by Michelle Kee
"That's it baby, take it. Give it to me." He ordered, his tone leaving no room for her to anything other than obey.
Krista screamed Ethan's name as her climax crashed over her, through her. Her back bowed with the intensity of it, but she knew he wasn't through with her yet. Not by a long shot. She whimpered as he tenderly continued to lick and tease her, soothing her landing back to Earth. Tugging the chain once more.
"Fuck, I love watching you come for me." He said.
"And I love coming for you." She gasped. “Christ feeling that chain tugging the clamps…”
“I thought you’d like these. Maybe, if you’re a good girl I can buy you the one that also connects to your clit.”
“Oh Jesus.” She groaned dropping her head back against the pillow as she pictured that.
Krista felt him move from between her legs. She trembled feeling his hands sliding up her legs. Over her thighs. Caressing her ribs. She sighed when he cupped her breasts. That sigh turned to a maon when he flicked those clamps. His fingers then began teasing her nipples, making them harder. Rolling them, tugging, pinching. The whole time the clamps and chain just adding to the pleasure and pain. God she loved how he knew just what she liked, what would drive her insane for him.
"My woman likes this doesn't she? Hmmmm? Me playing with her nipples as she wears those clamps. Tugging. Making them throb. Shooting all that throbbing through her right down to her pussy."
"Fuck yes. Please Ethan, I need you. I need more. I love it, oh don’t stop Sir please."
***
Ethan watched her body react to him. Her hips humping air, wanting to be filled with his hard cock. He could see how wet she was and only getting wetter. Her back bowing as he tugged the chain which in turn tugged on her throbbing nipples. She looked so beautiful like this.
“Yes Krista, show me you like this. That you want it.” He growled.
“Ethan oh my god I feel…”
“Tell me.”
“So hot, so wet. God I want, please Sir, please I need you inside me. Please.” She begged, her hips rocking faster.
Ethan's control snapped then and there. When she had told him what she wanted he had planned to draw it out. But hearing her beg for him, seeing how wet this was making her, it was too much for even him. He needed to be balls deep inside of her right now. He ripped the silk from her eyes. Watching her eyes blink as they adjusted.
"I want your eyes on me. I want you to watch me as I take you."
"Yes...Sir." She gasped.
His nostrils flared at hearing those words. He shifted over her and with their eyes locked, he slid inside her. He watched her eyes widen and dilate as he filled her. Her slick walls clutching him so tight he was afraid he would come then and there. He wasn't going to last.
He stilled, buried deep inside her, "Krista, I can't hold back. I have to take you now. It will be rough."
"Do it. That's what I want. I want it all." She begged.
On a growl, he gripped her hips, lifting her what little he was able to and did exactly as he said. He took her. Took the precious gift of her body, took his woman in the way she begged him to. The way he needed, the way they both needed in that moment. Hard. He pistoned into her, their flesh slapping together, her screams of rapture echoing in his bedroom Crying for more of him. For all of him. Yet he still took care to make sure she remained on the brink with him. The second he felt her reach her peak, his body went into overdrive and in seconds was he was exploding inside of her.
Krista felt completely boneless as Ethan gently released her wrists and ankles. She hardly noticed when he moved off the bed and then returned with a wash cloth. He gently cleaned her and she felt her racing heart melt. She felt cherished with Ethan. That no matter what, he would always take care of her and not just in bed, but outside of it as well. After he cleaned her and deposited the washcloth in the hamper, he climbed back into bed and pulled her close. Krista snuggled into his arms.
"Thank you Krista."
"Um, shouldn't I be thanking you?" She teased.
He chuckled. "You really have no idea what doing that meant to me do you?"
She frowned and shifted so she could look into his eyes. "No. I thought it was what you wanted? Isn’t it? I mean you as much as said so the night you were hired by dad."
Ethan cupped her face. "Yes baby, don't doubt that I very much wanted this. What I meant was, you completely surrendering to me like that. It was a gift Krista. To know that you trust me that much, to know I would never hurt you.
Krista smiled, her eyes tearing slightly as the emotion in his voice pierced through her. "I do trust you that much. I love you Ethan."
"And I love you. I love you so damn much."
He kissed her so softly then. All his emotions pouring from him and straight into her. He pulled away and moved them down a little further down the onto the bed. "Ethan?"
"Yeah baby?"
"Well, since my shooting training has been delayed till tomorrow, what do you say you and I get a little more sleep then we spend the day together?"
"I think that's a great idea. What do you want to do?"
"Hmmm? What you say to us hopping on your bike and just going for a ride?"
"That sounds like a plan babe."
Krista smiled as Ethan grabbed his cell and shot off a text to his boys telling them what was up. After he sent the text, he sat his phone back down, wrapped her in his arms and the two drifted off to sleep once more.
Chapter 22
Krista had just sat the plates on the table when Ethan came downstairs. She just drank him in. He wore a simple white t-shirt, faded Levi's hugged those powerful thighs and delicious ass. He looked delicious as hell. His look was capped off with the black biker boots. She walked to him, gripped his shirt and pulled him in so she could kiss him.
"You look fucking hot Staff Sergeant Blackstone."
"Mmmmm, I think I like it when you call me Staff Sergeant."
"Better than Sir?"
He gripped her hips. "Hearing you call me either of those is hot."
She grinned and slipped from his arms to pour them each a cup of coffee. As she did, Ethan studied her. Her long hair was pulled back into a French braid. She wore a faded purple t-shirt and a pair of Levi's under her black leather chaps. What he wouldn't give to fuck her wearing nothing but those dammed chaps. He pushed the image away as her own riding boots sounded on his tiled kitchen floor.
"Let's eat, then hit the road." She said.
Nodding he joined her at the table. After they had woken up the second time, he had asked her where she wanted to go. All she told him was she wanted to just hop on his bike and go wherever the open road took them. They couldn't have asked for a better day for the ride. The sky was clear; the temperature was a comfortable seventy-five.
They quickly polished off their breakfast and coffee, Krista loaded the dishes in the dishwasher, before they grabbed their jackets and helmets and headed outside. Ethan held the back door open for her after she set the alarm and they walked toward his bike. As she pulled on her helmet, he checked the tank to make sure it was full before mounting his bike. Krista climbed on behind him as he fired it up. He revved the engine and tore down the drive, with Krista's laughter echoing in his ear.
***
Krista felt all the tension of the last few weeks vanish as Ethan navigated his Thruxton out of the city. She loved riding with Ethan. He was a natural on the back of a bike, almost as if he had been born to ride. Course he was natural at just about everything it seemed. He was a star athlete in school and obviously was successful in the Marines and now he was the boss of one of the top security firms in Austin, if not in the whole state of Texas.
She hugged him a little tighter as he hugged the winding roads of East Texas. Whenever she needed to clear her head, she would always hop on her bike and just ride. Taking the long winding roads, letting the road sooth the mess of her mind. She felt Ethan cover her hands with one of his and squeeze. Almost as if he could
sense her feelings.
After about an hour, Ethan pulled off at a rest stop. She climbed off, and removed her helmet. "Hmmm, it's been a while since I've been a passenger on a bike."
"Oh really?" Ethan questioned with a raised brow.
"Oh don't be jealous. The last time I was a passenger was about four years ago and I was riding with Danny." She laughed.
"Danny got a bike? When?"
"After his first undercover gig. He had to learn to ride for the job. Well, he fell in love and got one once the case was closed. That was back in 2009."
"What's he got?"
"He's got an Indian now. His first bike was Triumph America."
"Nice."
He pulled out a bottle of water from one of the saddlebags and handed it to her. She took a swig then handed it to him. He took a swallow and watched as she unzipped her jacket and started stretching a little. She looked beautiful in that moment. Worn leather jacket hanging open, those damned chaps hugging her legs, her hair swept back in the braid. If he was more into the bike culture he would so make her his old lady and put his patch on her. But he wasn't so he'd have to settle for her wearing his ring and taking his name.
"Get over here woman." He said, leaning against his bike.
She turned and lifted a brow. "Woman is it?"
"Yep. My woman." He grinned as she walked toward him.
When she got close enough, he grabbed her and pulled her to stand between his legs. Gently he cupped once side of her face. He leaned forward and kissed her. She felt so good in his arms. He moaned when her hands slid up his chest under his own jacket. He loved how she touched him. Her delicate fingers tracing his body.
"I love you Krista."
"I hope so, because I love you too Ethan."
***
Grant and Tony studied the blueprints of the venue for Krista's book release. "I still say this hallway here could be an issue." Grant said.
"I agree. From here the tango could go here, here, or even circle around and come in through this back entrance." Tony nodded.
"We will definitely need to have a man or two here." Grant stated.
"We can get someone from Charlie team to handle that. Then a few from Bravo on the other side during the event." Tony nodded.
"Sounds like a plan." Grant agreed. As he began packing things up, he noticed Tony slowly rotating his injured shoulder. "You alright man?"
"Yeah, just woke up stiff this morning. I hate being shot." Tony grumbled.
Grant snorted. "No shit. At least it was a through and through and they didn't have dig a dammed slug out of ya."
On one nasty mission out Grant had been hit by an AK-47. The round had lodged itself in the meat of his right thigh. The corpsman had to dig around a little till he finally pulled the bastard out. Even now Grant had a slight limp when the weather turned.
"I hear ya brother." Tony replied as they walked out of Grant's office. "So, you think boss man and Krista are actually relaxing?"
"I hope so. She's a tough one, but this whole mess has to be a nightmare for her. I know Ethan's worried about her." Grant sighed.
"I think we all are. Even hard ass Lance. Hell, I didn't know the bastard could smile till Krista came along. Since then I've seen him smile at least a dozen times. He even laughed. Did you know he could laugh?" Tony joked.
Grant just chuckled. "She's been good for Ethan, hell good for all of us."
“I never thought I’d be jealous of Ethan, but he’s one lucky bastard. I hope I find that good of a woman one day.” Tony said.
“Me too brother, me too.” Grant agreed.
***
The sun was just beginning to set when Ethan hit the outskirts of Austin. All day he and Krista had ridden through east Texas. They had stopped in Georgetown for lunch, then just walked around the town taking in the sights. He navigated through the light traffic and decided to swing by Blackout first to pick up the day’s reports.
Or that was the plan till he felt Krista squeeze his thigh. But it wasn't a squeeze of affection. He glanced in his side mirror and through her face-shield, saw the look of fear and concern. Glancing in his other mirror he saw why. There was a black sedan that was coming up on them and rather quickly. Everything in his gut was screaming he needed to get them out of there.
He tapped her leg and when he felt her tighten her hold on him, he gunned the engine and took off. However, the sedan sped up as well. Behind his helmet Ethan's eyes narrowed. So this fucker wanted to play? Alright then, they'd play. Ethan pushed his bike as they barreled down I-35, weaving in and out of the sparse traffic. The sedan still on them. Making a calculated risk, Ethan slowed and quickly whipped off the nearest exit, cutting off a diesel truck in the process.
He didn't stop till he and Krista were once more safe on his property. He knew the asshole wouldn't find them there. His address wasn't listed publicly and the property was rigged with all sorts of nasty surprises for someone who tried to sneak onto his land. Ethan pulled the bike into the garage next to Krista's. They hopped off and hurried inside, Ethan already on his phone talking to one of his guys.
Krista sank onto the sofa as Ethan paced. "No Gage I didn't get the fucker's license plate. I was too busy trying to keep me and Krista alive while we outran him!"
"I got a partial look Ethan." Krista spoke up.
"You what? Hang on Gage," Ethan said handing her the phone.
"Gage?"
"Krista, you okay?"
"I am now. Look I got a partial plate number. It was the last four numbers."
She heard Gage rustling for something. "Okay, lay it on me."
"It was a Texas plate last four 4607. It was a black sedan, looked a bit like a Caddy." She reported.
"Damn, you are good at details. Alright, I'll run it and see if I get anything. If this guy is smart, the plates are probably stolen. Or fakes. I should have something by the morning." Gage replied.
"Alright, thanks Gage." Krista stated and ended the call.
She looked up to find Ethan was once more standing at the window staring out over his darkening property. She rose and moved to him. Her arms wrapping around his waist, her head resting between his shoulder blades.
"He's getting closer." Ethan said, his hands covering hers where they rested against his stomach.
"I know." Krista sighed, hugging him closer.
Ethan turned in her arms and cupped her chin. "I won't let him hurt you baby. Tomorrow you're going to the range with Lance and Grant. I should be there but I need to fill Cain and Jimmy in on what happened tonight then meet with Wilson. I want you to pay close attention to what they tell you and show you. Okay?"
Krista gripped his wrist. "I will, I promise. I'll be safe with your guys. After the range, if you're not back I'll stay with your men till you get there." She then took a slow breath and exhaled just as slowly. "Ethan, I feel in my gut that in two weeks this will all come to an end. One way or another."
He laid his forehead against hers. "I do too."
"I want you to promise me something. You do what you have to, to end this."
Ethan's breath hitched. The day he left for boot camp Krista had told him those same words. She had also used them in her book Dress Blues. Her heroine had said those same words to the hero right before the final confrontation with the killer. His mind instantly drifted back to that day in 2004 at the airport.
Ethan stood at the entrance to his gate hugging his parents. “I’ll see you guys in three months.”
“You be safe baby.” Ruby smiled tearfully.
“I will mom.” Ethan nodded.
Ethan then glanced behind his parents and found Krista waiting her turn for good bye. With one last hug to his parents, Ethan hitched up his duffle bag higher on his shoulder and moved to Krista. Though he hated leaving her, he and she both knew it had been the smart move to break up.
“Well, guess it’s time huh?” She said.
“Yeah. I never thought this would be so hard.” He sighed.
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sp; “What?”
“Saying bye to you Kris.”