“Terrible, absolutely terrible. We’ll make some concrete plans to all get together in a couple of weeks after the Fourth of July festivities. There’s going to be a lot of tourists and strangers in town for that like there are every year.”
“You betchya. I’ll take care of this file,” Kenny stated then exited the room.
Wyatt looked back at the picture of the woman from Detroit.
Poor Lena. This could have been her. A Jane Doe, found dead, with no one to even claim her body or give a proper burial to.
* * * *
Lena awoke to Bryant tossing and turning behind her. Bryant was moaning, and as she cleared her head, she felt him jerk forward as if startled.
“Bryant?” she whispered and was turning toward him when she felt strong arms wrap around her and pull her back and ass hard against his front. His head lay on her shoulder, his breathing rapid before he began to kiss her neck.
“Are you okay?” she asked and received no verbal response. Instead, Bryant began to caress her body all over. He cupped her breast then shifted as he maneuvered her underneath him. He latched on to her breast with his mouth then ran his hand up her arms as he pressed them above her head. She pushed her pelvis up, and he used his thighs to spread her thighs. When she saw his face, he looked tormented and angry.
“Bryant, what is it? Are you okay?” she asked, and he shook his head. He wouldn’t speak. Instead, he lowered his mouth to her other breast, licked it, sucked onto her nipple then pulled it hard.
“Oh!” she moaned as the sensations overwhelmed her. She felt as if he were struggling with something. Why wasn’t he talking to her?
She felt the tip of his cock at her entrance, and then he shoved forward. He rocked his hips hard against her body.
“Bryant, condom.” She whispered out of breath from his deep, hard strokes.
He shoved in and out of her then wrapped his arms around her while he was deep inside of her, connected.
“This is where I feel safest. Don’t worry, Lena. I’ll pull out,” he told her, and she heard the pain in his voice. She squeezed him back, held him against her despite his size and weight. Lena wrapped her legs around his waist and ran her fingernails softly up and down his upper back, shoulders, then hair.
“You’re so perfect and feel like heaven, Lena. I love you, baby,” he told her as he thrust into her again and again.
Her heart soared at his endearment. He had become such a major part of her new life so quickly just as Quinn, Kenny, and Blake had.
“I love you, too, soldier boy,” she whispered then kissed his neck and his shoulders.
They made love slowly. Every stroke of his cock against her vaginal muscles made her heart grow fonder and more in love with him. The tears hit her eyes. She was in love with four men.
He pulled back to look into her eyes. His bandage was coming undone, and she was worried.
“Your bandage,” she began to say, and he thrust his hips.
“I don’t care about the bandage. All I care about is being inside of you, loving you, Lena. I never thought I’d feel like this about anyone.” He covered her mouth and kissed her deeply. His tongue explored her mouth as he lifted his thighs and stroked her over and over again. She rubbed her hands up and down his thighs and to his chest.
“Here I come, Lena,” he told her then pumped two more times, pulled out, and held her against him as they both felt the aftershocks of their deep lovemaking.
* * * *
Lena went back to her place to shower. When she emerged from the shower with the towel wrapped around her, she saw Kenny sitting in her chair across from her bed.
“Oh my God, you scared me.” She held the towel against her body.
“Someone left their door unlocked. Lena, you have to be more careful,” he scolded, and she wondered what was wrong with him.
“I’m sorry, Kenny. I was just trying to take a quick shower.”
He stood up from the chair, looking all authoritative and sexy in uniform as he leaned his hand on the large belt he wore.
He looked her over, and her body immediately came alive.
“Come here now,” he demanded. She swallowed hard then slowly made her way closer to him. By the time she reached him, she was staring up, her head tilted all the way back.