Counter Terrorism
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We’re both athletic people and have tried each other’s chosen recreations in the past. When I took her golfing a couple summers back, I almost came in my khakis. She’d worn a white sport skirt and collared shirt with matching high socks. When she leaned over to place the golf ball, I had gotten a glimpse of her pale pink underwear. I doubt she realized—she never seems aware of just how sexy she is, in such an innocent, effortless way.
To reciprocate the gesture, I followed her to a yoga class one day. I could never get into it—I’m too bulky. But ever since I saw Brittani’s body contorted into effortless poses, I’ve wanted to see just how flexible she is.
Now, I get a chance.
I’ve positioned myself at her entrance when she speaks up.
“Wait,” she says softly. “Can we…?” She trails off.
“What is it?” I ask. “Don’t be shy… anything you want.” When she still doesn’t say what’s on her mind, I tease her a little bit. “Come on, babe, you just came on my tongue in front of big ol’ window. Nothing will surprise me now!”
That gets her to laugh, and she continues. “Can we… can we make love on the bed? This time?” She says it quick, eyes cast down like she’s embarrassed.
Strangely, I’m touched. “Of course.” I scoop her up bridal style and she smiles at me. As I lay her down on the bed, I realize something, something important: I haven’t told her I love her yet. Hours ago, I took her virginity on a couch in a safe house and now we’re in a hotel room, about to go for another round. Despite what I’ve said to her in the moment, she has no way of knowing how I truly feel about her.
“Britt, you know that I love you, right?”
For a moment, she stares up at me blankly.
“I love you too.”
Those might be the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard her say.
This time when I thrust into her, I’m gentle. I briefly regret how quick I was with her earlier. That’s when I realize: I have the rest of our lives to make it up to her.
I keep my eyes locked on hers as we move together. The whole time I tell her how good she is for me, how amazing she feels… how much I love her.
After we’ve both come, I rearrange her body against mine in the bed so that I’m spooning her and we can look out the window over the city. “This is forever… you know that right?”
“I do,” she whispers. “It’s what I’ve always wanted.”
“Me too.” I’m quiet for a moment, lightly running my fingers up and down the slope of her body: From her thigh to her hip, down the dip of her waist and up her ribcage. “This isn’t over.”
“What isn’t?”
“Your time as a witness.” As soon as I say it she tenses against me and I quickly lave kisses behind her ear to distract her. “Hey, it’s not a big deal. You just have to hang out with me for a few more days until Chief Carlsen gets things wrapped up. Your part is done.”
“I just…” she trails off.
“Tell me.”
“I’m afraid of you getting hurt. Now that I know what you do. It made me nervous that you might have to deal with some rowdy drunks at a club, but now? Knowing that you’re a solider? One of the best. You could be hurt or killed and I would never know.” Her voice is rising with panic and worry.
I swiftly readjust us so that she’s laying underneath me on her back and I’m hovering over her. “I need you to listen to me right now, okay?”
At her nod, I continue. “When you’re out there… doing what my team and I do, it’s hard. It can be really hard. But the thing is, everyone has something that keeps them going. The guys on my team all have someone that they want, they need to make it back home to. You are that someone—my someone. It’s the thought of you that keeps me from going crazy when I’m out there. I know I need to come home to you, so that’s what I do.”
She’s crying now and I bend to kiss the tears away.
“Really?” Brittani asks.
“Yes, always. I won’t lie to you, because I hate lying to you. What I do is dangerous and it’s going to be hard, not telling you everything but know that I will always do my best to come back to you, okay?”
Brittani nods and I bend to kiss her again.
Chapter 9- Brittani
I’ve worked hard for what I have. There have been times where it’s been tough, really tough, but I wouldn’t change my life as it is for the world.
It took about a week for Colt’s boss to get things squared away with the people who were going to release a bio weapon. I never did find out the details of that, but I’m okay with it. I like Chief Carlsen and I trust him. He’s the one who discovered who the leak was and exposed them, according to Colt. That took longer than a week, but Chief Carlsen was thorough. He was then promoted to the leak’s position. That left the Chief position open.
Colt was promoted to it six months after the incident. He became the youngest of his position.
It came as a relief to me, as the Chief position meant much more time at a desk and less in the field. I thought that Colt would be upset about that, but he wasn’t. Instead, he took me on a tour of his office, dropped to one knee and proposed right then and there.
I’m pretty sure that’s when our first son was conceived.
We have two boys now, Bradley and Zachary Jennings. Colt added their names beneath mine, tattooed on his chest above his heart. He’s been joking with me for years, saying that it’s only fair I get one too but I haven’t yet. For now, I simply enjoy tracing the patterns on his skin, much like I am now.
It’s an early morning ritual for us. I haven’t worked at the café for close to five years now, but I haven’t quite broken the habit of waking up before dawn. Colt doesn’t mind it at all—it gives us time together before he needs to go in, the kids need to be woken up, and before I go to the studio for the morning classes.
Working as a yoga instructor has been amazing—besides teaching something I love, it helped my body recover more quickly after giving birth to each of the boys. I was nervous about that, when I first found out I was pregnant with Bradley. Colt and I are both highly athletic people, working to keep our bodies in top shape.
Colt simply wiped away my tears and told me that I was doing something that the guys on his SEAL team weren’t tough enough to do. His faith meant the world to me.
The days that each of our sons were born are the best days of my life, followed closely by marrying Colt. We had a small, private ceremony with our parents and some friends. It was perfect for us and that night, Colt revealed to me his newest tattoo—my name.
That’s the tattoo that I’m nibbling at now. It’s my favorite way to wake Colt up in the mornings. Well, one of them.
I gently press my knee to his morning erection and giggle to myself as his brow furrows and he snaps awake.
“Hi there,” he raises an eyebrow. “What are you up to?”
“Good morning.” I rub my hand up and down his stomach, feeling the muscles ripple with each pass. The sound he makes is almost a purr and I laugh again. He’s so vocal—in bed, on the kitchen counter, in his office, in my studio.
“Do you have any new moves to teach me?” Colt asks, playfully leering at me. He told me when I first took the yoga instructor position that he envied my flexibility, especially when I use it in bed.
“No, but I know some favorites of yours,” I tell him and lightly roll onto my back.
Colt is quick to follow, bracing his hands on either side of my head. The mood changes from playful to loving in seconds as I trace the sinews and muscles in his arms. He bends down to brace himself on his elbows so that he can rest his forehead to mine. I close my eyes, taking in the mere presence of my husband.
“I love you,” he whispers and starts pressing kissing against my temples.
“I love you too.”
“Are you going to let me show you how much I love you?”
“Yes, please.”
“God Brittani, your skin…” as Colt trails kisses down my fac
e and onto my throat, I close my eyes and lean back into the pillows, letting him explore. Sex with Colt has never gotten boring. At first, I was afraid that despite his professed love for me he would quickly grow bored with my lack of experience. Instead, he took a keen pleasure in teaching me and learning everything that I like.
As it turns out, I like just about everything that Colt’s willing to do to me.
His favorite thing by far is pleasuring me with his fingers. I was a bit surprised at first: Don’t all guys like whatever gets them off the best? Colt said that seeing me enjoy myself was what made it good for him.
He mouths at my breasts, taking his time with his hands by trailing them across my ribs. The light pressure makes me giggle and he moves to rest his chin on my sternum.
“Something funny?” He’s laughing, so I can hardly take his mock offense seriously.
“Your beard tickles, you need to shave!”
In response, Colt dips down underneath the sheets and traces kisses across my stomach and the tops of my thighs. I happily spread my legs for him as he settles in. I’m only too happy to have beard burn down there.
He takes a certain amount of pleasure in bringing me right to the edge of orgasm, then letting me wind back down before starting on me all over again. I wrap my thighs around his head as I usually do when he plays this game, but Colt just hums against me and slides a hand underneath my body to pinch my butt.
Colt finally lets me come and I arch off the bed. I come down from the haze to see Colt lounging casually between my still spread legs, resting his folded arms on my stomach and his chin on his arms.
I reach down and cup his cheek. Colt turns into my hand, kissing at my palm. A gentle smile tells him that I’m ready for more and he makes his way up my body. The whole time he moves I’m sure to keep my legs raised and balanced. The move both arouses and befuddles him, something that I find hilarious.
Colt and I have always laughed a lot together, but now that we’re a couple, a married couple at that, we laugh even more. It’s not all easy: Colt still has trouble sleeping, especially when his team is out on mission and he can’t contact them for whatever reason. I get so worried if I don’t see the boys as soon as I walk into their daycare center.
But I have Colt with me. I know that he’ll protect me and our children with everything he has, that he’ll do anything and everything he needs to for us. He’s the perfect person for me: We may be married now, but the foundation of our friendship is what truly made us perfect together.
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Chapter 1- Brittani
Chapter 2- Brittani
Chapter 3- Colt
Chapter 4- Brittani
Chapter 5- Colt
Chapter 6- Brittani
Chapter 7- Colt
Chapter 8- Colt
Chapter 9- Brittani
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