SEAL Team Seven
Logan
By
Jordan Silver
Copyright©2015 Alison Jordan
All Rights Reserved
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Epilogue
Chapter 1
LOGAN
“Babe, move that ass faster I’m close, stop fucking around.” I had to grit my teeth to keep from shooting too soon. I even smacked her ass to get her going, but she was in one of her moods.
My poor boy was hanging on for dear life, we’d both grown accustomed to her trying to one-up our ass, but I’m all man so she’s never gonna win this fight. She’s playing dirty this morning though, the little sneak.
She kept teasing me, moving her hips around and around in circles, then lifting up slowly, before dropping down hard on my cock. The sensations were unbelievable as my cock pushed up into her.
Looking up at her as she pulled on her nipples, head thrown back, her flat stomach concaved as she rode me for her own pleasure, I grabbed her hips and tried moving her the way I needed so I could cum.
She’s been teasing me for a good half an hour now and I had no doubt it was to get back at me for the torture I put her through when I ate her sweet pussy for an hour. No good deed and all that happy shit.
“Gabriella, fuck, now.” She clenched down on my dick so that no matter how much I tried pulling and pushing it made no difference, that’s her new trick.
“I’ve got something for your ass love of mine.” I loved being in her like this first thing in the morning. With the birds chirping right outside the window, the sun, trying to make its presence known, and all else was still. It’s part of our routine, one I hoped to have for the next sixty years at least.
She rolled over this morning, with a smile on her face, probably remembering the pounding I’d given her the night before. That’s all it took for me to pounce. Now I was buried balls-deep as she tickled the head of my cock with her cervix.
On her last downward plunge I slammed into her hard. Her mouth and eyes flew open and already she was bathing my cockhead with her sweet juices. My baby likes her man to do her rough on occasion for all that she’s a dainty little thing. I lucked the fuck out there for sure. A fucker like me needs a little raw in the mornings.
Before she could react to my assault on her pussy I switched us over, placing her beneath me with her legs caught in the crook of my arms. She was open to me as I bored into her deeper her sweet cries ringing out in the early morning hours. “Shit Logan wait a minute.”
“Uh uh, you had your chance.” I showed her no mercy as I fucked into her hard and deep, her pussy wrapped tightly around my cock as it sawed in and out of her.
“You wanna play, huh?”
I looked down between us at where my twelve and a half inch rod pinned her to the bed with each thrust. That shit looked massive. I kept my eyes locked there as I started to fuck. In, out in out, side to side, before burying my dick to the hilt in her heated pussy.
She wailed and threw her legs around as her pussy sucked at me, like she was trying to get even my nut sac in there.
“You close babydoll?” Fuck, be close greedy my dick is too happy to keep this shit up much longer.
“Yes almost there.” Her voice was breathless as her hips met mine, her ass bouncing off the bed from the hard pounding I was giving her. My kinda sex.
“Fuck I’m there cum with me.” I took her nipple between my lips and sucked hard knowing that that was one of her triggers. When I felt the liquid heat of her pussy juices covering me once again, I let go and emptied deep inside her. I felt my balls drain out inside her down to the last drop, as she twitched and sighed beneath me.
I took a moment lying on top of her, pulling her body in close, before dropping to the side and pulling her over on top of me. My girl likes to cuddle after sex so I have to give her what she wants, even though I’m already running late and it’s her fault for teasing the shit out of me.
I laid there for a good ten minutes while she ran her hands all over my chest and arms. She was riding the last bit of steel out of my cock like she wasn’t quite finished with me yet. Much more of this shit and my rod will be up and ready to go again. She doesn’t listen for shit.
“You done?”
“Maybe, why?” She did that cat in heat thing that these southern belle types have down to a fine art.
“Why, because I’m supposed to be somewhere ten minutes ago and if I’m not off this bed in the next five there’s a good chance my nosy ass brothers are gonna bust down the door and come looking.”
That didn’t seem to register too well since she was still doing the bump and grind on my dick. “But I like feeling you inside me.” She squeezed around my cock, trying to get a rise out of him.
“Fine, I’m going to do you one last time but then I’ve gotta go.” I pulled out and used my fist to wipe our mixed juices off my rod. “Suck me back to hard and I’ll take care of your pussy, but then I’ve got to go.” She was only too happy to get on her knees in the middle of the bed and take my meat into her mouth, totally ignoring my stern look. A little more than a month ago she’d been a virgin; that was a thing of the past. In that time she’s tried to get me to teach her everything there is to know about sex. When I wasn’t working at the site or running ops with the guys for our upcoming mission, I was riding between her legs.
“You remember what I showed you?” I wrapped her long golden locks around my fist as she moved her head up and down on my meat. “Uh-huh.” She opened her mouth wider and prepared to suck me the way I liked.
“Well do it.” I hit the back of her throat on my next stroke in and her eyes came up to meet mine. I could see the bulge of my cock in her neck with each fuck I took into her mouth, and her spit and my per-cum was starting to run down her chin.
“Do you want the bed or the floor babydoll?” It took her a minute to ease off my tool so she could answer. “Why, what’s the difference?” I played with her chin as she looked up at me with innocent eyes. How could she be such an enigma? “The bed will get you a nice slow fuck, the floor will get you hard and fast, choose one.”
She hopped off the bed and landed on the floor next to it on her hands and knees, with her ass in the air, and the pink of her pussy winking at me from between her thighs.
“That’s my girl.” I led with my dick as I got off and went to stand behind her. I used the thick head of my cock to tease her from clit to slit while she hissed and threw her ass back at me, looking for dick.
I smacked her ass cheek once with the flat of my heavy cock before giving in and sinking into her. She arched her back and hissed when I hit bottom, her legs spreading wider, to take me in deep. “Oh yeah, you’re feeling nasty.” I planted my feet firmly and bent my knees as I drilled into her pussy, going deep.
“Yes, oh please Logan, do it.” I know what she meant, what she craved. If the good people of our little town ever found out that one of their daughters was as wild as this one they’d never believe it.
I pulled her hair back roughly as I surged into her pussy, using her hair like a horse’s mane to pull her on and off my rod. As promised it was hard, quick and just a little rough.
It wasn’t long before I was emptying my seed in her belly again while she creamed my coc
k and wailed like I was killing her ass. I kept sliding in and out of her even though we’d both got off, as my dick dripped inside her.
I’ve been playing it loose and fancy free in her pussy since I took her cherry. There was no threat of disease and the question of breeding her was of no consequence since she’d practically booked the wedding hall. As far as she was concerned we were already hitched, so who was I to argue? I dripped the last few drops of cum inside her before pulling her head back so we could share one last kiss before we both headed for the shower.
“What’s on the agenda for today babydoll?” She gave me a run down of what her day looked like. Now this was not idle chatter bullshit, I seriously paid attention to where she was going and whatnot because of what was going on in the town, things that she knew nothing about.
I didn’t want her going into any dangerous situations. I signed off on her plans, which was mostly wedding shit.
I lathered up my hands and washed her body as she stood in front of me. Her body was truly a thing of artistic beauty. High firm tits that were the perfect D cup with the sexiest penny sized nipples, a slender waist that flared off into her hips and a nice fat ass. Her crowning glory is her wild mane of multi colored hair that makes her bottle green eyes just light up.
At twenty-five she’s seven years younger than me. Some thought maybe too young and innocent to deal with a man like me, who led the life I did. I really didn’t give a fuck what some thought; she was mine.
I’d seen her wanted her and made it happen. The fears of her family were well understood, I am after all an unknown, ex military and I ride a bike to boot with my brothers, which some people automatically perceives as a biker crew, and we all know the reputations bikers have.
As far as they are concerned, the daughter of a prominent businessman had no right being caught up in my world. Their arguments might’ve worked if she hadn’t fallen as hard for me as I had her.
One look and we were both hooked and nothing and no one had been able to stand in our way. Her old man had tried paying me off; he’d almost lost his life for that insult. I still had that shit on video; I’m keeping it for kicks and giggles.
I had of course shown it to her the same day. My little tigress had lit into her dad and moved out of his house an hour later, and straight into my bed. It helped that she was best friends with my new little sister Danielle, my brother Connor’s fiancée.
In fact it was because of Dani that we had even met. Like I said, it was lust at first sight, and in spite of my asshole brothers’ ribbing, that lust had morphed into something more almost overnight.
With Gabriella it was like being side swiped with a semi truck. There was no real warning, just wham, out of nowhere and I was blindsided. It happened so easily and without much fanfare, that I didn’t even know what the fuck had hit me. I think I was thinking the way I always did; I’d hit it and be done in a couple weeks more or less, but one look, one taste and here we are. I knew from fuck one that I was in trouble.
Chapter 2
LOGAN
I hadn’t wasted any time getting her into my bed and that’s where she’s been ever since. The girls keep each other busy when the boys and I are out on patrol, and they both have work during the day. Something I was coming to terms with, since if I had my way, she’d never leave the safety of the compound. Not without me, or one of my brothers riding rough shod anyway.
Her job was pretty much like Dani’s something I noticed about this side of the country. People were big on having their kids come work with them or for them or whatever the fuck. Unlike Dani though, this one was the company’s buyer or some shit, and this branch dealt in high-end art deals among other things. I can hold a conversation about that shit for about ten minutes before my ears, eyes and every fuck else starts to bleed, so it’s good that we have other interest.
So far we’d blended pretty well together, she knew my position on most things, which boiled down to I’m the man, you do what I say and everyone’s safe that way. She does have random moments of female crazy when she thinks she can do her own thing and get away with it.
I guess that stems from being raised by parents who thought giving their kid her way in everything was the way to go. With me she’s on a tight leash. I think that was one of the things that soured her dad against me in the beginning.
He didn’t like that I called the shots. Or more to the point, that his little girl got off on that shit and was only to happy to obey her man.
Men who call the shots have been given a bad reputation in the last few years. That’s because some assholes have abused the privilege, but I’m not about to put my woman’s life in danger because society was too fuck stupid to know the difference between a man who gave a fuck and an abuser.
I’ve seen the underbelly of mankind when I was in the trenches. Society can get fucked; I’m tagging her ass from the get. Wherever she goes, I’m gonna know, not because I wanna control her, but because I wanna keep every other motherfucker out there with an agenda away from what’s mine, and keep her ass safe at the same time.
Her dad is one of those who don’t know the difference, either that or he thinks that’s his role and had a hard time relinquishing that shit to someone else, especially someone like yours truly. I’m sure I’m nobody’s ideal of their little girl’s prince charming; I could give a fuck and told him so in no uncertain terms. If he or anyone else in this town thought I was giving her up because of their fucked up prejudices, they were out their fucking minds.
Things were a little more civil between us these days. I guess a couple of weeks without any contact had been too much for her mother and she had put her foot down. My girl had stood her ground, if her dad didn’t apologize to me she would never step foot back in their home again. What she didn’t understand was I hadn’t punched her father in the face because he’d insulted me, but because of the insult to her.
She was priceless as far as I was concerned and her happiness meant more to me than anything else. If I’d thought for one second that me being in her life wasn’t good for her, I loved her enough that I would’ve walked away, okay that’s a fucking lie but whatever. I admit to a shitload of selfishness on my part, Gabriella is the best thing that has ever happened to me, no one or nothing had ever given me that feeling of completeness I get when I am with her, there was no way I was giving that up, not for anything.
I’d given my blood for my country, why the fuck didn’t I deserve one of the best it had to offer? Meanwhile I hadn’t been looking for her, but that didn’t stop me from going all in.
Not even the unmerciful teasing I’d had to endure from my brothers had swayed me; I was locked in there for good. The thought didn’t even scare me anymore, not like it did in the beginning when all I could think is ‘what the blue fuck?’
The fact that she loved me made life a hell of a lot more bearable than it had been before. I didn’t have the best of childhoods, my mother was a truck stop waitress, who got knocked up by a trucker, who used to come through town and sell her dreams. Until the day she told him she was pregnant and she never laid eyes on him again. As a kid, I spent lots of time alone. Being raised in a small- town, people didn’t follow the same tenets as big city dwellers.
No one thought too much about a young single mom leaving her five-year old son alone while she went out to make a living during the summer months when school was out. That kid learned a lot about the streets at an early age.
The old guys who hung around at the local bar didn’t have any problem teaching him the facts of life. When most kids my age was learning to read and write, I was learning the ins and outs of a hard knock life.
Mom did the best she could I don’t hold anything against the old girl. In fact, after I started making real money a few years ago, I’d set her up in a nice little house in the middle of town. It had always been her dream, the white picket fence, and the little flower garden. I made sure she had everything she’d ever wanted, including a cruise every year for her b
irthday for her and one of her girlfriends. She didn’t need to work anymore if she didn’t want to, but she liked to always be doing stuff, so she’d taken up sewing, and now had a nice little business.
Some of my old mentors had passed on a lot of knowledge. The less hardcore had taught me that an education was the best escape from Thomasville. The thing is, I never wanted to escape my town, I loved the picturesque small town with the Rockies as a backdrop; no I wanted to escape poverty.
I went into the service where I met my brothers and the commander, which led me here to another small town on the other side of the country, and her, my fucking life.
My brothers and I had our shit together, I made sure of that. And with the inheritance from the commander, we were pretty much set. All that was missing for each of us was a good woman. My brother Connor had found his with my new little sister Danielle and I was pretty sure the others won’t be far behind, no matter how much they bitched and moaned.
The only fly in my ointment was the illegal activities that seemed to be plaguing our little slice of heaven. That, and the fact that pretty soon I was gonna have to leave and go take care of something for Uncle Sam, the fuck.
When she was through prattling away at me about everything under the sun, we had a rushed breakfast together. Being in the service had taught me a lot of disciplines and structure and shit, so I was big on doing things a certain way.
Not that I was regimented or anything like that, but I believed having some kind of routine between us would work, so breakfast together in the mornings and dinner at night was a must. We fucked around the clock so I had no fear of shit going dry there. If I hadn’t been running late, we would’ve been at whomever’s turn it was to cook this morning, another one of our traditions I aim to keep.
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