by Hilary Storm
“You okay?” His touch on my back as I bend to pull my shorts up startles me. He puts his arms around my naked back, and I let him hold me for a brief moment before the rest of our world erupts into the crazy planning of this mission.
“I’m good,” I lie. I’m getting really good at that. Does he believe me though?
“After this mission, I want you to go away with me. We deserve peace and calm days with wild nights. I’ll let you choose the place.”
“I’d love that.”
“You know I have to leave in the morning. I want nothing more than to stay with you, but I have to move.”
“I know you do. I’m sure we’ll leave in the morning too.”
“I’ll be working my ass off with my team, working on the logistics of the mission to make sure we’re safe going in. We won’t move if I have any doubt, Jade.” I start to put the rest of my clothes on and just listen to him begin to strategize. The proof of his passion begins to show the more he talks.
“My guys will be irate that I’m bringing you in. They will accept you, but they’ll be determined I’m thinking with my dick; but I’m standing by my decision to bring you. Jade, you are hands down the best sniper I’ve seen, and I’m proud as fuck to have you on this mission. You saved my ass in the last one, and I hope I never have to repay that favor, but if I have to, I’ll lay down my life for you out there.”
“Don’t talk like that. Out there, we’re a team. You can’t focus on me any more than you do the guys. I won’t have you treating me any differently. You know I hate that shit, Kaleb. I’ve earned my status, so treat me like I did not fuck my way onto this team.” We both know I’ve earned every right to do this job and I do it well. Normally, I couldn’t care less what others think of me, but these men are his friends. I don’t know them like I do Harris and JJ, who know how hard I’ve worked to achieve my status. The real reason is because if things work out for us like I hope they do, I will be seeing a hell of a lot more of these guys. I need to earn their respect as well as their friendship. They’re part of Kaleb’s life and so am I.
“You didn’t. I know that and if any of them want to go against you to prove you aren’t the best, I’ll let them try. My team is great, it really is. They’re just not used to me bringing in new bodies and sure as fuck aren’t used to me bringing in hot as fuck bodies.” He slaps my ass as he finishes his statement.
“We’re going to have to lay down some rules, Kaleb. Out there… you don’t get to slap my ass. I don’t want them knowing that we’re fucking. I’ll tell Harris to keep that shit private and he will. We’re going back to you being my Commander, but this time without the nighttime meetups. I want all focus on the mission and keeping the team safe.”
“I agree. I won’t tell them anything, but it will kill me when they start to talk about you and I can’t rip their dicks off. Because I know the second they see you, they’ll talk about fucking your sweet ass. They’re men. They aren’t dead.” I almost laugh. Almost. A jealous Kaleb is a sexy Kaleb. He needs to know though, whatever we have stays here.
“Just bite your tongue and let it roll off of you. You and I know who will be hitting this when we get back home.” I slap my ass playfully, smiling at him as I walk away from him before he can copy me.
“I sure as fuck will, but first I’m keeping you up all night long.” We start to walk back to the horses. Who would’ve ever thought we’d be out here like this right now, talking about the single most dangerous mission, and the one thing we’re worried about is what the others think. I’ve seen it too many times. If the team thinks there’s favoritism, it won’t work as well, and this isn't the time to test the emotions of an entire group of men I’ve never met.
“We should get back to the house and see what Harris wants to do tonight.”
“You know he’s fucking Mallory.”
“Kaleb. He is not.”
“Let’s bet on that.” His eyes travel to my ass. Jerk. I’d give myself over to him just for the pleasure he brings me. I’m not betting him that he can take my ass over something I hope like hell is happening or will happen. He may be right, but I ignore him. Harris and Mal deserve to have some fun, and I know neither of them is insane, so I don’t have anything against them finding time together. I step over the saddle and lean forward to watch Kaleb get on his horse as well. We head back at a much slower pace than before and enjoy the view the whole way. He shares more of his life with me, and I absorb every word he says.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
JADE
I'm watching Harris on the grill and Kaleb standing to his right with a beer in his hand. I know they're talking mission, and I'm okay with that. They're bonding, and that's important to me. I'm actually surprised Kaleb chose to bring Harris on the mission, considering their history, but it makes me feel better knowing he can put aside his issues and acknowledge talent when he sees it.
Mallory is talking, and I'm doing my best to spend as much time with her before I have to leave again.
“Do you know when you'll be leaving again?”
“Soon.”
“Damn it. I was hoping that I'd get you for a few months before you went again.”
“I'm hoping it’ll be short this time.” My eyes drift back to the guys, and I watch them both smile.
“You know I'll be here, and be sure you bring his sexy ass back with you.” She nods her head in Harris’ direction, and I can’t help but interrogate her ass.
“How was the horse ride?”
“It was so peaceful, Jade. I'm definitely going to have to ride again.”
“Are we talking a horse or Harris?”
“Both would be nice, but I'm talking about the horse, you crazy ass.”
“Well, I couldn't tell by the way you look at him.”
“Ehh. He's hot, but so many of them are.”
“Harris is a great guy. He's a riot to be around.”
“Yeah, I've noticed. I've laughed more today than I have in I don't know how long.”
“That's great, Mal.”
“I'm guessing you weren't laughing so much on your ride.” She softly punches my arm, and I laugh at her sorry attempt of hiding that something happened while they were out there.
“No really, we didn't do anything. We just talked about life and shit. He's an interesting guy, and I just loved getting his opinion on things.”
“Maybe we’ll be able to try this trip again when we return.” I say. I’m not one to pry. Well, I am, but not here in front of everyone. She’ll spill her guts out when we get back from this mission.
“I'd love that!” We spend the rest of the evening doing things normal people do every day, and I enjoy every minute of it. It's the simple things like curling my legs up under me on the couch and drinking a cup of coffee or cooking dinner in a fully equipped kitchen, even though the meat was cooked outside on the grill. We keep talking about politics and vacation destinations until we’re all dying to go somewhere tropical with beaches and water surrounding us.
“I'd love to go somewhere like Mexico to eat their authentic food and experience their culture.” Mallory freezes us all when she starts to speak. We all play it off decently well when the initial surprise wears off.
“Nah. Mexico would be fun, but I'm thinking maybe an island somewhere. I'd love the privacy.” Harris insinuates so much with his statement, not to mention his eyes, when he says privacy. Kaleb jerks his head in my direction. His brows lift in a challenging way, and I roll my eyes at him. I won’t admit to him his suspicions are spot-on. No way.
“Well, I think I'm going to bed. I have to head out early, and I'm going to be selfish and take Jade to bed. You two don't mind us if you hear screaming.”
“Kaleb. What the hell?” They all start to laugh, and I stand as he takes me by the hand and pulls me up.
“Yes, old Maverick is a screamer.” I swat his ass with my free hand.
“I'll show your ass a screamer.” He continues to hold my hand as he twirls me once the
n wraps his arms around me, talking to them with his chin over my shoulder.
“Okay. Good night, you two. Mallory and I will have to play a drinking game or something out here to try to drown out your noise if you're going to go like that.” Harris is smiling, while Mallory looks slightly nervous. She can handle herself, and I know they'll enjoy whatever they actually do. Like fuck again.
“Night.” Before I get to say much, Kaleb is walking forward, causing me to do the same with him right behind me. His playful hands as we continue down the hall introduce me to this softer side of him. A side of him that's simple and carefree. A side I could really get used to.
Once the door closes behind us, he turns me to face him, and we just breathe each other in. Our foreheads resting on each other and the tips of our noses touching. “I'm never going to want tonight to end.” My words escape before I realize I'm thinking out loud.
He takes both of my hands and pulls them to his mouth. I welcome his soft invasion. He twines our hand together, blanketing them in between our bodies. His slow, maneuvering tongue sweeps across my bottom lip, beginning to unwind me and my beating heart as I feel the intensity rise inside my body. This man has approached me in different styles when it comes to sex, and I can't even tell you which I prefer, because I love what he does to me every time we’re together. He keeps me on my toes, and I find it intriguing that I honestly have no idea what he’ll do next. I'm waiting for his aggressive side to kick in, but it doesn't.
He removes my clothes slowly and sensually, walking around me, taking me in after he exposes me fully. He pulls his own shirt off and stands in front of me like he wants to say something, but he never does. He moves in to kiss me, and I kiss him back with the urgency he has caused. I want him now and I want him fast, but he has different plans.
His kiss softens slightly as he slows us down, and we literally kiss for what has to be a half hour. Tongues twirling, slowly and passionately, while our hands explore each other’s bodies. His caresses are soft and sensual across my skin. We don't take it to the next level until he lays me on the bed and begins to kiss my body. The air leaves me as he leaves a trail of moisture from his tongue down my neck, around my breasts, and down my stomach until he's between my legs, making me squirm. One long, delicate stroke across my center and my back bows off the bed, causing me to moan and leaving me wanting more.
“You taste so fucking good, Jade. Your bare little pussy is so perfect, and I can't believe how much I want you right now.” He moves down further between my legs, kissing my thighs as he continues to talk.
”You're ruining me, Jade. You're destroying me in ways I never thought possible, and I love every fucking second of it.” He moves over me until he’s straddling my waist, pinning me down with his weight. I watch him lower his head to mine and feel him as he moves my wrists together into one of his hands.
“I can't fucking wait to do so many things to you. Our sex life will never be boring.” His mouth continues to move over my neck and chest as he slides his body down mine before he settles between my legs and enters me so slowly. I fight the urge to thrust my own hips to hurry him along, but I don't give in. I wait for him with so much anticipation I want to scream.
“I’ll tie you up and pound…” He thrusts hard once as he continues, “this sweet pussy every single fucking day if you let me.” His eyes lock into mine, and I listen to his promises, knowing some would consider them threats. He doesn't scare me, he turns me the fuck on, and I practically orgasm to his words.
“And that ass. Your tight, perfect little ass. Fuck, Jade. You were made for me.” He moves slowly in and out of me, building my desire with every touch from him, including his words.
“I'll blindfold you. I'd love to watch you finger yourself when you have no idea where I'm at or what I'm doing.” He continues to move through me.
“I'll fuck you against everything you can imagine. It'll just be you and I, Jade. My dick in your pussy every time you want it.”
My sex drive is screaming ‘fuckkkk yes!’ to his promises. I can't take another word as I manage to roll my hips forward and he hits me just perfectly, sending me into an explosive orgasm, sounds of pleasure pouring out of me. There's no doubt I can be heard, but I really don't care as he begins to move harder and faster.
“That's it, Jade, let me hear you. You're so fucking sexy.” He fucks me and I let him. His grip is still holding my arms above my head in one hand, positioning his face so close to mine. Our eyes are locked onto each other's while our breaths hit each other with every thrust forward.
“Fuck. You feel so good on my cock.”
Yes, I do feel great when I'm on his cock. He makes me feel like no other man has. I can tell he truly cherishes me, and it feels amazing to have someone desire me like he does. He thinks I'm ruining him…. I think he's already ruined me. I'll never be able to be with another man without comparing him to this right here. Can he make me feel like I do right in this very second? I've found my fullness, and I don't want to ever lose it.
He moves us to the edge of the bed, allowing my wrists free and my head slightly hanging off the edge. The blood rushes to my head, intensifying everything, and I begin a very loud release yet again. His final thrusts are the best because of the warmth he fills me with every time he slams against me.
“I love how you sound when I fuck you.” Oh god, I love it too, but I can't talk right now. The feeling of complete satisfaction has made me a lifeless mess of exhaustion, and I let him wrap me up in his arms and hold me while I quickly fall asleep.
KALEB
Leaving her is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Its right there, dead-even with when I left for basic training all those years ago, watching my mom and sister balling.
Jade had tears in her eyes when I held her in my arms this morning. It made me smile into the mess of her hair when she said she was crying because she wanted to spend more time with me. Not because the next time we see each other, we’ll be in full combat mode. I loved hearing her say that. I love even more that when this is over, we’ll take off somewhere. Sure as shit won’t be Mexico. No fucking way. It will be tropical. Where I can watch her parade around in a bikini. Fuck. Maybe not. Maybe it should be the Swiss Alps, where she’s covered up in ski gear. That way I won’t be beating every man’s ass who looks her way.
“You’re an idiot, Maverick. That woman only wants you. Dominate in the bedroom only, you asshole. She’s the one who’s dominated your ass.” I laugh. Now I’m talking to myself.
I turn on the stereo, flipping through every channel I can find. “Jesus, I like country, but fuck. Not a single damn classic rock station.” I settle on some shit I’ve never heard of and put my mind to this mission. To capture this asshole and get the hell out of there. Before I know it, I’m pulling into the gates of the compound.
It’s been a while since I’ve been here. Our home away from home. Our safe place. Log cabins nestled in the woods. Ten acres between us separating each other, yet close enough that if anyone found out about us being here, we wouldn’t have far to get to each other.
I pull my truck up to the office after shutting the gate up tight with the remote and park it alongside Pierce’s truck.
“It’s about damn time, fuckface. Kase said you had business in Alabama. You care to share?” That damn devious expression of his needs to be slapped off his face.
“No. It’s my business, not yours, dickhead. What the hell are you doing here anyway? Don’t tell me you’re our personal contact to The President?” Pierce snaps his head back as if I’d bitch slapped him.
“Well, fuck you too.”
“Shit. You are. Damn man, are you sure you can handle a gun? I mean, you’ve been behind a desk for how long now?” I’m goading him, and he hates that shit. He’s always so touchy about his desk job. While Harris can speak any language under the damn sun, Pierce was born and raised in South Texas. He knows Spanish as well as English, and he has one of the best aims with a knife out of anyone
I have ever seen.
“When you have no idea what the hell people are saying, you’ll be glad I have your back. Now go help Kase with the beer and chips. Seems the fucker lost his way.” Our threesome has always been this way. Easy bullshit. Tease a little. We’re real. A bond only to be shared between the three of us. It’s authentic to a point no one will ever get in, nor will they understand the things we’ve been through. I served months overseas with these two and battled and killed alongside both of them. We’ve saved each other’s lives and talked into the dead of night about our families and home. We would die for each other, and we’ve always promised that none of us would be left behind.
“He’s hiding here. It’s an old, abandoned building in the middle of Tonala, Mexico. It’s busy as hell down there. This place is known for all of its markets and vendors. He’s smart. I give him credit.” Pierce takes a sip of his beer while showing us the map. The town is down by Guadalajara. Busy as hell is right. Street vendors selling their hard work everywhere. It’ll be full of innocent people.
These fucking men we go after don’t give two shits if the men and women who work their asses off are killed or not, but we sure as hell do.
“It looks like another night raid. It still won’t be easy. Some of these places are open all night. There’re tons of bars. And foreigners will be on vacation. We’re going to have to walk in and escort that bastard out,” I tell them both frustratingly.
“Not necessarily. Look behind this building. It’s an open field for at least a half mile. I think we’re definitely in for a night drop, but it’s nothing we haven’t done before. We got this shit.” I quirk my brow at Kase, while we watch Pierce tap away in confidence on the computer bringing up different angles. He moves his mouse here and there, marking with an X. This is his expertise. It’s the reason they wanted him working for the government. He can work you into the smallest hole and help you weasel your way out.
“Done. Now.” He spins around in his chair. “Tell us about these two specialist. It’s obvious they impressed you.” That’s an understatement if I’ve ever heard one.