Ice (Elite Forces #1)

He pulls his cock out and moves it to my ass, rubbing the tip over the entrance. My body defies me, and I actually spread my legs a little wider, giving him the go-ahead. The mission is tomorrow, and I know this is the last time I’ll ever be with this man. I should be the one demanding everything. I’d give everything to really be able to examine his glorious cock and watch him lose control for once under my command.

I may be weak in this moment, allowing him to fuck me like this, but I’m not spending the damn night with him. No way. He continues to prime my ass with the slickness of his cock and the moisture from my *. I close my eyes, feeling his fingers glide between my legs, sweeping upward and stretching my ass cheeks when he slides a finger inside. My eyes snap open when the tip of his cock pushes in slowly. His dick is still wet from fucking me, and that helps him slide into my entrance.

My * is aching for him to return, but the more he pushes himself in, the more I feel an incredible orgasm resurface. I forget about the explosives and focus on how he makes me feel. I begin to burn with the progress he makes, slowly filling me each time. It takes a few jerky movements from his hips and complete stillness from my ass before he gets in enough to actually start moving. I feel exquisitely full. Oh god. Why do we have to be here? I want to yell at him to fuck me hard because right now, I need to come.

I swear he reads my mind. His movements hit rapidly. He maintains consistency when he thrusts harder, making me crazy. My skin explodes with an indescribable sensation, and I fall quickly onto the edge of an orgasm. This is my first time for this. I've never allowed another man near my ass, but god, does this feel like hell moving straight through heaven.

“Tell me I'm the first.” He thrusts forward slowly, drawing my eyes back to the box below me. This speed I can handle. No sudden movements and we’ll be fine, but fuck if it isn't insane trying to do this on explosives.

“Yes.” I close my eyes and take the burn he’s causing over every single inch of my body.

“Yes, what?” He speaks to me in a deep growl as he practically begs for my response. I know what he wants to hear

“Yes, Sir.”





CHAPTER FIVE


KALEB


She’s fucking sexy as fuck. How will I let her go once this mission is over? She's perfect for me. I love the challenge of showing her she likes to submit to me and me alone.

She’d be the perfect one to show my true desires to. I can show her so much pleasure through my touch and make her feel what she's never felt before. Jade would never submit to me though. Not how I want her to. She’ll test me. Piss me off and have me slapping this beautiful sweet ass that’s staring me right in the face. I’d give up on trying to derive a plan to have her on her knees at my command if she agreed to take this further with me once we leave here.

I'll have to make sure this isn't the last time I'm with her. Things will be so much different when we’re out of this fucking desert and home where we can learn more about each other. I want to have her in my bed, so I can show her how good I can make her feel and worship this sinful body that tempts every man who looks at her. God, I want her.

She's moaning as I fuck her slowly in the ass. It's tight, so tight that I'm only about halfway in. I love that I'm her first in this.

I drive forward a few more times before I feel her orgasm. The change causes me to dive right into my own release. She's so tiny, and I love that I can just pick her ass up and fuck her anywhere. It's a convenience that won't be lost on me if ever given the chance back in the States.

I let my eyes explore her beautiful back and ass. “Why is your back scratched all to hell?”

I step back and watch as she carefully stands away from the boxes, her eyes watching them like they're a ticking time bomb.

“Are you fucking crazy?”

“This wasn't me. If you remember, I wanted to fuck you in my cot while you stayed the night with me.”

“I'm not staying with you, Kaleb.”

“You will one day, and what the fuck happened to your back?” And goddamn it. She’s stubborn as fuck. She will stay with me. I will make damn sure of it.

“You're so sure of yourself.” I don't respond, but I am. I always get what I want, because I'm not afraid to put in the work to get it. “You happened to my back.”

I try to comprehend what she’s saying as she continues. “You fucked me up against that wall.” It finally registers, and I begin to feel guilty for the markings all over her shoulders.

“Shit. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

“So you liked it?” The thought of her enjoying something like that pulls my mind to a very dirty place. A place I’d love to explore with her.

I button my pants and hand her top to her, watching her as she tries to fix everything I just messed up. She has no idea how sexy this fucked look is on her.

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