Page 23 of ELITE Protection
He leaned down and kissed her quickly. “I’m not going to stop until you scream my name.” He then rubbed a circle around the outside of her clitoris and pinched it lightly before he thrust into her.
“I…I..” It sounded as though she tried to call his name, but as he moved inside her, she seemed incapable of speech as she tried to reach higher and higher.
Every muscle in her body tightened. She gasped for breath a second before his name broke on a shuddered exhale. He followed her into a world filled with ecstasy as they both fell over the edge.
* * *
Isaac was havingthe best dream of his life. He and Pete were in Virginia Beach on another bender, celebrating the fact they had both made it out of the sandbox alive once again. They had picked up two women in their favorite oceanside bar, not caring the women were looking to bag a SEAL. Neither man was the kind that would ever settle down and certainly not with a base bunny.
The woman had kissed her way down Isaac’s belly and licked the drop of excitement off the tip of his cock. She was currently running her tongue up the very sensitive underside while gently cupping his balls. When she took him in her mouth, he could practically feel her long hair tickle his hips.
Excitement built within him, and he felt ready to burst. He hadn’t had a wet dream since he was sixteen. His eyes flew open to find Hannah crouched between his open legs, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deep, all the way to her throat.
“Hannah.” Her name was a hoarse plea.
“Huh?” The word was a hum that vibrated through her hot mouth wrapped around his dick.
He clenched his back teeth to fight the urge to come. “Sweetheart, I have a much better idea.”
She sat up. “Me, too.”
He watched as she rolled on the condom, then straddled his hips before lowering herself onto him. “You don’t mind if I go for a ride, do you?”
He reached up and cupped both breasts. “You don’t mind if I play with these, do you?” He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
She tightened her thighs on his hips and gave him an internal hug. Oh. Yes. He could get used to this.
They both took a long ride that built slowly. When Isaac was close, he sat up and took her breast in his mouth. He knew the position added pressure to her clit, and she moaned her approval. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take so he gently nipped the hardened pebble in his mouth.
Hannah screamed in pleasure. Her internal walls milked every ounce out of him before they collapsed back on the bed.
He didn’t want to move, but he had to get rid of the condom. She lay on top of him breathing gently and evenly, asleep in his arms. Perfect.
Carefully, he rolled over to his side and tucked her into the sheets. After disposing the condom and cleaning up, all he wanted to do was go back to her, fall asleep with her for hours, then do it all again.
He heard a buzzing and immediately checked the alarm system. All clear. Then he realized it was the satellite phone that he had placed on vibrate rather than ring. He pressed the button to accept the call as he looked out every window, searching for danger.
“Snowman here.”
“Atlanta operations here. You missed your check-in two hours ago. We were about to send in helicopters and our black ops team.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!“Sorry. We took showers and fell asleep after finally having a hot meal.” When lying, stick as close to the truth as possible. He wondered if they really would send in a team, guns blazing. He was sure he didn’t want to find out. “So, now when is my next check-in?”
“Infrared is clear,” Atlanta told him. “Go back to bed and take the damn phone with you just in case. Next check-in, oh-six-hundred.”
“Snowman out.” Isaac clicked off the call. If they had actually been in danger, they would both be dead. He looked down the hall toward his bedroom. The most dynamic, wondrous, vivacious woman he had ever known was waiting for him there. He couldn’t let anything happen to her. Ever.
He adjusted the volume to full and crawled in next to Hannah.
His internal alarm woke him at five fifty-five the next morning. The cabin was chilly, so he slipped into sweats and thick socks. He tucked Hannah in and covered her with an extra blanket. Grabbing the sat phone on his way out of the bedroom, Isaac went in search of coffee.
Tonight, he would have to prepare the pot and set the timer so it would be ready when he got up tomorrow. He’d also have to remember to bank the fire so it would last throughout the night.
Coffee dripping, he checked in with Guardian Security.
“There were a few wild animals that wandered by in the night, but none of the two-legged variety. Your uncle has a sweet system. Did you hook him up with that?” Karl Solomon, his best friend back in Atlanta, had the operations center desk that morning.
“What do you think?” was Isaac’s reply.
