Protector #5 (A Navy SEAL Military Romance)

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Authors: Claire Adams
clit a little as I bent down and
kissed him deeply. That forced a moan from Brian’s lips as he looked up at me
with eyes full of desire and need.
    “You want it, don’t you?” I whispered into
his lips.
    “God, yes,” he groaned. “I’ve never wanted
anything more!”
    “ Mmmmm ,” I
murmured as I continued my teasing. “Maybe I should give it to you, then?”
    “Yes, Ava, please! Please!” he begged as he
pushed his hips up looking for a way inside my warm wet pussy.
    I smiled as I firmly gripped his cock,
guided it to the edge of my needy entry and then slid down fast and hard. Brian
gasped as he felt me envelope the length of his cock in one swift stroke, and
then lay still as I began to rock back and forth on it. I could feel the tip
pressing against my g-spot as I moved my hips and I pressed my hands against
his chest to give myself better leverage. Brian did his best to resist slamming
his hips upward, but he couldn’t stop himself from giving in to the small
upward thrusts that quickly began to push me to the edge of orgasm. With my
hand between my legs, stroking my clit, I rocked back and forth feeling his thickness
filling me.
    I leaned forward and kissed him just as I
reached the point of no return, and whispered “Yes,” into his lips.
    Brian reached around me and grabbed my ass
so that he could thrust hard and deep as I came hard on his cock. I cried out
as he slammed into to me once, twice, three times and then let out a deep moan
that came from somewhere deep inside him as he stayed buried inside me as he
released all the tension and need that had built up throughout the week.
      After
we’d both returned to earth, we lay still connected on the bed, me on top and
him underneath, just holding each other. I wanted to tell him how much I’d
missed this, but instead I lifted my head and kissed his lips softly; hoping
that he’d understand.  
    *****
    We lay tangled up in each other for a long time, and then
in a moment of impulsiveness, I said, “Tell me about your family. What are your
parents like? I haven’t seen you calling them any more frequently than I’ve
called mine now that I think about it.”
    “That’s different,” he said quietly.
“There’s a reason for it. It’s just…complicated.”
    “Oh, yes, I’m sorry,” I said sarcastically.
“My family dynamic is so simplistic and basic that I forgot that other people’s
families are really complex.”
    “Ava, don’t,” he cautioned. “That’s not what
I meant.”
    “Sure it is,” I said. “That’s exactly what
you meant, and I resent it.”
    “Ava, don’t ruin this, please?” he sighed
heavily.
    “I’m not ruining it,” I retorted. “I’m
asking you a personal question that you are refusing to answer. I’ve told you
everything about my life. Everything about my parents, about my grandmother,
about my relationship with Dominic, and now I’m asking you to reciprocate.”
    Brian sighed again as he pulled me closer
and played with my hair. I couldn’t see his face, but I knew he was thinking
about what I’d said. After a few minutes I felt him shift, then grab my arms
and slide me off of him onto the bed next to him so that he could prop his head
on his bent arm and run his hand over my naked body as he spoke.
    “My family is messed up, I’m going to warn
you in advance,” he said warily. When I nodded solemnly, he continued. “My
father died when I was a baby. My mother never actually told me what happened,
but there were rumors that spread around town and I heard them all. Some said
he jumped off the water tower in the middle of town on a dare while drunk, and
some said he smashed his car into a brick wall while driving drunk. You get the
picture…my dad was a drunk.”
    I reached out and held his hand for a moment
without saying a word. Brian nodded slightly and continued, “My mom and I were
alone for what felt like a really long time, but it was really only about three
or four years. She waited

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