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

by North, Leslie

  Chuckling at her newfound power over him, she moaned as Jared’s hand tightened, holding her steady. Starting slow, Rita began an easy stroke, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, pausing momentarily, her lips barely holding the tip, before slowing sucking him back in as she deep throated him until her nose was buried against his pubic hairs. All the while, her gaze never left his. Cradling his balls in her hands, she gently kneaded them as her mouth continued its steady rhythm along the full length of his cock.

  Jared took slow steps backwards as he encouraged Rita to follow. Not breaking physical contact, she followed along with him. The sight of her crawling while she deep throated him had Jared’s balls tightening painfully. Not wanting to cum too soon, he took several breaths as he continued walking back toward the bed. Not sure how much longer he could stand, Jared was relieved when his legs bumped the bed. Sitting back, he reached for Rita’s arms and slowly tugged her along as he climbed on the bed. Lying back, he spread his legs as Rita crawled up between them. Increasing the pressure and speed, Rita began pumping his cock with one hand while she continued with her mouth strokes. As Jared’s balls began to tighten again, he grabbed the back of her head to push for deeper strokes. On cue, Rita increased her pressure on his balls as she sucked hard.

  Groaning, Jared called out, “I’m cumming,” as Rita began sucking harder. As his orgasm hit, he convulsed, arching his hips up and causing Rita to gag. As he ejaculated, Rita’s movements became more frantic as she sucked quickly, drinking him dry. As his cock began to soften, Rita continued to lick him as she cleaned up every last drop. Slowly releasing him, she sat up, smiling. Wiping her mouth with her fingers, she sucked them in her mouth in a moment of pure pleasure. Groaning, Jared reached for her, dragging her up onto his chest and then sliding her alongside him. Hugging her tightly against him, he kissed the top of her head as she rolled to look at him.

  “Woman, if that’s an example of ‘your rules,’ I will LET you do that more often.” Snorting in amusement, Rita’s hair tickled his chest as she lazily played with his nipples. Jared’s hand brushed slowly up and down her back as Rita snuggled closer. Humming softly, Jared didn’t realize what tune it was until he felt Rita stiffen and start to move away from him. Capturing one arm, he stopped her. “What’s the matter?” Shaking her head at him, she tried to put some distance between them, but he quickly rolled her under him, pinning her beneath him.

  As Rita began to panic, she tried to push Jared off. “Let me go,” she cried out.

  “Not until you tell me what’s going on,” demanded Jared.

  “It’s that song,” whispered Rita. “Tuck. My ex used to sing it right before he,” and before Rita could finish, huge shudders began to wrack her body as tears sprang to her eyes. “Please, don’t do that again.”

  Loosening his hold on her, Jared wrapped himself around Rita and held her gently to him as she sobbed. Sliding her arms around his back, Rita held on to Jared as the fear and anger from all those times her husband hit her poured out. The years she spent wondering what would set him off. How she could avoid it. And the amount of kicking she did to herself as she played and replayed every incident wondering what she could have done differently to keep him from hitting her. Jared said nothing as he gently kissed first the top of her head and then her face; licking her tears up as he cleaned up the ugliness of her past. Rita didn’t know how much time passed, but eventually the tears stopped. Jared continued to hold her as her shaking subsided. At some point, Jared had pulled a blanket up over her as he kept full body contact with her, never letting her feel alone. Dropping her head, she bumped her forehead against his chest as a wayward burp found its way out.

  Snorting, Rita let out a muffled, “Well, THAT was ladylike,” as Jared chuckled.

  “Oh, I think we’re way beyond that, little one,” responded Jared as he continued to hold her.

  Not ready to look at him, Rita said, “Thank you.”

  Grabbing her chin, Jared forced her to look at him. “For what?”

  Biting her lip to keep from quivering again, Rita replied, “For holding me. For not saying anything. For being here. For being you.” As Jared smiled down at her, he bent his head to kiss both her eyelids before beginning a trail of kisses down her cheek to her lips. He teased her before he slipped his tongue in her mouth. Sighing, Rita joined the dance as her hands rubbed slowly up and down his spine, stopping to knead his shoulders. Groaning, Jared adjusted his position as his cock began to grow. Grabbing her, Jared rolled over, taking Rita with him so they changed positions.

  “This is still your place, and these are still your rules.” Sitting up, Rita straddled Jared as she traced patterns with her fingernails all over his chest. Grabbing her hands, Jared groaned, “Condom, woman, before you kill me.” Chuckling, Rita reached for her nightstand, the movement caused Jared to shudder. “Hurry.” Grabbing a condom, Rita made short work of the process, but she couldn’t resist adding in a bit of a tease. Sliding down his legs, she stretched along his body and slowly slid back up. Groaning, Jared reached to hurry her up, but she nipped at his hand. As he stilled, she leaned in and licked his palm, which caused him to jump. “WOMAN,” he called out. “Get on with it before I DO TAKE OVER.”

  As Rita rose up on one leg, she guided Jared into her pussy. Already soaked with anticipation and need, she slowly sank down the entire length as they sat groin to groin. With a lusty sigh, Rita arched her back and began to ride Jared slowly. Grabbing her hips, Jared adjusted her position so that he could achieve better penetration. His cock skimmed along her more sensitive spots as Rita sucked in her breath. Determined to keep it slow, she clenched tightly against him as she dragged him along with her. As Jared clutched at her hips urging her to move faster, Rita fought against the cramping of her stomach muscles as she maintained her slow speed. Opening his eyes, Jared caught Rita’s smile. Reaching up, he grabbed her by the shoulders and flipped her on her back as he pulled her hands above her head.

  “Game over,” he growled as her legs wrapped around his waist. Sliding his other arm around her, he held her tightly against him as he picked up his speed. Pounding into her, Jared was determined to wipe away the recent fear in the best way he knew how, by making damn sure that the only thing she could think about was him. Better yet, no thinking, only feeling. Rita clutched her legs tightly around him as her need grew.

  Moaning, Rita cried out, “I’m almost there. Jared. Faster. Harder. Please.” Rita panted out. Picking up speed, Jared’s strokes lengthened as he continued to pound against her. As Rita’s muscles began to convulse around his cock, Jared closed any remaining gaps between them as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Mimicking his movements, he stroked her mouth with his tongue. As Rita tried to join him, he captured her tongue and sucked hard. Rita screamed into his mouth as she orgasmed. Continuing his assault, Jared felt that familiar grasp around his balls as his orgasm neared. Caught by surprise when Rita pushed her tongue hard against his, causing the pressure from his sucking to increase, Jared’s orgasm slammed into him. Arching his back, he slammed into her as they both rode out their orgasms together.

  Collapsing on top of her, they both fought to catch their breaths as the energy of the last few minutes slowly drained out. Rubbing her cheek against his chest, Rita rained small kisses wherever she could reach, too tired to speak. Sliding out of her, Jared chuckled at her moan. Hugging her tight, he said, “I feel that sense of loss too, little one.”

  Chapter 8

  It had been two days since the Nuñez family project was completed and the family was due to move in the end of the week. The donations had been coming in thanks to the success of the fundraiser and the great article in the paper. Travis had managed to secure enough donations to allow an additional three projects to be added to the budget for this year and Jared had been brought on as the full-time general contractor for all the local projects. Jared and Rita had been dating exclusively for weeks and Rita was spending most of her nights at his place.


  Everyone had gone home early while Rita wrapped up the final paperwork and prepared the office for pickup and delivery to its new location. She and Casey would be meeting Jared later for a celebratory dinner at a new dog-friendly restaurant followed by a walk at dog beach. Locking everything up, Rita and Casey did one final walk-through before she was ready to call it quits for the day.

  Casey began to growl before Rita heard him. “Lovely Rita meter maid Nothing can come between us When it gets dark I tow your heart away”. At those words, Rita flinched. Lifting her head, she saw her ex walking toward her as he continued to whistle. Looking around, Rita hoped to find some of the volunteers still on the property, but it was late and it didn’t look like anyone was left. What was he doing in San Diego and how did he find her? Stepping back, Rita made sure that there was a worktable between her and Tucker as Casey came to stand by her side. Shaking visibly, Casey continued to growl. Grabbing her cell phone, Rita placed it on the table and hit Jared’s number. Putting the phone on speaker, she left it there hoping Jared would answer. When Rita heard Jared’s ring tone, she looked up. His tool belt with his phone was sitting on a stack of wood pallets outside her office. Flinching inwardly, Rita disconnected the call and tucked her phone into her pocket.

  “What do you want, Tucker?”

  “You, of course,” came Tucker’s reply.

  Rita couldn’t keep the tremor out of her voice when she asked him, “How did you find me?”

  Smiling at her fear, Tucker drawled, “Newspaper. You really should be more careful.”

  Cursing herself for agreeing to the puff piece, Rita allowed herself to be talked into the interview by her boss. They were in need of additional funding and he had hoped that the publicity would help. She didn’t even think that Tuck would find out. Backing up, Rita grabbed on to Casey’s collar. Casey had been her life support through the latter part of her marriage and after one too many close calls, she wasn’t about to lose her to her ex now. Smiling evilly down at the dog, “And I think that SHE will be the first to go.”

  “No!” Gasped, Rita, as she clutched her dog tighter.

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  As Jared was driving home, he had a thought about a secluded picnic instead of a restaurant. They had much to celebrate tonight and Jared didn’t feel like sharing Rita and Casey with the public. Reaching for his headset, Jared realized that he didn’t have his phone. Looking in the backseat, his tool belt was gone too. Sighing, Jared made a U-turn and headed back to the site. Smiling, he hoped Rita and Casey were still there. Who knows, maybe they could have another round in the office before it was moved to the next project site. He chuckled to himself when he remembered how much Rita blushed the first couple of days after their activities in the office. She had been quite noisy, but if anyone had heard them, no one let on. He loved that Rita could embarrass so easily and enjoyed watching her blush; especially when it was her own thoughts. If he was lucky, there were times he could get her to share those thoughts, but that usually involved more blushing and much stammering as she tried to put her fantasies into words.

  As Jared headed toward the site, he noticed a car he hadn’t seen before with a Dodgers sticker on it. There were few houses on this street and two of them were empty until the Nuñez family returned. Jared had driven down this same street every day for the last several months and he was familiar with every car on it. As someone trained to observe his surroundings, Jared had made a point of keeping tabs on the different vehicles as some of the construction materials weren’t locked up other than behind the perimeter fence and it was his job to make sure nothing was stolen. Pulling up behind the car, he looked up the street and saw that Rita’s car was still there. Jumping out, he quietly walked toward the site. Peeking around the bushes, he saw Rita standing at a worktable with Casey next to her. They both appeared to be in distress. Craning his neck, Jared tried to see whom she was talking to, but the bushes effectively blocked his line of sight. Cursing to himself, he backed away and headed around back. Walking as quickly and as quietly as he could, Jared, cut through the neighbor’s yard and hopped the fence to the access road behind the houses. Hugging the side of the garage, Jared inched his way forward. The closer he got, he could hear snippets of conversation and was quickly able to determine that the visitor was Rita’s ex, John Tucker. Reaching for his phone, he cursed again when he remembered that it was still with his tool belt.

  Taking a deep breath, Jared dropped into a crouch and slipped around the corner. From his vantage point, he could see Rita and Casey clearly. Tucker had his back mostly to him and Jared hoped to use it to his advantage. Running different options through his head, Jared silently debated how best to approach. His biggest concern was that he couldn’t see any weapons and he had no idea what Tucker may do. Spotting his tool belt, Jared figured out his play. Smiling grimly, he backed up. Hopping the fence again, he jogged around front and casually entered the property as Tucker and Rita appeared to be playing tag around the table. Waving casually to Rita, he pointed to his tool belt as he strode over to it. Making a point of ignoring what was going on; he acted as if he was checking messages. Throwing his belt over his shoulder, he walked over.

  “Yo, Rita,” drawled Jared. “Didn’t mean to interrupt.” Pointing to his belt, “Forgot my stuff.” As Jared spoke, the sudden interruption gave Tucker time to scoot around to Rita. Grabbing Casey by the collar, Tucker twisted it as both Casey and Rita cried out. As Jared fought to remain calm, he looked at Tuck, “Hey, dude, don’t think the dog likes that.”

  “I really don’t care WHAT the dog likes,” jeered Tucker as he tightened his grip. “In fact, I’m fairly certain WE will be getting rid of THE dog.” At Rita’s gasp, Tucker continued. “Now if you will excuse us, my wife and I were in the middle of a conversation.” At Rita’s rising panic, Jared decided enough was enough. Sliding his tool belt across the table, he took advantage of Tucker’s distraction and sped around. Grabbing Tucker by the arm, he twisted it behind him. Reaching for the quick release on the collar, Rita pulled Casey away as Jared dragged Tucker away from them.

  “One,” barked Jared, “You and Rita are NO LONGER married. And two, YOU are trespassing on a construction site. I would suggest that you leave now before it’s too late.”

  “Well, aren’t you the big man,” said Tucker before he looked at Rita. “Are you fucking this one now? I didn’t take you for the Jar Head type.” As he looked at Jared, “Tell me something, do you like fucking cold fish? Because I sure didn’t.”

  “Actually,” replied Jared silkily, “She’s the best thing that has ever happened to me and one of the hottest women, I’ve ever met. Perhaps, this cold fish thing that you refer to has something to do with your technique.”

  As Tucker screamed in outrage, he struggled against the larger man’s grip, but only succeeded in having his arm twisted further. “I will kill all of you,” he screamed as he tried to break free.

  “I’d like to see you try with a pair of broken arms,” said Jared as he lifted Tucker’s shoulder higher.

  “Jared, no,” cried Rita. As both men looked at her, Rita swallowed. “He’s not worth the effort. Please, don’t. I don’t want him to have the satisfaction that he got to us. We’re better than that,” said Rita, as she pointed to Tucker. “He isn’t.”

  Nodding his head in agreement, Jared continued to move Tucker away from her. The sound of sirens was heard in the distance. “Hear that, little man? That’s your ride, come to get you,” taunted Jared. “You are done terrorizing my woman.”

  “YOUR woman?” At Tucker’s outrage, he dropped to one knee and managed to break loose from Jared’s grasp. Turning, he began to advance on her again. “I’m not done with her yet and I don’t think you’ll have any interest in her when I am,” shouted Tucker. At Rita’s cry, Casey broke from her grasp and launched at Tucker. Growling, she crashed into his chest sending both of them to the ground. Jumping on him, Jared was quick to pin him down as Casey ran back into Rita’s arms. Clutching her tightly
, Rita sobbed.

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  As the all too familiar red and blue lights flashed at the end of the drive, Rita clutched Casey as she watched Tucker led away in handcuffs. Jared was busy giving his side of the events as Rita stroked Casey, crooning to her about what a brave dog she was. She was so exhausted; she couldn’t even stand as Jared came toward her. Bending down, he scooped her up and whistled for Casey to follow as his long strides covered the distance to his truck. He had to set her down in order to open the passenger door, but before he could, Rita turned to face him.

  “Thank you,” she said simply. Cupping her face, Jared kissed her gently.

  “I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I was driving back to pick it up when I saw his car. I didn’t know who it belonged to until I heard the two of you talking. I don’t know what I would have done if something happened to you.”

  Sniffling, “Me too. I panicked when I realized that your phone was still here. I didn’t have time to call anyone else. I thought that if I could keep him talking, maybe he would calm down or if we could get some place more public, I could call for help. I am so glad that you came back.” Jared reached for the door to let Casey in. “There’s one more thing,” Rita paused as she looked at him. “YOUR woman?”