by Emily Snow
Chapter Three
Xander
I dove head first between my girl’s legs, gripping her thighs and placing my hands under her ass. Her taste exploded on my tongue as she screamed out. I couldn’t do gentle. No, I couldn’t do anything but suck, nibble, and lick in rapid successions. Knowing I’d come as soon as I was inside her, I needed to get her off just once before I plowed deep.
Her legs trembled in my hands as her moans filled the room. Damn, I loved that, had missed it. Those sounds helped me jack off more nights than I cared to remember. I loved serving my country yet fucking hated being away from Gabby.
Gabby’s hips bucked violently as a cry tore from her lips, her pussy clenching as she rode out her orgasm. Yep, I’d missed this fucking shit.
I rose and impaled myself into her hot heat while she squirmed under me, adjusting. I trusted my girl, just as she trusted me. I’d seen many men fall off and take a woman here or there. Not me. My dick stayed in my pants or my hand. I wasn’t saying I hadn’t been fucking tempted, because several occasions I was. A lot. More than I would ever tell Gabby. But no way in fuck I’d do that to her.
We’d given each other our word, and my word was and always would be my bond. After seeing the way my mother went from man to man, I admitted I was apprehensive at first, but Gabby had proved to be nothing like my mother. I knew it the moment I met her. That was what attracted me to her.
Her warm heat surrounded me, still pulsing from her orgasm, putting a strangle hold on my cock.
“Baby, I’m not going to last.”
She smiled up at me. “Do it, X.” Fuck, I’d missed her calling me that, too.
I listened, planting myself as deep as possible and holding myself there for a beat while she surrounded me. Then I let it all go, my hips moving to their own drum. It built, and my balls drew up. A few more thrusts, and I came inside of my girl.
I opened my eyes to see my woman focused on me. Those beautiful, deep chocolate eyes sucked me in.
“Fucking love you, babe,” I said, staring down at her.
“Love you, too.” When a tear rolled down the side of her face, I swiped it with my thumb.
“No more tears, baby. I’m here.”
More tears rolled. “It’s been too long. I can’t do that again, Xander. Please don’t make me do that again.”
“I’m out, babe. Not going back.” I had mixed feelings on it. On one hand, I didn’t want to be medically discharged, but on the other, I was done and needed to be with Gabby. She would always be my rock.
She brought her arms around me and pulled me to her body, wrapping her legs around me. “Thank God.”
I lay there, smashing Gabby into the bed. Nope, I wasn’t going anywhere.
I rolled to my side, still lodged inside my girl as I pulled her with me, her arms not leaving my body. She’d told me in letters and email about her time since I’d been deployed. She hadn’t had it easy with going to school and working. I was so fucking proud of her for pulling it all together. She was stronger than she thought, and I admired that.
I never knew missing someone would cut so much. Phone calls and emails just didn’t do it. I’d known it would be hard, but to actually experience it first hand was something I could go another lifetime without. Not seeing Gabby every day, not being able to touch her wasn’t something I’d ever put her or myself through again. I couldn’t.
Gabby wiggled, and my cock stirred to life.
“Keep that up, and I’m going to fuck you again.”
She smiled up at me wickedly. “Oh, yeah?”
I pressed my half-erect cock farther into her tight channel. “Fuck yeah.”
She kissed me, and I took everything she gave. I loved how fierce she was for me, how she always craved me. Even before I left, our sex life had been fantastic. I mean, what man wouldn’t love getting it regularly whenever he wanted with no complaints? Not any man I knew.
She pulled away. “I need to clean up.”
I gave her a quick peck. “Yeah. You’re still on birth control, right?”
Her devilish smirk stirred my dick. “Yeah, babe. We’re not ready for kids yet.”
She lifted herself off me, and I watched her sexy-as-fuck ass walk toward a door. The light flicked on, and I could see it was the bathroom. Nice.
Gabby emailed me pictures of this place, but I didn’t have a lot of time to look at them. Fuck, while overseas, I hadn’t had time for shit except staying alive and keeping my men alive.
Looking at pictures of a house I might never see in person hadn’t been top on the list; telling her I was alive and that I loved her was. Priorities were one of the main things I’d learned as a Marine. Sure, I got it from my brother, too, but in the Corps, it was drilled into you. It became your survival.
Gabby was my top priority now. Now and forever.
She strode back in, her tits jiggling with each step as her hips swayed from side to side. Fuck, she was sexy. She carried a wet wash cloth.
“You gonna clean me up?” I asked.
She knelt on the bed, crawling toward me. Damn, even that one little movement was sexy as hell. “Yeah, baby. Lie back.”
I rolled to my back as she straddled my thighs. The warm cloth touched my cock as she glided it up and down. She said she was cleaning me, but she was really just pumping me. My half-erect cock wasn’t half anymore.
She took over with her hand as she wiped around my groin with the cloth. I placed my hands behind my head, letting her work. I fucking loved this shit.
She jacked me as she cleaned then tossed the rag across the room, and it made a splat noise in the distance. She never stopped moving her hand as she positioned herself between my thighs. She cast her eyes on me as she engulfed my dick in her mouth. It jumped from her heat.
“Oh, baby, that’s so fucking good.” I moved my hands to her hair, threading them through her soft tresses then pulled. “Take all of me,” I demanded, giving her head a push.
She pulled, resisting, but not for long. My cock touched the back of her throat, and as much as I wanted to stay there, at her gag, I pulled out, giving her air.
“Fuck yes, baby,” I groaned out as she licked the head, circling it then gliding her tongue along the slit.
She pulled away, her eyes turned fiery hot. “I missed your cock.”
“Oh, I get it. Missed my cock, not me,” I teased.
Gabby’s face turned serious. “I missed every damn thing about you, Xander. Never believe I didn’t.”
“Oh, baby, I’m just playin’. I know you did. I missed you like hell every damn minute.” To that, I got a smile and my dick back down Gabby’s throat. Words escaped me as she sucked hard, her cheeks going in at the sides. Fuck yeah.
Removing my hands from her hair, I lay back, enjoying the view and the feeling of my woman finally giving me head. It was so damn much better than my spit-covered hand.
She played with my balls, rolling them with her hands, then pressed on my taint. Fire erupted up my spine, and my balls drew up.
“I’m coming,” I said on a gasp as I blew in her mouth, and Gabby sucked hard, wringing every last drop from my body.
I heaved in deep breaths, Gabby seeming to have taken those with my come. She licked me clean, not one drop of my seed escaping her lips. Fuck yes.
She then kissed the head before crawling up beside me. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her securely to me.
We lay there, calm, sated, and fell fast asleep.
Chapter Four
Gabriella
Music pumped through the speakers while women and men danced on a makeshift dance floor. We’d come to the clubhouse at Vipers Creed just as Stiff had asked. He’d called earlier in the day, making sure Xander was coming.
I didn’t think Stiff cared much if I came or not, but Xander wouldn’t come unless I did. We’d come to the clubhouse a couple of times before he’d left for the Marines, and I hadn’t minded it. What I did mind were the women who’d tried to hit on my man, a
nd they were plentiful.
Everywhere we’d turned, there were women barely dressed, ready to get down on their knees for Xander. This time was no different.
Even going to the bathroom was a challenge, because when I came back, a woman was close to him, trying to get his attention. While my guy didn’t take to the advances, I didn’t like it. It pissed me off beyond what was reasonable. I had enough gumption to rip her stringy ass hair out of her head and knee her in the nose.
I trusted Xander more than anyone in my life. I knew he wouldn’t go for it, but I still didn’t like women around him. And I knew I wasn’t thinking rationally, but I’d just gotten him home. I didn’t need some skank throwing herself at him.
As we sat by the bar, Xander and his brother laughed and joked, reminding me of times before Xander left, when life was so different.
After graduating high school, Xander and I moved in together in a small apartment. It wasn’t much, but we loved the place. It was where we made some of the toughest decisions of our lives. And it was ours.
When Xander made the decision to go into the Marines, I was proud yet scared to death. I stayed scared through basic, through deployment, through him getting shot … until I had him in my arms. After our years, I just now felt a little of the pressure leave, though it was still there. Someone couldn’t feel that fear for years and then just have it vanish in a flash.
Having him beside me made it better.
“Hey” A very pretty brunette sat next to me. She had on tight jeans with tears in them and a black Harley V-neck shirt. She was beautiful but didn’t look or come across like the other woman who were vying for Xander’s attention.
“Hi.” Unease crept across my skin like little spiders.
“I’m Trix. The guys call me Trixie. I’m Spook’s ol’ lady.”
My eyes alit. Spook was the president of the Vipers Creed, and the last time I’d been here, he hadn’t had a girl. He sure picked a pretty one.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Gabriella, but most people call me Gabby.”
She smiled wide. “Spook told me about Xander. Glad to have him home?”
I returned her smile, happy. “Yes, so very happy to have him home.”
Trix narrowed her eyes toward beside me, and I turned. Another woman, this time a short-haired brunette with blonde streaks and a rack that was totally bought, came up to Xander’s side. The opposite side of where I was sitting. Dammit.
“No,” I barked out, and Xander jumped next to me, his eyes swinging from me to the woman next to him then back. My eyes stayed on the woman, glaring. I was over this shit. “He’s taken,” I said as Xander put his hand over mine on the table and gave me a squeeze.
“Babe,” he said, drawing my attention away from the woman.
“Yeah?”
“All good, baby.” He leaned into my ear. “The only girl on my cock tonight is you.”
My blood warmed—not from anger, but from lust. Hell yes, I would be.
“Damn, man, don’t remember Gabby being so feisty,” Stiff stated, taking a pull from his beer, laughter in his voice.
Xander squeezed my hand. “Some things have changed a bit.”
Damn right. I wasn’t the awkward teen with two dead parents anymore. Well, I still had the dead parents, but after having Xander gone and needing to rely on myself to get things done, I’d grown up. I just hoped I hadn’t grown into a person Xander no longer wanted.
I had to admit it was a huge fear of mine. He’d been gone a long damn time. What if we didn’t fit anymore? Sex, of course, was off the charts. He took me twice more during the night. It had always been explosive, but in life, I just hoped we would be able to make everything work. I loved him and would do anything to make it so.
“Sounds like Gabby and my Trixie will get along just fine.” Spook, a very handsome man with dark hair and killer looks, sat next to Trixie. “My girl here has a fire. Gotta love the women with it.”
Xander released my hand and draped his arm around my back, pulling me into his strong body. Just this simple little touch that many took for granted every day filled my heart with so much joy. I would never get tired of this. Ever.
I leaned my head into him.
“Let’s not let them get too close. They’re liable to start an uproar,” Stiff said as Xander squeezed me.
Looking over at Trix, I saw a wide grin spread across her face. Involuntarily, I did the same.
“So, little brother, whatcha gonna do now that you’re out?” Stiff asked, and I felt Xander stiffen.
We hadn’t talked about this—the what to do after your back stuff. We were in such a frenzy with him shot, recovery, rehab, and him coming home that we hadn’t discussed it. Now it loomed over us.
In a few days, I would go back to work, but what would Xander do? He wasn’t the type of man to sit around and do nothing. He’d always been an action man. Throughout school, he’d always had a job, always busy. I had no doubt he would do something, but what, I had no idea.
“No clue, brother. Right now, I’m gonna spend time with my woman. That’s all that matters.” He kissed the top of my hair, and warmth flowed through me.
Damn, I loved this man.
***
“Right there,” I gasped out as Xander worked my overstimulated pussy with his lips, tongue, and fingers.
He’d kept me on edge for what felt like hours, but maybe only thirty minutes. Xander’s stamina had come back in full force. With that, he’d decided to torture me every single time he got his hands on me over the last four days. And I loved every damn minute of it … except right now, when my body was ready to explode and he wouldn’t give me what I needed.
I arched my back and wiggled my hips, trying to get his tongue just a little higher. A beefy arm came across my hips, and I felt Xander shake with laughter, which I didn’t find the least bit funny at the moment.
“Dammit,” I growled, lifting my head to look down at him.
He lifted his eyes to mine, the side of his lip tipped as he continued his assault on me.
I lowered my hips to the soft bed, but the ache inside me grew.
Suddenly, suction came to my clit as Xander rubbed his fingers on that magic spot inside my core. I closed my eyes as lights spasmodically sparked behind my lids, my body arched, and everything around me was silenced as the orgasm overtook me.
Coming down, I wasn’t prepared for Xander to pick me up and fling me like I weighed nothing on top of him so I straddled his legs. He held my torso until I became steady.
“Ride me, baby,” he ordered as I bit my lip.
Damn, he looked so damn sexy lying on the bed, his eyes only for me, wanting me, craving me. I loved this man with everything I had inside of me.
I did as I was told, placing him inside me and falling down to his hips. He filled me, stretching me deliciously.
I had a vibrator I used while he was gone, but it was nothing like this. Nothing would ever be like this.
While I moved up and down, using my knees, he held my hips, digging into my flesh.
“Harder,” he called out.
I let everything loose, rocking up and down as fast as I could, getting the friction we needed.
“I’m gonna come,” I whispered as he joined his hips in the movements, sending me flying over the edge. Xander pumped four more times, seating himself inside me so damn far and then releasing into my body.
I fell onto him, my head on his chest, the rise and fall of his breaths mimicking mine. This was what I’d missed: this connection, this time. Yes, the sex was unbelievable; it always had been. But this right here, his arms wrapped around my body, him still inside of me after screwing my brains out … This was what I loved about my man.
Chapter Five
Xander
Gabby went to work today. I was so damn proud of her for going to school and getting her degree as a nurse. She worked at a local office and told me repeatedly that she loved it. I didn’t know how in the hell she survived me being gone,
her by herself, but she had.
Her parents died when she was in her teens, and she moved in with her grandmother. Her parents left her the money to go to school. She wanted to use the money for us to start our lives, but it was something I put my foot down on. She had always dreamed of becoming a nurse, and she had the means to do it. She was so damn smart and needed to use it. So, after several fights, I won. She went to school; I went off to the Marines.
Now, as I sat here on the couch, flipping through the television, I had to figure out what in the hell I was going to do with my life. I’d spent the last four years killing bad people, avoiding bombs, and protecting my team. Everything had changed now, and I wasn’t sure what I should do.
I had several options. I’d always been good with my hands. I could fix pretty much anything, and with my experience in the field, I was able to work on engines, as well. I could go to school when the semester started again, whenever the hell that was, but I had no idea what I wanted to do. Therefore, I sat and watched mindless television, none of which I remembered.
On show four, I felt so damn antsy I had to get up. I looked out the window, seeing the green yard. I hadn’t mowed in so damn long, so I went out to the garage and took my time in the yard, mowing, weeding, and watering some of Gabby’s plants. Well, I guessed they were my plants now, too.
Gabby had done a good job when picking this place out. The apartment we were in before was small, while this place had a huge yard and even felt like a home. She did the girly shit inside, but it wasn’t over the top; it was understated and relaxing.
Too bad I wasn’t meant for relaxing.
I’d only been out a week, but it seemed like longer. I had been riding the high of coming home, feeling the euphoria of having Gabby in my arms and seeing my brother. Today, everything crashed.
With Gabby gone and me alone, memories were hitting me from all angles. It was so fucking strange how life could go on while I’d been gone. I didn’t want to resent it, but in a way, I felt it like a punch to the gut. While I fought and tried not to get killed, everything here went on like I was vapor. I fucking hated that.