Taken By The Navy Seal (Part 2) (Owned By The Navy Seal)

by North, Leslie

  Arching her hips, Rita met Jared’s strokes as she made small mewling noises. Her need was great as she began to shake. Grabbing her hips, Jared threw her legs over his shoulders as he increased his assault on her. Sucking her clit into his mouth, he had to hold Rita tight as she bucked against him. Incoherent cries of pure pleasure came out of her mouth as she clutched at the blanket. She was so close to cumming. All her fantasies since she first met him didn’t come close to his hot mouth and those talented fingers. As he paused, Rita made small sounds of frustration as she pressed her legs against his back. Reaching into her tool belt, Jared grabbed a condom and tore open the wrapper. Rising up on his knees, Jared pressed the tip of his erection against her clit as she fought against his hands to get him where she wanted him. Rubbing his cock up and down her slit, Rita moaned as she tried to push down. She wanted him to hurry and he was taking too long. As Jared leaned forward, Rita succeeded in pushing down.

  Her body gripped him, pulling him deep and he immediately abandoned any plans to go slow as he plunged in and out. Wrapping his arms around her back, he pumped inside her over and over. Adjusting his position, he bumped her clit repeatedly as he angled to find her more sensitive spots. Crying out, Rita’s orgasm overtook her as she grabbed on to his shoulders and squeezed. As her insides convulsed around him, Jared yelled in triumph as his own orgasm exploded around him. Holding her tight, they rode out their orgasms before Jared collapsed on top of her. Rising up on his elbows, he looked down at her as he brushed her hair from her face. Smiling, he kissed her flushed face before rolling to his back and taking her with him. He rubbed her back as he continued to kiss her until both their heart rates returned to normal.

  Reaching for the used condom, he dropped it on the nightstand before he reached for the clip on her tool belt. Tugging it free he dropped it to the floor followed by her high heels. Pulling the sheet up to their waists, he tucked her against him as he continued to nuzzle her neck and head. Smiling against her hair, he said, “That was better than any of my fantasies.”

  Rubbing her ass against him as she yawned, Rita mumbled, “Oh yea, totally adding this to my skank bank.”

  Snorting, “Uh, your what?”

  “Skank bank. You know, guys have spank banks. Women have skank banks.”

  “And um, WHERE did you come up with this?”

  Yawning, “My friend, Keanie. She likes to take liberties with English, but it works for me.”

  As Jared’s rumble of laughter shook him, he felt Rita’s breathing even out. Rubbing her back, “Hey, you aren’t going to sleep on me, are you?”

  Stretching like a cat, Rita rubbed her head against Jared’s chest. “No, but I’m really, really relaxed.” Lifting her head as she smiled up at him, “What did you have in mind?”

  “Well, there’s still the matter of your transgressions,” drawled Jared. As Rita stiffened, she started to pull away, but Jared stopped her. “And where do you think you’re going?”

  “I won’t be spanked, Jared.”

  Jared slid out from under Rita as he leaned back against the headboard. Crossing his arms, he looked at her. “Do you deserve to be punished for your transgressions?”

  “Jared, that’s not the point.”

  “No, Rita. That IS the point. I asked you a question. Please answer it.” Sitting up, Rita pulled her knees to her chest as she looked at Jared while he did his best to maintain a neutral expression. He knew that if this wasn’t her decision, she would run and while the type of punishment wasn’t important to him, he wanted her to understand that he wouldn’t tolerate lying. His last wife was a consummate liar, about anything and everything and it sickened Jared when he thought about the number of times he’d fallen for one of her stories. If he and Rita were to have any chance of succeeding, they would have to be open and honest with each other. Besides, he did love giving a good spanking and he was sure Rita would too, if she would give it a chance. But she had to come to him or it wouldn’t work. As Rita started chewing on her lower lip, Jared groaned. Raising her eyebrows at him, Jared responded, “Do you have any idea how delectable you look when you are warring with yourself?” Blushing, Rita looked at him.

  “Exactly, what would this spanking thing entail?”

  Tilting his head, Jared replied, “I would be glad to answer any questions you have on the topic, ONCE you answer mine.”

  Putting her chin on her arms, Rita sighed. “While I do admit to lying to you (and myself), I don’t think I deserve to be spanked for it.” Holding up her hand as Jared was about to speak. Sighing again, “Well FUCK! Yes, fine, I do think I should be punished for my transgressions. Happy?”

  Nodding, Jared smiled at her. “Next time, a yes or no will do.” Straightening the sheet across his lap, Jared crooked his finger at her as he patted his lap. “Time to take your punishment, woman. Come here and lay down. Ass up.”

  “But why does it have to be a spanking,” whined Rita. As Jared raised his eyebrow at her, Rita sighed. “Because I was acting like a child,” chanted Rita. “FINE.” As Rita rose to her knees, she crawled slowly toward Jared as he groaned inwardly. Damn, she was a sight, moaned Jared inwardly. Kneeling next to him, Jared raised his arms as Rita slowly slid across his lap, face down.

  Jared rubbed her ass as Rita settled down. “Do I need to restrain your hands?”

  Shaking her head, “No, I’ll be good.”

  “Good girl,” he crooned. “Now, for each transgression, I think you deserve 10 swats.”

  “What? That’s 30! I wasn’t that bad.”

  “Hmmm,” replied Jared. “Perhaps, you’re right. Five then. On each side. Per transgression.”

  “Well, that’s ok. Wait, what?” But before Rita could say more, Jared brought the palm of his hand down on her right cheek with a thwack.

  “That’s one. Do you need instruction on how this works or are you familiar,” questioned Jared.

  Sighing, “Oh, I’m familiar,” said Rita sulkily. “One. Thank you.” As Jared continued to swat her, Rita counted. Pausing to rub her cheeks each time, Jared smiled at how well she was taking it. Granted, he wasn’t hitting her that hard. He was striving to make a point, not hurt her. Once he finished smacking her right cheek five times, he switched to her left, always careful to rub her entire ass each time. By the time they got to eight, Rita’s breathing had changed and she raised her ass to meet his hand. Once they got to ten, Jared took a break and continued to rub her ass. He casually slid his fingers down her slit as she moaned. She was drenched.

  “That was for your first transgression. Two more to go.” Not giving Rita the chance to complain, he started again. SMACK!

  “Eleven! Thank you.” Jared was enjoying watching her skin pink up as he continued to spank her. By the time they reached 20, Rita was panting. He had stopped holding her down as she willingly raised her ass to meet each smack, moaning as he rubbed her each time.

  “Last transgression,” Jared managed to say. A part of him wasn’t sure how well she would take the spanking, but her response had turned him on and he would much rather throw her on her back than continue. SMACK!

  Moaning, “21, thank you.” As Jared rubbed her checks, his fingers dipped inside causing Rita to buck against him. “Oh fuck, Jared, please hurry and finish. I want you inside me.” Jared took a deep breath and continued at the pace he was going. He quietly thanked his parents for teaching him the art of patience as what little he had was rapidly dwindling the wetter Rita got. By the time they got to 26, Jared had to hold her down as she started bucking against him. SMACK!

  “Twenty-seven, thank you.” Sliding his hand between her legs, he circled around her clit before he pressed a slippery finger between her folds as Rita tried to grind down against his hand. As he drew his hand back, he rubbed her excitement over her cheeks. SMACK!

  “Twenty, twenty-eight,” Rita managed to call out as she spread her legs farther apart. Holding tight to his left thigh, Rita rubbed against Jared.

  “Did you forget somet
hing?”

  “Thank you,” breathed Rita as she squirmed against him to alleviate the pressure between her legs.

  “Good girl,” said Jared, as he continued to rub her cheeks. Sliding two fingers in, Rita moaned as her muscles tightened around them, silently begging him to keep going. “Two more,” Jared managed to say. Two quick smacks in succession had Rita yelping as she was quick to call out 29 and 30 followed by a thank you. Jared didn’t waste any time as he slammed three fingers inside her and began tormenting her clit with his thumb. He leaned his arm across Rita’s back as she continued bucking against him. As he held her pinned down, he continued to rub her fevered cheeks as he plunged his fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy. As her muscles continued to clench around his fingers, his strokes became longer and harder. Rita was pushing hard against his hand. Flicking her clit repeatedly as he slammed his fingers in and out, Rita bucked hard against him. Reaching with his thumb and forefinger, Jared pinched her clit as he slammed inside her. Rita arched up as her orgasm hit her. Crying out his name, she continued to thrash about as Jared held her down. Not waiting for her to come down, he reached for another condom, tearing the wrapper open with his teeth. “On your knees, quick!”

  As Rita got to her knees, Jared swore as he tried to pull the condom on over his erection. On the second try, he succeeded as he got behind her. Grabbing her hips, he slammed into her. Her breath quickened as she drew him in. His pulse pounded as her muscles gripped his cock, holding him tight as he pistoned in and out of her. He groaned as her muscles continued to spasm around his cock. Her cry let him know that another orgasm was rolling through her as he began to speed up and increase his lengths. She clutched at the sheets as she slammed against him, meeting each thrust. She moaned in pleasure as he increased his speed.

  Flipping her over, he shifted her legs around his waist. She was so slick he moved easily in and out. As she neared another orgasm, he worked her clit as he moved in and out. Rita began to shake as her orgasm grew. Tightening his grip on her hips, he moved faster, harder, deeper. Rita didn’t hold back. As another orgasm hit her, she cried out. Jared’s orgasm gripped him as his balls tightened. He thrust deep and held her there. Hot bursts exploded as his orgasm hit. Riding wave after wave, he slid in and out, as Rita’s body continued to ride orgasm after orgasm. Jared wondered if she would keep cumming if he kept going. Still sliding in and out, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a sitting position. Moaning, she grabbed his face as she kissed him. Shoving her tongue in his mouth, she gave as much as she received, moaning as she trembled against him.

  Holding her tight, he rocked her gently as they slowly came back down. Sliding his fingers in her hair, he held her to him as their hearts thundered against each other. Looking at her face, he smiled as her unfocused gaze slowly shifted toward him. Her languid smile melted his heart. “Wow, that was amazing,” mumbled Rita. “Simply, wow.” At Jared’s chuckle, she cupped his face as she kissed him. “I think I’m going to misbehave more often.” At that, Jared pushed her to her back as he stretched out on top of her. Pulling her arms above her head, he pinned her down as he slowly kissed her face.

  “I think I will like it when you misbehave.”

  Chapter 2

  Jared was frustrated. A week had gone by since Rita had come to his place and so far, she had managed to avoid him, arriving at work and holing up in the office well-before anyone else arrived and not leaving until the volunteers had all left. Other than dealing with work-related issues, which she did at a distance, she hadn’t spoken to him. He couldn’t figure her out, she was so hot for his touch, but around the site, she was cool. Maybe he had gone too fast for her. It was possible, but damn, she had gotten under his skin. When he took her in the dressing room, he thought he would never see her again and he regretted not finding out her name. He couldn’t believe his luck when he saw her on the work site. And now, every time he closed his eyes, she was there. He was embarrassed to share that he had yet to wash his pillowcases because they still carried her scent. He was determined to make her his, and he didn’t want to go slow. Today, he would confront her, but not before everyone left for the weekend. She had called a meeting with the section heads to discuss the coming week, but Jared had made sure, only he would attend.

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  Rita sat at her desk unable to concentrate. She had been avoiding Jared since last Friday and for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out why. She was more than attracted to him that much was obvious. The sex was fantastic and it had been a long time since she felt that comfortable with a man. And Jared was definitely a man. Male. Primal. Rita couldn’t help but giggle as her brain played word games. But after almost 10 years with Tuck, the idea of becoming entwined with someone else so soon frightened her. She didn’t want to make another mistake. So rather than confront the issue and talk to him, Rita took the cowardly route and avoided Jared, arriving early, finding reasons to be offsite and leaving well after everyone else. Probably not the safest idea, but Rita was protecting her heart.

  John Tucker had been the consummate liar. Everything from his childhood upbringing to the diplomas that hung on his wall were fabrications. She had learned of the fake diplomas at a company dinner. She was in a bathroom stall when she heard the woman from HR talking to someone else. It was obvious both women were drunk. The woman from HR, Jane or Janie somebody, was telling the other woman how she found out that Tucker’s education claims were false. When Tuck was confronted, he claimed that the school had lost his records. His boss had given him until after the holidays to contact the school and produce the records or he would let him go. Janie was bragging at her detective work and how much she looked forward to Tucker’s last day when Rita stepped out of the stall, her face burning with humiliation. The two women had the sense to stop talking when they saw her. Quickly washing her hands, she stormed out of the bathroom to tell Tuck that she felt a migraine coming on and that she wanted to leave. Tuck wasn’t ready to leave, but Rita insisted. She fumed all the way home as she listened to him brag about something. She replayed other situations in her head as she began to doubt other claims that he’d made to her over the years. When they got home, Rita couldn’t hold back any longer and confronted him. Tuck became defensive and claimed that it was all a conspiracy and that they were all against him. He ranted that he couldn’t work there anymore and planned to quit. He would find something where his skills and education would be appreciated. At that point, Rita didn’t know what to believe, but she let it go. John Tucker could be persuasive when he wanted to.

  A couple years later, her father-in-law died. At some point, while they were helping his mom pack up his dad’s clothes, stories came out about his childhood that were entirely different from what he had told her. She could never understand why anyone would make up stories about such mundane things as where one went to school or how they were raised, but that was Tuck. Never satisfied with reality, he had created an entirely different life for himself. One that Rita precipitated because she didn’t know any better. She was embarrassed when she found out the truth and apologized to her mother-in-law for her part in the conspiracy. The rampant dishonesty had hurt Rita tremendously. All those hours they’d spent talking about their future, their dreams. Rita realized too late that for Tuck, it was simply one long string of lies to manipulate her into doing what he wanted. What’s worse, Rita became plagued with self-doubts as she began questioning all her decisions, which was why she was being a coward and hiding from Jared.

  But she couldn’t get Jared out of her head. She would watch him around the site when she thought he wasn’t looking and she would dream about him at night. She’d even sprinkled a few drops of Pour Homme on her pillow. Crossing her legs, Rita could smell her arousal. Damn, it was as if Jared had flipped a switch. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt this horny for someone and while she was enjoying it, she wasn’t able to get any work done. At least it was Friday. She had called for a quick meeting to go over the tasks
for next week and to make sure all the supplies needed were ordered. She would have to be around Jared for the meeting, but Rita made sure that there would be plenty of other people around.

  As Rita was gathering her notes for the meeting, she heard the office door open. “I’ll be right out,” called Rita, without looking up.

  “That’s all right,” drawled Jared, “I think we’ll be staying in.”

  Snapping her head up, Rita looked at the one person she had tried so hard not to be alone with. “Uh,” she stammered, “I thought we would have the meeting outside at the lunch tables where there’s more room.”

  Waving a couple sheets of paper in his hand, he stalked toward Rita. “Have everything you need, right here, boss,” commented Jared as he glared at her. Reaching out her hand, Rita took them, trembling as Jared brushed her hand. He didn’t miss her reaction as he turned and headed back toward the door.