"Baby, your bare pussy is the best I've ever tasted, like honey or nectar. I could live off of eating you out all the time. And your breasts are so fucking hot, next time I'll pay them more attention." His words are driving me crazy. Wait...did he say next time? That’s the second time he’s indicated there would be more than once. Oh, hell no! This is just tonight for me.
My thoughts are cut off as he starts slowly pushing into me. I can't think of anything else now. The head of his cock is so broad I feel it stretching me, almost painfully.
"Oh God... Baby, you're so tight. This is going to go faster than I want." He groans, then pushes fully into me with a thrust.
"Mmm, Duncan."
"Maya, baby, I gotta move, but are you okay?" I nod. "No, say the words, Maya."
"Yes, Duncan. God, yes. Move."
That's all he needs. He pulls out almost all the way and slams home again. We both groan.
"Here goes, baby. Wrap your legs around me." I do as he says. He starts moving faster, pistoning into me. I push up into him, too. My orgasm is cresting upon me.
He groans over me. "Now, baby, come now," he practically roars. I come so hard I might pass out. My vaginal muscles squeeze him tight, setting him off. He growls my name into my neck and goes rigid everywhere. His strong arms lock around me, holding me tightly to him, and I return the hold. I don't want to leave him and I get the sense he doesn't want me to leave.
I'm undone. How do I go on from here? This was by far the best sex I've ever had, and I can never do it again. Pain stabs my heart as I hear his voice in the distance.
"Maya." Did I pass out?
Duncan moves off me. My arms fall to my sides, empty. I feel the loss instantly. The warmth and connection are gone. He pads to the bathroom and returns with a wet washcloth.
"Open, baby. I'm going to clean you up."
No man has ever done this. I open my legs for him. The coolwashcloth rubs my vagina and it feels comforting. No one has taken care of me like this. My past lovers were only concerned about themselves. He throws the washcloth toward the bathroom, lies on the bed, and pulls me into his side.
"We'll relax for a bit, then round two."
I snuggle into him; I've never been a cuddler, but he's just so comfortable and I feel content. I close my eyes, the jet lag and alcohol catching up. I fall asleep in his arms with one of my hands resting over his heart. The steady beat pulling me deeper into sleep.
CHAPTER EIGHT
DUNCAN
"Bugger, what in the bloody hell 'ave I done." I groan. She stirs and cuddles into me more. I knew I had to have this woman, but should I is the problem.
All day I’ve watched her. When we worked together earlier, she had me spellbound. She's my siren. Her body is more like a runner's, except for the full breasts. Even her damn cowboy boots were hot. I wanted her legs wrapped around my hips while I drove her into multiple orgasms. I couldn't believe my luck. I've been trying to figure out a way to find out more about her. Now here she is. I'm glad that man is only her partner, because she is mine now.
The fact that she's Ana's best friend is a mark in the wrong. That and the fact she lives in another country, but I will overcome both, I've had worse odds.
My life is starting to work out, finally. I work privatesecurity. My boss was my old captain, and today he asked me to be his second in command, just like when we served together. I have a flat in a new building and I'm no longer in the military. Now to work things out with my father.
I need to figure out what to do about Jonathon too. Maya is right, there's something off with Ana's and his relationship. I've never seen my sister so emotional. I've known for a while there was something up with him, but Ana won't listen to me. Maybe Maya can talk her out of this farce tomorrow. Father seems okay with him. However, I haven't spoken to the old codger in over nine years. Today was the first time I've seen him since I got home. He acted as if we weren't in the same room earlier and then ignored me the rest of the night. I want to tell him about my job. I want to fix what I broke. And mostly, I want to have him back in my life.
My mind drifts back to Maya. My body and mind know she is the one, but I'm fairly certain she isn't going to agree. When she walked into Ana's room earlier in that dress that was no more than a scrap of material, I wanted to drag her from there. No one should see her looking that good. Watching her at dinner with that fucktard of a best man was making me angry. I've never been a jealous man until now. The thought of anyone touching her makes me want to break something. That's what sent me into the garden earlier.
I was trying to avoid starting a fight with Stephan. I watched her defend herself when he did something under the table. My hands clinched into fists then and now. When she pulled those moves on me in the garden, it got me so hard I thought I was going to bust my zipper. When my sister interrupted our little tryst, I knew I had to have her. Part of me hoped she'd declinemy offer. I knew if I had her like this, it would never be enough. My cock begins to harden. I want her again. I've never been ready this quickly before. This girl has me gutted.
I close my eyes and I'm taken back to the day my military career changed. The day I lost my best friend. As Christopher laid dying in my arms, I didn't care about the bullets hitting my body. My armor took so many hits that day that I'm still surprised I lived. I smell his blood and the gunpowder in the air. I can still see Timothy trying to save his life. His words are what I remember the most: It was worth it. He left his baby and wife alone. How was it worth it? How was all that worth the sacrifice he made for me? He took the bullet meant for me. I found the letters in his pockets. It was as if he knew. One for his wife, one for his daughter, and one for me. I delivered them and read mine.
I'm shaken from my thoughts when Maya whimpers in her sleep, draping her leg over mine. Her hand brushes my semi-aroused cock and I want to roll us over to start round two. She needs more sleep. I notice the dark circles under her eyes. She must work too many hours at her job. I lean my face into her hair and smell the vanilla and jasmine scent that's teased me all day. Her hair is soft and spread across her back and over my arm. I run my fingers through the thick mass of hair. She settles back in and my thoughts wander again.
Over the years, I've heard Ana talk about Maya, but she's not what I expected. I feel myself drifting off. Guess I could use some sleep too. I'll wake in a few and take her again, because this is so not done. I remember the look of panic in her eyes when I said next time. I just hope I can keep my nightmares at bay for just one night.
Maya
I come awake with a start,practically jumping from the bed. I hear a grunt next to me and an arm tightens around my middle. Oh great, what have I done? I move slightly, trying to gain some space. He pulls me back in, even tighter. I shift again, acting as if I'm rolling to my other side, and he shifts to spooning my rear. Carefully grabbing a pillow next to me, I hug it to my body for a few minutes then roll again to put the pillow between us. Success! His arm wraps around it. I wait for a beat and then slide off the side of the bed. I can't believe he fell for it.
