“We decided that we were going to create a high-end security firm. There will be several aspects to it. One of my buddies has incredible skills with cyber issues. I am an incredible tracker and have a unique ability to find people, whether they have disappeared because they want to or because someone has made them disappear. Another of my buddies is big on recon, and the other’s specialty is intelligence. All of us are pretty decent fighters and have some basic medical training.”
“Wow. Color me impressed,” she said.
“On the surface, we want to work with businesses, helping them to design security systems. We’ll hire and train highly qualified security officers. Then, there will be other problems we might tackle. Rescue missions, missing people, that kind of thing.”
She stopped and looked up at me. “You really are a hero,” she said. She stood on her tippy toes and kissed me softly.
“Nope. I’m just a man who is friends with some other men who want to help make this world a better and safer place.”
“That is a hero. You are my hero.”
She shivered, and I said, “It’s time for your hero to get you back to the cabin.”
“Lead on, Sir Knight.”
7
Luka
Iwas sore from my other two encounters withmy husband. Those two words sounded very strange to me because I never envisioned myself married. Plus, the wedding did occur rather quickly.
However, as sore as I was, Gage was irresistible.
My body was already trembling with anticipation by the time we got into the cabin. I knew that his huge hands, which were calloused enough to show he was no stranger to work, would be soft and gentle as they roamed over my body.
“You’re trembling, my love. Are you cold?”
“I don’t know,” I honestly answered him. I was hot, cold, and a whole host of other descriptions that I could not put a name to.
There were so many questions about life and love that I didn’t understand, but Gage’s kisses silenced my mind. His tongue pushed against my lips, begging for entrance into my mouth. Then, he ran his tongue slowly and softly over mine. His tongue moved across the roof of my mouth, causing my body to tingle even more. Then, it slid over the top of my tongue. I moaned, wrapping my arms around him.
His fingers from one hand tangled in my hair and held the back of my head, allowing him the access to my mouth, which he was so tenderly exploring. The other hand was splayed across my back.
He tasted exquisite, a hint of mint and chocolate. His hands burned where they touched, setting off small fires that quickly spread throughout my body. A now familiar feeling of liquid began to form at the juncture of my thighs, signaling to me that I craved this man.
He smelled like pine trees and a wild smell I couldn’t put a name to. His hard muscles tensed beneath my fingers, and I felt the hardness in his pants grow and press against my belly. A moan of want and need echoed in my ears. I wasn’t sure if the moan came from him or me.
Our urgency to be one blanketed the air like the sweet call of a seductive siren. Yet, the anticipation of what was to come was almost as thrilling as the actual act.
Gage picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. As he set me down on my feet, he practically ripped my shirt off over my head without ceremony. Reaching around, he unhooked my bra and flung it.
Once again, he captured my mouth. His hands cupped my large globes, squeezing and massaging them. His thumbs found my nipples and began to rub them in slow circles. Meanwhile, his tongue made love to my mouth.
He moaned and then looked up. “You are so very beautiful, my wife. I could stand and look at you forever.”
“I would prefer that you touch me, at least sometimes,” I answered, smiling.
He unfastened my pants, pushing them down with my panties.
Once again, he looked me up and down, slowly traveling my body. “Damn, woman. You are so gorgeous.”
His lips clamped over one of my nipples, sucking hard, drawing it into his mouth. His fingers found my other nipple and pinched it lightly, sending explosions through my body. I felt as though I was going to spontaneously combust right on the spot. Then, his other hand found my wet, hot pussy.
Gage sunk three fingers into my already throbbing pussy, working them in and out, pleasuring me as I stood there. I cried out when his thumb found my already tingly clit. He rubbed my clit in circles while pistoning his fingers in and out of me. His mouth and fingers tantalized my very sensitive nipples.
My fingers tightened in his hair. “Gage. Oh, heavens, have mercy,” I cried out. My body began to shake uncontrollably, and I melted, exploding over his hand.
His clothes disappeared, as if by magic.