. Addy had told him she had to work late and wouldn’t be able to make dinner. But after he came back from his run, he had a message from her, letting him know that she had to go to a small event and could meet him there.