Minefield [Black Ops Brotherhood 5] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Bella Juarez

  “Do you cook?” Isabel asked.

  “Yes, angel, I do.”

  “My dad usually cooks for me. Are you a good cook?”

  “I haven’t died of food poisoning yet,” Alex answered.

  Isabel burst out laughing. She shook her head and looked toward the dancing lights on the dark water. She was suddenly very tired and wanted to go back to the hotel. They were due for a long day tomorrow. She stifled a yawn and thought about how good it would feel to go back to the hotel and curl up with Alex for the rest of the night.

  “Are you ready to go back, angel?” Alex asked.

  “We’re in for a really long day tomorrow.”

  “All right, Izzy. Let’s go,” Alex said, standing and extending his hand.

  When they arrived at the hotel, Isabel realized it wasn’t even nine o’clock yet. Alex opened the door to the room and she stepped inside, making a beeline to her room. She kicked off her heels and slipped Alex’s jacket from around her shoulders.

  “Alex! Come get your jacket,” Izzy called.

  “Can I come in without you getting in a huff about me being in your room?” Alex called back.

  Izzy smiled. “Yes, you can come in.”

  “Are you sure?” he asked, walking inside and picking up his jacket.

  Alex draped the jacket over the back of a chair in her room. She was taking off her earrings in front of the mirror. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. She glanced and started to feel weak as she caught his lustful stare in the mirror. He was able to communicate what he was thinking immediately. She tried not to let him affect her with just a glance, so she went back to her task, fighting the excitement that washed over her. Even though she couldn’t wait to feel his hands roaming over her body and making her crazy, she didn’t want to make it that damn easy for him.

  Alex’s hands ran slowly up and down the sides of her body. She looked up at him and met his eyes in the mirror once more. He found the zipper that ran down the left side of the dress and slowly slid it down. His sensual gaze had her captured through the mirror as his hands swept the shoulders of the dress away. It fell to the floor in a pool at her feet. He placed a kiss on her shoulder as he continued staring at her.

  “White lace makes your skin glow. You look incredibly sexy, angel,” Alex whispered in her ear. It was over and the battle with her pride was lost. His deep, melodic voice was hypnotizing and she was sucked in. There was no fighting, only complete surrender to the most exciting touches and kisses she’d ever imagined or known in her life.

  Isabel was wearing one of the sexy lingerie sets she’d bought in the boutique. It was the frilliest thing she’d purchased to date. It was white, and the lacy boy shorts and bra were incredibly sexy. Alex moved his hand slowly over her belly and around her lacy hips. His other hand moved up to her neck and his hand wrapped around her throat. He gently pushed her head back against his shoulder and kissed her cheek, still staring at her in the mirror. Alex moved his hands over her body at will and without hesitation. He caressed her skin slowly in the way that drove her insane every time he touched her. Isabel closed her eyes and moaned.

  “Open your eyes, angel. I want you to see what I see,” Alex said as he moved his hand over her lace-clad pussy.

  Alex reached behind her with his free hand and unfastened her bra. He slid the straps from her shoulders and Isabel watched it fall from her body. Through their reflection she watched his hand reach her breast and start slowly stroking her nipple with his thumb. It was almost more erotic to watch than to feel what his touch was doing to her, his other hand slid inside her panties to her pussy. Isabel shut her eyes again and leaned her head back as he found her clit and started his teasing.

  “Izzy, watch me. Look at how sexy you are,” Alex said, nibbling her ear. She didn’t want to look. It was uncomfortable to see herself so wanton and needy. “Open your eyes, angel. Watch me make you come.”

  “Alex, no…” Isabel started.

  “Open your eyes and look at me. You look so amazingly beautiful and erotic like this,” Alex coaxed.

  Isabel dragged her eyes open and avoided his eyes as well as her own. She would see just how out of control she was if she looked at herself. Instead she focused on his hands. Her legs were shaking from the sensation of his fingers rubbing her pussy. He tweaked her nipple and lightly bit her neck. He repeated his hot caresses as he kissed, licked, then lightly bit again. Isabel closed her eyes in delight.

  “Look at me, Isabel,” he demanded a little more firmly. To reiterate his demand he squeezed her nipple tighter, making it sting. Isabel’s eyes flew open and she tried to back away from the slight pain, but she had nowhere to go. He stroked it tenderly, taking away the twinge he’d caused her. “Don’t close your eyes. Look at me.”

  “Alex, please don’t—” Isabel pleaded, looking into his eyes through the mirror.

  Izzy shuddered as her pussy clenched in anticipation. Yes, it was extremely erotic and hot to watch his hands work her body and pussy, but it felt so humiliating to watch herself turn into his shameless plaything. She didn’t want to watch what he did to her because it was so unnerving that he could do it so easily. Alex must’ve known what she was thinking.

  “Trust me, angel. You’ll always be safe with me. I won’t let you get hurt,” Alex cooed, kissing her softy under her ear. “Relax, baby. Look at how sexy you are.”

  There it was, that soothing, sensual voice that she could never say no to. Isabel allowed herself to go liquid as she rested her head against Alex’s shoulder and gave in to his delightful ministrations. She watched her mouth fall open as she moaned. She saw her abdomen flex and cave in every time he ran his thumb over her nipples. She watched herself lift her arm and cradle his head as he lightly bit her jugular. She looked at Alex’s tongue lick away his little bite.

  Isabel watched his hands move inside her panties and saw herself shudder when the first indications of her impending release washed over her. She watched herself bite her lower lip and scream as she started to come. She tried to maintain the impossible task of keeping her eyes open as her hips twitched over Alex’s hand. She was climaxing and keeping her eyes open was no longer possible. She watched Alex’s big arm wrap around her midsection. She closed her eyes and fucked his hand as she screamed her release. Alex caught Izzy as her legs gave way when her blood pressure suddenly dropped at the incredible climax she was experiencing.

  * * * *

  Alex slid with Isabel down to the floor as he knelt and cradled her for a little while, allowing her to recover. He kissed her tenderly as she whimpered. Never in his life had a woman drawn this sort of sensitivity from him. He always saw to the aftercare of his submissives. But Izzy was different. He wanted to make sure she was all right and she delighted in what he did to her because Isabel’s feelings and comfort were his top priority. As much as he loved touching, teasing, and fucking her, he could get lost in his adoration of her by simply talking with her over dinner.

  Izzy was pulling him in deep and he would be in some real trouble if he didn’t guard himself or get her to agree to make a life with him. Alex felt the painful twinge of his hard cock as he knelt with her. He caressed her and whispered loving sentiments as her breathing returned to normal. He wasn’t done with her yet. He ran one of his wet fingers over her bottom lip. She opened her eyes and looked at him in slack-eyed surrender. Oh shit! I’m getting hurt with this one.

  “Taste yourself, angel,” he whispered as he traced her bottom lip.

  Isabel licked her bottom lip and opened her mouth to accept his finger. He watched as she gave in unconsciously and started sucking his finger hungrily. He loved watching her transform from unwilling and shy to hungry and eager. She was ready to continue and he could barely contain his own sensuous needs. Alex pulled his finger from her mouth.

  “We’re doing something different,” he said as he stood. Isabel looked up at him and Alex reached under her chin and cupped her face. “It’s my turn, angel.�
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  Alex traced his finger over her cheek. He helped Isabel into a kneeling position and lifted her chin, focusing her stare to him.

  “You’re learning something new, baby,” he said softly.

  Alex saw a flicker of understanding cross her face and waited to see if she would back away. Izzy reached and unbuckled his belt then unfastened his pants. Slowly she pulled the zipper down. She tugged slightly and pulled down his slacks. His cock sprung out, eagerly meeting her. She picked up his shirt and kissed a scar above his hip where an errant piece of shrapnel had managed to lodge itself and looked up at him when she was ready. He almost came just with the picture of willingness that she was presenting. He never dreamed he’d have her on her knees in front of him, looking up at him like this. She could be so passionate at times and then switch to being downright impossible.

  “All right, angel. Do I need to tell you what to do next?” Alex asked.

  Isabel wrapped her hand around his cock and moved up and down his shaft. Alex inhaled and threw back his head because she was working his cock so it was throbbing with every stroke. Alex unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it behind him. She moved closer as she brushed her cheek across his cock and looked up at him.

  “Now suck, angel,” Alex commanded softly.

  Alex twitched as if he’d been shocked with electricity when Izzy’s tongue slowly licked the head of his cock. She took her time, moving her tongue all the way down and back up again. He shook slightly as she moved her fingers across his testicles. She knew what kind of nerve endings ran all over the areas she was working and played them, making him insane with the waiting. Izzy moved her tongue around the head of his cock again and looked up at him. Alex tangled her hair in his hand, pulled her head back, and directed her focus up to him.

  “Suck it. Deep and slow,” he commanded more firmly this time. Izzy opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his slick shaft and began sucking. She closed her eyes so Alex tightened his grip on her long hair.

  “Open your eyes and look at me, angel.”

  In and out, Isabel took more of Alex’s cock in her mouth as her eyes locked onto his. Her fingertips lightly caressed his balls, adding another shock to his senses. Her tongue was working the underside of his cock and her lips were working the top. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and started working in unison with her mouth. He could feel his balls tighten and knew he wasn’t lasting much longer. He squeezed his eyes shut in an effort to control his building orgasm. Alex opened his eyes to find Isabel watching him just as he’d commanded her to. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen in his life.

  “Stop, angel, and stand up,” Alex ordered, hanging onto his control.

  Alex helped Isabel stand and quickly stripped himself of his remaining clothes. He turned Isabel to face the mirror and placed his hand in the center of her back, easing her gently down toward the dresser. He reached around her lacy hips and slowly pulled down her panties, kissing and licking her long legs as he went. She instinctively opened her legs a little wider, giving him a breathtaking view of her perfect ass. Her hazel eyes looked at him through the mirror. As he held her down with one hand he took his rock-hard cock, still wet from her mouth, and rubbed it against her slit. Izzy cried out.

  Alex continued to move it up and down her creamy pussy and watched as she quivered and shook her ass against him. He could no longer deny himself the pleasure of that invitation. He moved forward slightly and slid the length of his cock deep inside her sweet cunt. Isabel screamed and squirmed as he held her down. He relished in the feel of her body struggling under his firm hold. Her ass was bucking against him, but he managed to hold her immobile with his cock buried deep inside. Slowly he began sliding in and out of her tight pussy as it squeezed and flexed his dick. He rode her slowly. Isabel’s head dipped and she dropped her gaze, so Alex grabbed her hair and pulled up, making her look in the mirror.

  “Watch me fuck you!” he commanded.

  Alex pulled back his body slightly and Isabel pushed back, meeting his thrusts with her own. Her stunning ass met him as quickly as he could move back. He looked at her through the mirror.

  “That’s it, baby. Fuck me,” Alex said, releasing her hair. Isabel shuddered as she closed her eyes. He didn’t bother any more when she screamed and clawed the dresser. “Come all over me, angel.”

  Isabel bucked against him more harshly and frantically. Alex grabbed her hips and held her still as she wiggled. He held her firmer so she couldn’t pull away. Izzy moaned and grabbed his arm, clawing at him. Alex smiled at the sweet pain she was inflicting. Her pussy squeezed him, inviting him to join her. As her blissful wave finally subsided he knew he couldn’t hold on much longer.

  Alex grabbed her hips and started to enjoy the friction of his cock moving in and out of her dripping cunt. He increased his tempo, digging his fingers into her hips and he knew he would probably leave bruises this time. His cock swelled and he looked down at it sliding in and out of her slick pussy. It was all he could take. Alex’s cock erupted as he shoved himself into Isabel and jerked his pelvis against her ass. He shook with the force that overtook his body and left him incoherent. He roared as his muscles locked. Finally spent, he collapsed on top of Izzy. They were both whimpering and shaking.

  “Angel—” Alex whispered against Isabel’s back.

  “Can we lie down now?” Isabel asked weakly.

  “Give me a minute. I don’t know if I can walk yet, baby,” Alex said, moving his hands over her back.

  Alex helped Izzy stand and they walked each other to her bed. He clutched her to him as she snuggled close and relaxed. She fell asleep instantly. He was sated and content, watching her sleep in the dim light. He needed to get up and turn off the lamp, but he didn’t want to move. He loved holding and sleeping next to her. If only Alex could get her to agree to stay with him and move to San Antonio, but Izzy was fighting him so hard. He needed to find a way to reassure her that he wouldn’t abandon her and he wanted to be with her. No, I want to belong to her. Alex’s thoughts drifted to the impending trip. He wouldn’t be able to touch her like this once they returned to Camp Echo. Tomorrow would be a long day and he hoped they wouldn’t stay in Afghanistan too long.

  * * * *

  Isabel stirred against Alex’s body and found both of his arms and one of his long legs wrapped around her. She smiled slightly because she didn’t know how they managed to sleep in that position. The room was dark but for the faint strands of light coming in from the outside. She remembered falling asleep with one of the lamps on. Alex must’ve gotten up and turned it off at some point after she’d fallen asleep. She snuggled closer, feeling so small next to him. This wasn’t the first time she’d woken up with him wrapped around her like she was a pillow. She took a deep, contented breath. She felt safe and treasured by his unconscious possessiveness. She saw the familiar tribal armband inked into his skin and kissed it. He moved.

  “Baby, I need to move,” Izzy said gently.

  Alex unwrapped his leg and one of his arms as he moved. He slid his hand over her waist and kissed her shoulder before he rolled onto his back. Izzy turned and laid her head on his shoulder and he embraced her with the arm that was still underneath her. He pulled her close and kissed her and she could tell he was still sleeping. Everything he was doing was a deep-seated reaction in sleep. She recalled her psychology training and thought about all of his unconscious gestures, so she closed her eyes and let his unspoken feelings wash over her. Alex was one of the rare people who didn’t need to say a word because his actions spoke so much louder than any word he could utter. When he finally did talk, it was powerful and entrancing at times. Izzy moved her hand up his chest and stroked back and forth.

  “That feels good, angel,” Alex mumbled in a low, sleepy voice.

  Izzy kissed him below his ear and heard him growl. She moved her hand over his sculpted abdomen and admired the muscle tone. He had the perfect body and it didn’t come by a gym. He needed that body for enduran
ce and strength and those muscles came through hard back-breaking work, lifting, running, and crouching. This sort of perfection was ancient and warriors for generations had bodies like this. Those bodies and the dominant nature that came with having to be aggressive all the time was what made these men so desirable to so many women.

  Izzy didn’t like men like Alex. She needed to remind herself of that every now then. That was the type that she seemed to draw the most attention from. She studied Alex as he slept and considered how different he was from anyone she’d ever known. He was a lot more complicated than the men she’d dated before. Alex was a nurturer, guardian, and a natural caregiver. He was intelligent and didn’t apologize for being himself, even though they disagreed so vehemently at times. Izzy respected that from him and he respected her views as well because he never seemed to try and change her. She recalled him telling her after one particularly heated argument that they would have to agree to disagree and he still liked and respected her, regardless. Izzy knew she couldn’t have these sorts of conversations with just anyone and have them end so well. No subject was ever off limits.

  Izzy knew his feelings ran deep. She could see it in him the night Juan had died. He’d been devastated at the loss even though he remained strong. She wondered what happened when he closed his door and was finally alone with his grief. She kissed him again, kissing away the pain she knew he’d buried deep. She could also feel it in the way he treated and cared for her. Like her father, Alex was a good man. He would always do what he thought was right. No matter how difficult it was, he would see it through.

  Isabel thought about their impeding trip. Going back to Afghanistan scared the hell out of her, but going on to Stockholm with Alex was an even scarier thought. She knew that as long as she was with him, she would be safe. Alex would protect her, see to her needs, and stop anyone who tried to harm her, even if it meant killing them. The thought made her shiver.