by Lea Hart
“Soon,” he replied as he leaned down, pressing a light kiss to each breast. “Gorgeous.”
His warm breath hit her skin, and she trembled as he reached around and unhooked her bra and threw it over her shoulder. Walking her backward, her knees hit the bed, and she fell against it, sending the pile of pillows into disarray.
“We’re about to mess up your princess bed; I hope you don’t mind.”
“Can’t think of anything I’d like better.” Lifting her hand, she waved it over his body. “Your turn, I want to see what I’m in for.”
Laughing, he peeled his T-shirt off and threw it aside. Holding up his hands, he grinned. “All yours, babe.”
Seeing his massive chest dusted with dark hair made moisture pool in her mouth. She licked her lips as she studied his enormous arms and tapered waist, knowing there wasn’t a more attractive man in the world.
Utter perfection.
Crooking her finger, she beckoned him. “If you plan on ruining me, then you’d better get started.”
He let out a laugh, got rid of his shorts, and bounced on the bed, sending the pillows off the bed. “When I’m done with you, I’ll be imprinted on not only your body but your soul, and there will never be a man who can replace me.”
The words swirled in her head as he moved them higher on the bed. How was a woman supposed to respond to that sort of thing?
He leaned up on his knees and licked his lips. “My own personal feast.”
Skimming his hand slowly down her stomach, his fingers slid into her panties over her clit, and sensation shot through her as she whimpered. “Chad…”
“Love hearing my name on your lips.”
He skated his fingers back and forth over her pussy as her needy moans seemed to guide him. Settling where she needed him most, he pinched her clit and then found a quick rhythm that sent her headlong into a blinding orgasm.
“I’m coming,” she mumbled as a starburst exploded, sending her higher and higher. Riding it for as long as she could, she felt his gentle strokes as the aftershocks pummeled her body.
Collapsing against the bed, she felt weightless.
“That was fucking beautiful.”
Opening one eye, she saw him lick his fingers as he winked. “I’m not capable of speech.”
“We just got started.” Grinning with satisfaction, he kissed his way up her body. “Do you have condoms?”
“In the bathroom cupboard,” she replied as she dropped her arm over her face. Feeling the bed dip, she heard his feet as he walked into the adjoining bathroom. Not sure if she would survive more, she smiled and decided it was a hell of a way to go if she didn’t.
***
Chad walked back into the bedroom and felt a wave of relief as he opened a new box of condoms. If he’d found one that was half full, it might’ve messed with his cave-man brain. The idea of men coming before him didn’t sit well, and while he wasn’t her first, he didn’t need a reminder.
Seeing Willa lay on the bed with her halo of curls spread out around her head pinched a spot in his heart he hadn’t known existed. The possessive, protective part that wouldn’t be satisfied until they were irrevocably bonded.
“You should check the expiration date.”
Climbing on the bed, he crawled over her and flipped the box over. “Really?”
She moved her hand away from her face and shrugged. “I bought those like two years ago. Are they still good?”
Laughing, he checked the date. “They’re usually good for five years.”
“Then we’re fine.”
Resting his arms on either side of her head, he gave her a kiss. “How long has it been?” She moved her face to the side and closed her eyes. Gripping her chin gently, he moved her face back, so he could see it. “I’m not trying to be nosy; I just want to know how slow I have to go.”
“Considering how big you are, you better go slow no matter what.”
“Fair enough.” He pressed several kisses to her face and realized he’d killed the mood a little. Taking out several condoms, he set them next to the pillow. “Since I crushed our vibe, I better start all over again and give you another orgasm.”
Lifting her head, she smiled. “Really?”
“Absodamnlutely.” Moving her legs apart, he grinned. “Time to taste my woman and let her know who owns her.” He moved down her body and felt her tremble as he skated one finger over her pussy and parted her lips. Dipping his head, he let the scent of her desire fill his lungs.
She was absolutely perfect.
One long swipe of his tongue elicited a satisfied moan as her body arched into the intimate touch. Nuzzling her sex with his nose, he muttered, “Mine,” before licking up and down her outer lips. Biting lightly, he made her quake; he eased one finger inside, and her slick heat closed around him. He groaned and added a second finger as he lifted his head and saw that her eyes were wild.
Completely at his mercy, just what he wanted.
He pumped in and out, adding hard flicks of his tongue over her taught bundle of nerves, and soon his name fell in repetition from her lips as her sweet nectar dripped from her pussy.
Never tasting anything so perfect, he played with the tiny bud until she screamed. Flattening his tongue, he curled his fingers inside as her entire body drew tight and she stiffened momentarily. Sucking up her honey, he took his time as she rode out her climax.
He glanced up and saw her blissed-out expression and left one more kiss on her inner thigh and rose above her. Stroking himself, he prayed he could last more than a minute. Grabbing a condom, he ripped it open with his teeth and sheathed himself.
Willa’s eyes slowly opened, and she gave him a crazy loopy smile that made his heart explode. “Ready?”
Opening her arms, she pulled him down. “More than.”
He joined their hands together, lifting her arms over her head. “This privilege means everything.” Seeing a tear slip down her cheek as she nodded broke him the fuck open. Not ready to understand what that meant, he knew joining their bodies was the only thing he could do.
Twist them up so intimately and tightly together that they’d never be able to unravel themselves seemed the only way he could handle the intense connection they were creating. Sliding himself over her clit, he poised himself for entry.
Letting out a long breath, he pushed himself inside her and found her not only hot and wet but completely magnificent. “You okay?”
“I think so.” Wiggling, she opened her hips and nodded. “I’m ready. Go on and make me lose my mind.”
He glided out of her hot pussy as it gripped him every step of the way. “Bend your knees.”
She did as instructed, and it gave him the room he needed to move. Pressing deeper with each successive thrust, he knew he’d found his home.
“Harder, Chad.”
Driving into her tight heat, he nodded and let himself go. They moved together, and every slam of his hips tore a cry of pleasure from her mouth. She sucked him into her body and cushioned him as his balls drew tight. His spine tingled, and he thrust harder, making her shatter.
She ground against him and with two more strokes, she took him with her as he exploded. Mind numbing, soul shattering, and heart exploding, he came in waves and knew he was irrevocably changed.
Willa had him…heart, mind, and soul.
CHAPTER SIX
Saturday, April 7th
Willa stared at the sleeping man next lying next to her and wondered why fate decided he was the one. Never before had she become so quickly entwined with another, and it made her believe there was something predestined.
As though she’d been waiting…
Five days had passed since he knocked on her door, and her world was officially tipped upside down. Her list of chores had been long forgotten, and she was living in the moment, absorbing everything he had to give.
Something she probably hadn’t done since her mom passed.
The sun slipped through the curtains, falling across
his face, and his silky dark hair and scruff appeared to be highlighted with a thousand lights. Was the man a damn angel or simply the owner of her heart?
Which begged the question: how could she handle being in love with a man in the military?
No matter how much she moved forward, her parents’ deaths had marked her, and the idea of losing Chad was mind-numbing.
And a week hadn’t passed.
How was she going to feel in a month or a year?
Lifting her hand, she lightly traced his massive shoulders and ran her finger down his muscled arm. His appearance suggested he could take on whatever evil came his way and come out the victor. But she understood the human body and knew how little it took to destroy it. The right amount of force properly applied could end a life within in seconds. Closing her eyes, she tried to shake the morose thoughts.
Why was she thinking of all the horrible possibilities instead of the beautiful ones? She had just spent an amazing night with a man who was an inventive, creative, and ferocious lover. The last thing she should be thinking about was death.
Closing her eyes, she gave herself a stern lecture and decided the best course of action was to give him a bit of the pleasure he gave her. She smiled and rested her hand on his back and thought about how carnal he was.
God, the pleasure of being with a man who wanted her the way he did was mind-blowing. The savage, merciless way that he consumed her was what she had dreamed about, and she needed to appreciate it like the gift that it was.
So, the best thing she could do was grab ahold of what was right in front of her and enjoy it.
Moving the covers off his body, she glided her hands up and down his velvety length. When he moved against her grip, she eased down his body until she was facing his massive erection. Swiping her tongue over the head, she heard a rough groan.
“Babe, you don’t have to…”
Ignoring him, she pulled him into her mouth and tasted his musky flavor and hummed. He thrust his hips, and she took him deeper.
“Your mouth feels fucking amazing.”
He tangled his hands into her hair, and she licked him slowly and steadily. She slid her mouth up and down his shaft, taking time to tease the sensitive spot beneath the tip. Adding her hands as he pumped his hips up and down, she tightened her grip around his length and added suction.
His groans filled the room, and she felt moisture trickle down her thighs as she brought him closer and closer to completion.
She moaned, and before she knew what was happening, she was pulled away and swept under him as he ravaged her mouth.
“But…”
He kneed her legs open and pressed himself against her entrance. “Together.”
Laughing, she let her legs open. “You didn’t like it?”
Tilting his hips, he pressed the head of his cock to her opening. “I loved it, but I want to come inside you.”
Her hips involuntarily pushed forward, and she laughed. “I can’t argue with that.”
“You’re so wet; did sucking me off do that to you?”
“It did.”
Letting out a loud groan, he threw his head back. “God damn, I’m one lucky man.” He thrust fully and seated himself against her core.
Holding as still as she could, she tried to adjust to his size. Taking a gulp of air, she breathed in through her nose. “Honey, you’ve got to warn me before you do that. You’re a lot to take in one stroke.”
Pressing kisses to her face, he held himself still. “I’m sorry; you feel so perfect, and I lost my mind for a minute.” Resting his head against hers, he breathed in and out slowly.
Her eyes flew open and she pressed against his chest. “Condom!”
You have a patch; we’re okay. I’ve never been inside a woman without protection. You’ve seen my medical file and know I’m clean.”
“I didn’t read through the whole report.” She felt him slide out and then back in as her eyes rolled back into her head at the pleasure he was giving her. “But, I will.” He cradled her head in his hands, and she was overwhelmed by the feeling that filled her heart.
How was it possible to fall so deeply for a man within a matter of days?
Knowing there wasn’t an answer, she focused on the rhythm he set that had pleasure radiating through her body. Slowly she rose to the crest of the wave, and when he reached beneath her and angled her hips, her heart cracked open. Closing her eyes, she tried not to think of what it meant as waves of ecstasy rolled through her and he followed her over.
***
Walking into the kitchen, Chad felt his heart explode. Willa was standing at the counter in his sweatshirt and cutting up strawberries, and he was fucking floored. No one had made him so much as a cup of coffee since he left for the Navy, and here she was humming as she prepared their breakfast.
He had no clue how to navigate the future, but he was damn sure he wanted Willa included in every chapter. “Hi, babe. What are you making?”
Turning, she gave him a smile. “Waffles and bacon. Any man who gives me as many orgasms as you did deserves a big breakfast.”
Taking a couple of steps, he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. “I’m the only man who will ever make you feel that way.”
Patting his hand, she leaned against him. “If you say so.”
A streak of possessiveness flashed along his spine. “I know so.” Tightening his hold, he rocked into her back. “Should I show you again?”
“No.” Pushing against him, she tried to loosen his grip. “Scooch. I have cooking to do. Grab a cup of coffee and sit down.”
Lifting her hair, he ran his nose along her neck and then kissed behind her ear. “Yes, dear.” He stepped over to the coffee pot and filled the mug, then took a seat at the bar. Drinking his coffee, he watched her pour batter into a waffle maker. “Thank you for making breakfast. I haven’t had homemade waffles in years.”
Looking over her shoulder, she gave him a sad face. “That’s a tragedy. Waffles hot off the griddle are one of life’s pleasures.” Tipping her head toward the counter, she asked, “Can you put the fruit, syrup, and butter on the bar? We’ll be ready to eat in a minute.”
“Sure.” He did as instructed and then sat down again. “What would you like to do today?”
“I have chores to catch up on, and I figured you’d be going home after breakfast.”
“Why?” he almost shouted. “I mean—can’t we spend the day together?”
Turning, she gave him an incredulous look. “Spend the day together?”
Shaking his head, he let out a snort. “I didn’t suggest poking a needle in your eye.”
“I know; it’s just that I have stuff to do.”
“Let’s do something fun. Lunch, a movie, whatever you want.”
“Oh…”
“There’s always something going on over at Balboa Park; we could head over there and wander around.”
“Okay.” The waffle maker chirped, and she turned back around. “I guess we could hang out.”
“Honey, that’s what couples do. Spend time doing things that they enjoy in one another’s company.”
“I’m aware of that, Chad.” She slid the waffles onto a plate and then added more batter for another batch. “I didn’t know you were an expert on relationships. Exactly how many girlfriends have you had?”
Scratching his chin, he wondered if the one he had in kindergarten counted. Remembering they had a meaningful relationship that involved peanut butter crackers, he decided to count it. “Three.”
Looking over her shoulder, she smirked. “How many in the last five years?”
“None.”
Twirling around, she handed him the plate with waffles. “Really, not one?”
“Really.”
“That’s hard to believe. You’re so handsome, smart, and sexy. Not to mention you’re a good man and a hero. It’s hard to believe that you were not snatched up.”
Damn, that was a hell of a way to describe him.
Completely inaccurate, but if that’s how she saw him then he wasn’t going to argue. “Babe, I was just waiting for you.” A loud snort came out of the small woman who was making him breakfast, and he felt like taking her back to bed. “It’s true.”
She walked over and placed her hands on his shoulders and then gave him a kiss that showed him how much she liked his words. “You keep that up and we’re not going to leave the house today. I’ll just drag you back to bed and never let you go.”
He slid his hands up her thigh and pulled her forward. “Also a good plan.”
The waffle iron chirped again, and she moved away. “I’ll feed you first.”
Grinning like an idiot, he drank his coffee and knew this was one of the best days of his life.
***
Willa stood in front of the Natural History Museum in Balboa Park and watched a juggler entertain the crowd. Chad wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a kiss on her head. Raising her eyes, she saw he was smiling down. “Can you juggle?”
Laughing, he shook his head. “No, never had a reason to learn.”
“Me either.”
“What would you like to learn how to do in the next year?” he asked as he tightened his hold.
“I’d like to learn how to snorkel or scuba dive.” Turning, she kissed his chest. “It goes along with my whole mermaid fantasy.”
“I’ll teach you how to do both. Maybe we can find a wetsuit that resembles a mermaid.”
Taking his hand, she pulled him in the direction of the museum. “There are companies that make mermaid costumes. They’re really elaborate and quite beautiful.”
“You’ll have to send me the link, so I can see what they look like.”
They moved around a big group of tourists and walked up the steps that led to the Natural History Museum. “There are also mermaid schools. You get to spend the day in the pool with your mermaid costume, and then they take you out the ocean and do a photo shoot. It’s the whole Ariel fantasy on crack. It’s crazy how much people are willing to spend on being a mermaid for a day.”
Walking through the doors, they waited in line for tickets. “Is that something you would like to do?”