by Blythe Reid
His cock pressed against my jeans, hard and bare as I moaned. I wanted him so badly, but he told me to wait for him, even as my jeans pressed against my clit.
“Are you my little virgin? Are you going to be Daddy’s little slut?”
“Yes,” I murmured against him, weak with desire as he pushed harder.
I would do anything for this man. My sexual desire was so strong that I felt like I was losing myself. It all started the first time that I saw him when we were both younger. And that kiss between us last year started a slow burn inside of my body.
Trace kissed me painfully again before pulling away and staring into my eyes. “I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me. I can’t wait to make you come.” He thrust his hips against me harder and I whimpered as I felt the beginnings of an orgasm. “I want you to go fix yourself in the bathroom and go back to work. I want you to think about me as I watch you, wanting you. I want you in so many ways, Embry. I’m going to have you, but not tonight.”
We shared a few more long kisses before he fixed his clothes and left the closet, leaving me alone. I was shaking as I ran my hands through my hair. How was I supposed to work after this? I barely knew my own name.
Reality slowly set in, and I made my way to the restroom, cleaning myself up with cool water and a paper towel. I looked flushed, but I could manage to finish my shift. I had the attack out there to fall back on, even though I was long over it now.
Trace was going to fix everything. I headed back out to the bar, flooded with questions about how I was doing. I felt Trace watching me the entire time until he left with friends, winking at me before he walked out of the front door.
5
Trace
I woke up the next day to get Ben to school, having the rest of the day free. Mom was out to lunch with friends, and I decided that I’d work out in my gym and shower before running some errands.
I ran a few miles on the treadmill as I played back the night before, still seeing my cock buried in Embry’s mouth. I saw the shock in her eyes at the moment she took me, and the lust that soon took over as she sucked me further into her mouth. She was so strong with other men, turning them down with every proposition, but it was my cock that was going to feel her wrapped around it.
Embry was mine.
I finished the run and headed upstairs to shower, consumed with desire for Embry as I stripped. I grasped my erection after turning on the water and stroked it slow and hard. I imagined her naked before me, glistening with need. I closed my eyes and jerked harder. I felt myself in her mouth again as I kept moving my hand, seeing her blue eyes turned up to look at me as I filled her.
Fuck me. I wanted this woman badly, worse than any other before her. I wanted to be her first and her last. I cried out as I shot all over the blue tile of my shower, dropping my head back as I took deep breaths of the hot air around me.
My thighs ached with the release, and I stepped under the water to bring myself back to reality, thinking about getting Embry here in my bed as soon as possible. I wanted to move slowly with her, but I only had a matter of days to spend with her, and I couldn’t wait. I needed to own all of her before I left for another trip overseas.
I dressed in some shorts and a close-fitting t-shirt, intending to go to the commissary to stock up on groceries for Mom, something I did every time I was home. She was taking care of my son, and I’d seen how much that kid was eating last night at dinner. He took after me. I tucked my wallet into my pocket before picking up the keys to my beloved Jeep.
I pulled into the base and looked across the lot to the bar as an idea hit me. Embry might be there getting ready for the day, and I wanted to see her again. I pulled in to see just a few cars there and realized that they weren’t open yet. But I noted the delivery trucks parked around the building. Someone was there, and Embry was a devoted granddaughter to Joe, so my bet was on her being here.
I walked up to look through the window, seeing her talking to someone at the bar as I took her in. There was a large staff working around her, and I grinned as I pushed the door open and walked inside.
“Trace?” Embry asked. She set down the clipboard and walked forward. She tossed her braids over her shoulder and blushed as she walked over.
“Morning. I know that you’re closed, but I was hoping to take you out to lunch today after I hit up the commissary.” I smiled crookedly, watching her weaken before me.
“Well, I did get here early, and the manager is here. Molly could handle the deliveries, and Harper will be getting here in about half an hour. I could take off for a while.” Embry smiled at me and her eyes darkened as she gazed at me. “Molly? I am going to grab a bite to eat. Do you mind handling things?” The blonde agreed and Embry assured her that Harper would be there soon, since she was working at the bar now that she’d graduated.
We walked out into the sunshine, and I led her to my Jeep, opening the door for her. “What do you need to get at the store?” Embry asked me as I started the engine to continue to the large store.
“My mom watches my son Ben when I’m away. I want to stock her up with groceries, since he’s eating a ton these days.” I smiled at the mention of my small family as she looked at me.
“How old is he?”
“Just turned twelve. He’s taking after me with his appetite and love for sports.” I pulled into a parking space and glanced at her. Something flashed through her eyes as Embry shook her head, and I hopped out to open her door. “What’s that look for?”
“Nothing. I mean, he’s not that much younger than I am, but you’re leaving anyway. This is just for fun.”
She shook her head, and we walked inside. I grabbed a cart to fill up with groceries. She had no idea that I was thinking more long-term than just a fling. I filled the cart with all of Ben’s favorites and a few things that I wanted Mom to make for me, laughing with Embry as we talked about various things we saw in the store. In addition to being sexy and still innocent, Embry was funny and kind. I saw her drop her smart-ass facade a little with me throughout the time that we spent there, falling a little harder for her as I got to know her.
We left, grabbing some lunch at a local Thai place, before I drove to my house off base. “Are you taking me back to the bar?” Embry asked as she looked at me, leaning back in the seat with a smile.
“No, I’m not. I need to spend some more time with you,” I told her firmly as she chuckled and reached for her phone.
6
Embry
Trace pulled into a long driveway that led to a sprawling ranch home, and I looked it over curiously. It was a nice home, and I glanced at him as I nibbled my lip. “Do you live here alone with Ben?”
“Yep. I bought this when it was just him and I, wanting a fresh start. Mom lives in the same neighborhood, though, just a few blocks over. It makes it easy for everybody.” Trace led me inside, and I looked at his body for what felt like the millionth time today, smiling as he led me to the kitchen. “I am going to take most of this over to her later, but I wanted some time alone with you.”
He oozed confidence and sex, and the way we got along today made me feel dizzy for a moment. I knew that I was in much deeper than I should be, given his career as a SEAL, but I couldn’t help myself. My crush on Trace had only grown since seeing him again after that kiss near the bar. We flirted the entire time we were at the store as well. There was no denying the intense attraction that was still between us, something that took my breath away.
Once the groceries were put away, Trace pressed me back against the kitchen counter to kiss me. He’d given me soft pecks while we were out, no doubt starting a lot of talk, but it got me all kinds of turned on, wondering what was in store for us next. I was about to find out.
His mouth parted my lips, and his tongue slid slowly inside as I wrapped my arms around his neck, straining to be closer to his hot body.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Em,” Trace told me as he released the button on my stretch jeans, pushing them and
my panties down to the floor.
I blushed, realizing that there were a lot of windows surrounding us. Trace seemed to read my thoughts, and he whispered that the house was private as he lifted me up and sat me on the counter. I was bare, and he parted my legs wide and slid a hand over my folds slowly.
Oh, fuck.
His finger found my swollen clit, and he stroked it, making me drop my head back with a groan. I was still turned on from last night. I’d never admit that I got myself off more than once last night. As good as it had felt, it wasn’t anywhere as good as this.
I stared at Trace as he went to get a chair, leaving me alone for a moment. He faced the chair forward and sat down on it before stroking my inner thighs with his thumbs. Trace breathed on my pussy gently. I shivered, and he stared into my eyes.
“Do you want to come?” he asked, his voice a low, sexy baritone.
“Yes,” I breathed.
He thumbed my nub for a moment, staring at my bare pussy spread out before him.
“I’ll tell you when, Embry. Hold it until I do.”
Trace leaned forward and licked me, slow and firm. He clutched my legs to keep them apart. I was jerking before him, and he circled my clit slowly. I cried out and slipped one hand into his cropped hair.
He felt so good. He tasted and teased me, using his thick, talented tongue and brushes of his fingers. I felt myself edging close to an explosive release, but Trace pulled away, kissing my soft inner thigh. I begged him to keep going. He was such a fucking tease, and I needed to feel my body explode around him soon. I needed as much of him as I could get before he was gone again. Trace pressed his face into me again, licking me as I shivered.
Trace slipped one hand under my shirt to cup a breast through my lace bra. His other one drifted between my legs. He slipped a thick finger inside of me, and I wondered for a moment if everything was big on this man.
Trace curled his finger, brushing something deep inside of me that made me move against him. He sucked my clit between his teeth.
“I’m so close,” I moaned. “Please, Trace. Please. I need you.”
“Let it go for me, Embry,” Trace urged me as he brushed his finger against the same place again with another pass.
I felt my body explode from the inside as I came. Wetness gushed from my pussy and dripped down the curve of my ass onto the counter.
I’d read about these kinds of orgasms in books, but I never expected one in real life with or without sex.
I dropped back, laying on the counter as I breathed in. Trace moved slowly out of me, the pressure making my pussy ache as I watched him lick his finger slowly. “Your sweet cunt is so tight, Embry. I can’t wait to feel it around my cock.”
I groaned in agreement, unable to form words at this point. He gave me a few minutes to recover, and just as I was sitting up, we both heard a door open in another part of the house.
Trace’s eyes widened, and he pulled me down from the counter. He handed me my jeans and pointed down a hallway, mouthing his son’s name and then what looked like something about a bathroom. I grabbed my pants and underwear and hurried away from the kitchen. Shame and embarrassment filled me.
Shit. Fuck. Hell.
We were almost caught by his son. I blushed as I thought about what happened in that kitchen. I checked one of the doors, finding a small bathroom. I locked the door and leaned against the sink, breathing in deeply. That was incredible, and I played back the orgasm through my head before I looked in the mirror. I was flushed, and my eyes were a bright blue. I smiled slowly.
I wondered what was going to happen next as I ran wet hands over my hair, trying to tame the curls. I could be stuck in here until his son went to sleep for the night, and I dropped onto the toilet seat with a sigh.
7
Trace
I adjusted myself in my jeans as Ben walked into the kitchen, smiling as he gave me a tight hug. “Hi, Dad.”
“How was school, buddy?” I asked as I returned it, realizing how much I missed him.
“It was great. What’s for dinner?” He went to get a drink from the fridge, giving me time to go wash my hands. I hoped that he couldn’t smell the sex in this room as I grabbed a paper towel to dampen it and wipe down the counter where Embry had just had the most beautiful orgasm that I’d ever seen.
“I went shopping today. How does some spaghetti and meatballs sound with some garlic bread tonight?” I thought of Embry in the bathroom with a small smile. Fuck it. We could all make dinner together. I thought about how long it had been since he’d felt that kind of connection in this house. It would make for a nice change.
“Great,” he replied as he checked his phone for a second.
“I have a friend here. She’s in the bathroom right now, but we can all cook together. How does that sound?”
Ben looked up at me, curiosity in his brown eyes. “Who is it?” he asked.
I went to toss the paper towel into the trash can. “She’s a friend from the base. How about you get some sauce going on the stove for me, and I’ll get her to help me with the meat?” Ben nodded.
I left the kitchen and slipped my hand over my throbbing cock as I walked down the hallway to get Embry. Jesus, I wanted to fuck her so bad. I tapped on the door, and she opened it slowly, peering out at me. “Want to help with dinner? Do you work tonight?”
“I don’t,” she said. “I was just helping with the deliveries today.” Her nose wrinkled at me adorably as I kissed it. “Are you sure? Will he mind?”
“Ben? No, not at all. It’ll be fun. We’re like professional chefs here.”
Embry laughed and tossed her hair over her shoulders. “Sure, you are,” she replied as she stepped closer to me.
I leaned in to kiss her, longing to close the door and finish what we started out there. She moaned and stroked me over my jeans as I tensed, her lips gentle against mine. “Are you going to be okay?” she asked.
I lowered my jeans quickly, closing the door as she dropped to her knees to relieve me of some of the pressure. It was quick, and soon, I was cleaning up. She laughed and waited in the hallway for me.
I never dated in the past six years, not to the point that Ben met any other women. This was kind of a big deal, but he was twelve, and I liked Embry. I thought that he might as well.
I led her down the hallway into the kitchen, where Ben was pouring some tomato sauce into a big pot. “Ben, this is Embry. She works on the base. Embry, this is my son, Ben.”
I watched as they shook hands and sized each other up for a moment. He was as tall as she was already, but I was six foot five and knew that Ben was going to take after me. I pulled the meat from the fridge and mixed it in a bowl before I added some of the ingredients to make one of his favorite dinners.
Ben got to talking about school, and they had a lot of similar interests. Embry knew a lot of the games and music that he liked. I watched them bond, feeling like an old man as they talked and laughed. I was considerably older than Embry was, but I didn’t give a shit. I wanted this girl, and as we sat down to eat, I took her in as she advised my son about something going on with a friend at school.
Embry could be good for both of us. I caught her eyes throughout the evening when Ben was distracted, making sure she knew what I wanted to do to her later with just a few looks. The attraction between us was undeniable, and she blushed as she met my gaze and twirled some noodles on her fork. Even though I’d done a few things to her, both here and at the bar, Embry was still innocent. She was beautiful with her clean face and messy, braided hair that reminded me of her age.
Ben took her into the living room to show her his newest game. I grabbed a beer, taking them in for a moment. With Embry in my life, I could provide something real for Ben again. His mother was never this good with him, and I realized that she never wanted a kid at all. Granted, it was a surprise for me as well, but I rolled with it while she just drifted further away.
They talked until I told him to take a shower before bed. I sat
on the couch with her as he headed up the stairs. I slipped an arm over her shoulders and leaned over to tell her how much she turned me on, making Embry laugh. I told her that Ben would be in bed in about an hour, if she wanted to stay over for a while.
Embry agreed. I kissed her neck gently, teasing her all over again as I whispered what I wanted to do to her. I was losing all control with this woman, and even though it scared me, it also made me want a future with her. It made me want to live again.
8
Embry
Once Ben told us good night, Trace kissed me deeply while we sat on the couch. He slipped a hand down my shirt as I shivered, overwhelmed with need. His fingers cupped me, stroking my nipple with his thumb as our tongues danced together. “I want to make you purr, kitten. I want to work that pussy so I can get my cock inside of you.”
“Is he in bed?” I asked as I glanced toward the staircase.
“Yeah. We won’t see him any more tonight. He’s a good kid and leaves me be. Plus, I’m sure that he’s chatting with one of those friends that you were talking about. You two got on well.” His eyes locked with mine.
“We’re not that far apart in age,” I said. “Do you think that bothers him?”
Trace shook his head. “Quite the opposite. He liked you, and he’s never met anyone that I was dating before this.” He frowned. “I haven’t gotten close to a woman since his mom left.”
“When was that?” I asked as I scooted closer, pressing a kiss to his chin.
“Six years ago. I caught her with someone else and tossed her to the curb with her boyfriend. We never looked back, and he seems to understand that she wasn’t right for us.” I gave him a look of sorrow, and he shook his head, kissing me hungrily. “She never did for me what you do, baby.”