I arched my back pressing my ass harder on his erection. We both were still naked with nothing, but his sheets half-hazardly pulled up over our bodies. I was satisfied with a soft moan in my ear before he started his tantalizing nibbling on my lob and down my neck.
I moved to roll over, but his hands on my hips stopped me. Instead, he reached down and slipped his long member between my thighs. I arched my back deeper giving him the right angle to find my inside.
He slid in hard and slick. Though I was a little tender from our first encounter, the feeling of his hard shaft pumping in me quickly overtook any soreness.
His hands were still reached around twisting and teasing my nipples. Between that and the deep penetration, he was giving me from behind I could already feel my body tightening in anticipation.
I was sure another orgasm would kill me, but my body didn’t seem to care. Instead, it only reacted to the sensual motions of Hawks warm naked skin against mine.
“Hawk,” I moaned in the silence of the night.
“Yeah, baby,” he whispered next to my ear. “I can feel you. You're so tight, baby. Cum for me again,” he ordered.
My body obeyed in an instant. With the tightening of my insides, I felt the thick pulsing of Hawks shaft still beating against me. His pace was relentless. I felt like I was flying in the air as his constant pumping collided with my over sensitive skin.
He scooped one arm under me and lifted me on to all fours. As he continued his hard thrusts, I laid my head on the bed, ass in the air. He was gripping my hips now sending each pulse deeper inside me.
“Fuck, Jules!” He called as my slick cum enveloped his thrusting erection.
I felt his hand slid down to my backside. I let out a gasp as one of his fingers pushed into my hole. He pumped it in and out with every thrust of his hips, each time sending it a little bit deeper inside of me.
“I can't," I cried into the pillow hopelessly.
“Yes you can, Jules,” he demanded back to me as he picked up his pace.
I was overcome with sensation. Between Hawk's growing dick pulsing inside me and his finger keeping time, I was lost in the overpowering sensation.
I screamed into the pillow. It was a pitiful sound really. It was the ultimate climax. I had never felt my body orgasm quite like that before. He steadied his pace as I tightened around him and I felt the smooth, warm pulse of his cum inside me. I arched my hips back wanting to push him deeper inside.
Finally, I felt him relax against my body, and he slowly removed his finger from inside me. His body came down on top of mine, just as hot and sticky.
Gingerly, he rolled us over to the side, keeping me close against him. I could hear his heavy breathing against my ear match my own still racing heart.
He pulled the sheet up over us, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep. I had experienced intense workouts before, but nothing had prepared me for a night in a Navy SEAL’s bed.
Chapter 13 Hawk
I could feel Julie waking up before I even opened my eyes. It was probably the first night I slept all the way through in a long time. Well, I guess I didn’t sleep all the way through, but I didn’t have any nightmares, and that was a first.
I pulled her naked body tighter to mine not ready to wake up.
“Hawk,” she whispered as she rolled over in my arms to face me.
“I got to get home before Em wakes up.”
I pulled her tighter to me ignoring her words.
“I have to get her to school, and get myself to work. You need to go to work too,” she urged on but snuggling against my chest at the same time.
I cracked my eye open to look at my clock. Though the sun was up, it was still early morning light.
I kissed the top of her head as I slowly woke myself up. I couldn’t help but think things would be a lot easier in the morning if her and Em were staying here with me.
“I mean it, Hawk. I got to go,” she said softly pushing against my chest as my arms slid down the length of her still naked body.
I scowled at her in disappointment.
“You can laze about in bed all day if you want, but I got to go. I’ve never left Emma for a whole night.”
It was strangely satisfying to hear that.
“Okay,” I finally said gruffly.
I rolled over and leaned against the headboard looking up towards the ceiling. I watched Julie slide her body out of bed and hunt on the floor for her things.
“I got some clothes you can borrow,” I said as I let my eyes linger on her form. “That is if you don’t want to attempt to squeeze yourself back into that little number. It’ll cost you though.”
She turned around hands on her hips. She had looked exquisite last night in the moonlight, but this morning, with the full sun washing over her curves, she was breathtaking.
“Cost me what,” she asked narrowing her eyes on me.
“Just a shower before you go,” I tried to say as innocently enough.
I watched her own eyes trail down my bare chest and landing on my hips where the sheet lay. It wasn’t doing much to hide what was growing underneath.
She bit her lower lip, and I smiled in satisfaction. She didn’t want what we shared to end anymore then I did.
I slid out of bed not waiting for a response. I promptly threw her over my shoulder and smacked her naked ass. She squirmed and squealed but didn’t really put up a fight.
I set her down in the bathroom as I turned on the shower. She hugged her arms around me, and I kissed her hands on my chest as we waited for the water to warm.
It didn’t take long for the whole bathroom to steam up and we stepped inside together. Without a word I grabbed the loofa and filled it with a silky lather. Julie let me rub it up and down her body.
Finally, after she was covered in a soft froth, I dropped the loofa and caressed her body with my hands instead. She leaned against the tile wall and closed her eyes in satisfaction as I massaged and cupped her breasts.
She reached down and took my shaft between her two soaped up hands. I continued my mensuration on her body as she stroked me up and down. Her hands were so soft and slick against my erection I could feel myself already swelling to burst.
I pulled her into the stream of the water with me, pressing her hard against my body. I wanted to slip inside her again. Instead of letting me, she pushed back on my chest.
I looked down at her through my dripping hair wondering why she stopped me. She had a wicked smile on her lips. She pushed away from me just enough to come before me on her knees.
Julie took the length of my shaft in her mouth in one fluid motion. I signed her name. Her mouth was so warm and wet.
She teased the tip of my shaft with her tongue licking up the small bead of cum already dripping out. I dug my hands into her wet locks urging her to take all of me again.
She did so, wrapping her hands around my ass and digging her nails deep into my flesh. I rocked hard against her mouth as she opened her throat and took me all the way to the hilt.
Each time she would scrape her teeth along my shaft and then plunge it deep into her mouth again.
“Fuck, Jules!” I moaned. “Baby I’m going to cum,” I told her.
I pushed away from her wanting to cum inside her hot folds instead. Her grip tighter on my ass however and she took my shaft deep into her throat. I reached forward and steadied myself against the tile wall as I pulsed my warm juice into her mouth.
Julie waited till I was done and then swallowed it down. Looking down at her hungry eyes made me want to lock her in my room and fuck her till she begged me to stop.
She stood up, and I tilted her head to take her mouth with mine. I could still taste my salty flavor on her tongue. It made me want her even more.
“I should probably go,” she said reaching behind me and turning the water off.
She gave me a wicked grin and gave a soft tug on my beard.
“I think I’ve decided that I do like this,” she said before turning to
slip out of the shower.
Twenty minutes later she was dressed in my old Navy sweatpants and PT shirt. She leaned over my car to give me a final kiss before slipping out and up to her own apartment.
I tilted her chin to stop her before our lips met. She looked at me surprised.
“Can I come by tonight?” I asked.
She smiled and gave me a quick peck and ducking out of the car.
She leaned over the open door, “You should probably pack a bag then.”
With that, she shut the door, and I enjoyed the view of her walking away in my clothes.
Chapter Thirteen
I did my best to tiptoe up the stairs as gingerly as possible. I carried my heels in one hand and my gold dress in the other.
I did my best to slowly unlock the door hoping it wouldn’t wake anyone up. Tiptoeing, I turned and shut the door.
“Well good morning sunshine,” Savannah’s voice called from the kitchen.
I huffed in defeat. All that attempt at being stealthy and I was still caught red-handed in my walk of shame.
“Coffee?” she asked holding a mug out my way. “I just made it.”
“Yes please,” I said setting my skirt and shoes on the floor.
We both came to sat at the small table and sipped our own cups for a few minutes.
“Everything good with Em last night?” I finally asked hoping to avoid the third degree.
“She was an angel like always. She went to bed kind of early though. Still had that cough.”
“I probably should go check on her,” I said starting to get up.
“Wo, wo wo, wait a minute. You're not going anywhere until you tell me every detail from last night.”
“Every detail?” I said with a raised brow.
“Oh, yeah. Every single dirty one.”
“You perv,” I teased back at her.
“Hey when you don’t get any action, you’ll take what ever you can get. That includes living vicariously through your best friend.”
If she thought throwing out the best friend fact was going to make me tell her how Hawk had fucked my brains out and then did it again, she had another thing coming.
“I’m still not gonna tell you,” I said.
“Fine,” Savannah said with a roll of her blue eyes. She pushed her long straight blonde hair back from her shoulders in an irritated gesture. “But you did at least, you know.”
“I did stay the night didn’t I?”
“And came home in clothes that don’t belong to you,” she added with a tip of her cup before taking a drink.
“So you think things might start to be coming back between you two?”
“Well, there was defiantly one thing that came back pretty easily between us.”
“Like riding a bike,” Savannah said with a wink.
“Yeah, something like that. It was nice to talk with Hawk too.”
“Talk about what?” Savannah asked knowing that, as the best friend, she was defiantly entitled to these details.
I told her all that we talked about over dinner and most of what he said me back at his place. I kept the story about his injury vague, however. I could tell from the way he told me last night, that it was still something very personal and hard for him to talk about.
“Wow,” Savannah said when I was done. She looked at me over her now empty mug deciding if she wanted to ask what was on her mind. “Do you think you will tell Em now?”
I gave a long sigh.
“Yeah, I mean, I think so. I don’t know. Things are happening really fast. I just need a second to process it all before I do something as irreversible as that.”
“I know you still love him,” Savannah said. “You never stopped. You may have had your heart broken, but it has always belonged to Hawk. I get being scared, but you have to admit to yourself that you still love him. And that, no matter what he did in the past, he deserves to be Emma’s father now.”
I thought about Savannah’s words as I hugged her and sent her out the door and back to her own place. I was grateful to have such a good friend like her. Not only Savannah always there for me when I needed her, but she also never shied away from telling me the truth. Even if I didn’t want to hear it.
She was right. I did love Hawk. Really, I always had. Even when he left. My hurt never took away how much I loved and needed him. I knew deep in my heart that there would never be another for me.
It was a terrifying realization to come to. It meant fully opening myself up again and risking being hurt a second time. I had to put my trust in Hawks words though. I knew he was sincere in wanting to always be there for Em. I had to trust his words that he would always be here for me too.
I heard some restless coughing from down the hall and figured that Emma must be waking up. My mind turned to her as I turned to the sound of her little feet coming down the hall.
She was coughing pretty bad, and her eyes looked sunken like she hadn’t slept at all. I immediately came to her side.
Her whole body was burning up with fever. Even worse she looked almost lethargic and seemed to struggle to breathe.
“Emma, honey?”
She looked up at me, “Mommy, I don’t feel good,” is all she said.
I picked her up and carried her over to the couch. My heart was pumping, and I was filling with fear.
I grabbed my cell out of my purse still in a pile with my dress and shoes and called Hawk.
“Miss me already,” his voice said from the other end of the line.
“Hawk, its Emma,” was all I could say.
I was struggling to keep my emotions in check. I didn’t want to scare her. At the same time, I was afraid myself.
“What’s wrong?” Hawk demanded suddenly alert and severe.
“She has this horrible cough that kept getting worse, and her fever is back like crazy high. It’s almost like she is wheezing when she breathes.”
“I’m coming right now,” I heard him say as a door shut in the background. “Put a cold washcloth on her head and if you got a humidifier get that going.”
I sat by Em’s side, my cold cloth to the back of her neck while she leaned over the little room oil diffuser. It was the closest thing I had to a humidifier.
Hawk didn’t even knock, but instead just burst through the door. He was still wearing the shorts and t-shirt he had dropped me off in and in his hand was a medical bag.
He walked over to the couch without a word and opened up the bag. In an instant, I felt all my fears rush away. Hawk was here now, and he would make sure that Emma was okay.
Chapter Fourteen
The ten minutes it took me to get from townhouse to Julie’s apartment took way too long. I was doing my best to keep my cool for both my girl's sake, but on the inside, I was panicking.
It only took one look at Emma to know that Julie’s concerns were serious. She was much paler than the last time I saw her, and it was easy to see that she was wheezing with each breath she took.
“Hey, Emma,” I said as I knelt down at the side of the couch where she lay. “I’m going to listen to your lungs, okay honey?”
I pulled out my stethoscope and gave a listen. It only verified what I suspected. The severe cold had caused a build up in her lungs. I finished my exam and took her temperature. My brow creased with worry when I read the reading, 104.3.
I told myself that most cases of pneumonia were not life-threatening. My logical brain even reminded me that Emma’s case was probably caught as early as possible.
The irrational part of my mind, however, was screaming that my baby girl was sick and in need of treatment. It took all my strength to push the irrational aside and keep a level head for them both.
“Jules, why don’t you go get change. I’ll stay with Emma.”
“What’s wrong?” Julie asked in a panicked voice.
“Everything will be fine. It sounds like Emma’s cold has traveled down to her lungs.”
“What does that mean?”
“Pneumo
nia most likely. It’s not serious though,” I said resting my hand on her arm. “You caught it very early. The high fever tells me she may be very dehydrated. We need to get her to the hospital so that we can get some fluid in her.”
“Okay,” Julie said looking back at our little girl. The fear was etched all over her face.
“It’s going to be okay, Jules,” I did my best to reassure her. “Go get changed, and I’ll drive you both to the hospital. I’ll make sure she is seen right away.”
Julie nodded and disappeared down the hall. I turned back to Emma who was looking up at me lethargically.
“We are going to go for a ride to the hospital, okay?” I said down to her as I wiped a stray lock off her face. “Do you want to pick a toy to bring with you?”
I didn’t have a ton of experience treating kids, but I did know that a little thing like a favorite toy might make the whole ordeal a little less scary.
Emma lifted up her hand with her pink bear in it.
“Mrs. Bear,” she said softly.
“Is that her name?”
Emma nodded slowly.
Julie came back out into the living room. She was wearing another pair of leggings a t-shirt, and her hair was thrown up in a messy bun.
“Is it okay if I carry you?” I asked Emma.
My arms itched to pick her up and hold her to me as if that would keep her safe and healthy. I realized that to her, however, I was just a doctor that she had seen a few times.
Even with our little interaction she still reached her hands out to me. I scooped her little body up into my arms and carried her out the door with Julie on my heels.
“Take my car,” Julie said pointing to a little SUV in the parking lot. “It has her car seat in it.”
I set Emma in her set and stepped back to let Julie buckle her in. Julie passed me the keys and moved around to sit next to Emma in the back seat. I could see she was still beside herself.
The sooner I got Emma to the hospital the better. We speed along the streets and freeways in silence. Only the sound of Emma’s occasional cough penetrated my concentration on the road. With every cough, I looked back in the rearview mirror and then increased my speed.
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