Page 57 of Saved By the Marines (Soldiers Of Misfortune)

“Thanks, Wolfe,” Clarissa said as she caught up. “I swear he gets faster every day.”

Seeing Wolfe standing there holding a child made my ovaries all but melt, so I said, “Excuse me,” and ducked into the bathroom. I just needed a moment to myself. Leaning over the sink, I studied my reflection in the mirror. Gone was the paleness that had taken over after my abduction. My cheeks were bright with color and despite the overwhelming amount of people at this barbecue, I was thrilled and so happy. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt anxious or scared. It was impossible for those feelings to creep in with this many people around. Especially when I knew three of them had my back unconditionally.

A knock on the door sounded, so I smoothed my hands through my hair, then opened it. Wolfe was leaning against the doorframe, eyes worried. “You okay?”

“Of course,” I said, brows pulling low. “I just needed to use the bathroom.”

“Mmhhmm,” he replied, catching my hand and pulling me along with him.

“Where are we going?” I asked. “I promised Jean I was going to show her how to make-”

He shoved me into a room and then had me pinned back against the door before I knew what was happening. I’d have whiplash if his big bear paw of a hand hadn’t cupped my nape, preventing it from moving. His fingers were tangled in my hair and his lips were on mine.

My breath caught in my throat as he explored my mouth. His tongue pressed against mine, and I couldn’t help but mimic the movement by arching into his body.

Wolfe’s hands caught my hips and jerked me up off my feet until I was wrapping my legs around his waist. He barely let me take a new breath before he was kissing me again. “I’ve been waiting to do this,” he said against my mouth.

“Me too.”

We were moving against each other, grinding our hips together and frantically kissing as though someone was going to rip us away from each other at any moment.

A shout from the hall made him freeze, then he dropped his head to my chest as a herd of his nieces and nephews went thundering by. “I want to say fuck it all and take you back home.” If he had decided, I would have been powerless to stop him. I was clinging to him for dear life, hoping desperately for another kiss.

There was frustration in his chocolate eyes as he looked up at me with a wry smile. “Guess we’d better get back out there.” He dropped me back down to the ground, but when he went to open the door, I stopped him.

There was a challenge in my eyes as I locked the door. “Who’s room is this?”

A dark brow arched at me as he watched me turn the little lever on the knob. “Mine, Doug, and Darrell’s.”

“The only two brothers who aren’t here today,” I commented. “Convenient.”

“Oh yeah?” he asked, a smile spreading his lips as I put a hand on his chest and pushed him backward.

There was no way I’d be able to move him if he wasn’t playing along, but when his knees hit one of the beds, he happily fell back onto it. I didn’t know who this girl was. The one who was brazenly seducing one of her boyfriends. The one who had three boyfriends. But I was happy for the first time in a really long time, so I was going along with it.

Crawling up his body, I kissed my way up his chest—still covered by his shirt—and then captured his lips with mine. My hands went down and pulled his shirt upward until I was able to rub my palms over his muscles. A shiver worked its way up my spine. I knew his job was physically demanding and he had to stay in good shape, but this was better than good.

The world spun as he flipped our positions and he was suddenly looking down on me. “You feeling frisky, Bailey?”

“I just wanted to kiss a bit more,” I pouted playfully.

“You’re going to get more than that,” he promised, a wicked glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, I thought about my actions and shook my head. “Not here. Your family…”

“They’re busy down stairs,” he said, stripping his shirt off then toeing off his boots.

My eyes widened as I realized he was serious. I struggled beneath him, but he was a behemoth of a man and had my hips pinned down to the mattress between his knees. “Wolfe,” I cautioned.

He flashed me a grin, then started lifting my shirt. His eyes were trained on the skin he was revealing and I fell quiet as he hooked his thumbs into the underside of my bra and lifted that along with my shirt.

My breathing sped up as his hands left my shirt rucked up around my neck and covered my breasts. His hands were so big they easily spread across my chest. My breasts weren’t huge by any means, but I’d never gotten any complaints about them before. Wolfe didn’t seem to mind their size as he leaned down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth.

Gasping, I arched against him. The pleasure zinged from the now wet tip directly to my clit. I would have thought after this morning’s activities with Kip, sex would be the last thing on my mind, but somehow, despite all the orgasms, I’d still been missing something.

Now I realized what it was. He’d purposely left me to stew all day after not fucking me. I was already throbbing and wet after a few kisses and a little nipple play. The jerk. I was pretty sure he’d known what he was doing. These men were clearly far more experienced than I was, but I was looking forward to what they could teach me.

I knew sex with them wasn’t going to leave me lying beneath them, staring at the ceiling, while I waited for them to finish. I pitied whoever Ted married because that was what she’d be getting with him.

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