He shares his SEAL tours, how he came to work for DEA, how this assignment was supposed to be about drugs, but he learned the business was human trafficking. He confessed that it's the hardest assignment he's ever undertaken, and when he saw me, he knew he couldn't let that happen to me.
I set my empty cup down on the little table at the end of the sofa, unhook my bikini top, push down my thong, step out of it, and walk over to him, where he is sitting cross-legged on the floor. His beautiful amber eyes look up at me with the sincerest look in them, and I see the pain that he's endured throughout his life, sacrificing his own happiness for the freedom of others. He's done it all completely alone.
I reach my hand out, and he takes it. Staring up at me with eyes that are no longer thinking but feeling. I kneel down in front of him, place his hand on my tit, and tell him. "You had me when you boarded the boat."
Then I mount him and give myself to him.
His lips attach themselves to my tit, and he suckles for just a moment as his arms reach around me and pulls me down to sit on his lap. They kiss my skin, traveling up my chest to my neck and finally my lips. I cup his beautiful face as we kiss. His tongue enters my mouth, but instead of playing with my tongue, I suck it, and the moan that vibrates from his throat is my reward.
I release his tongue to place little loving kisses all over his face as his hands hold my body but do not move. He is lost in my love, receiving, not giving, and that is exactly where I want him to stay.
I push him over with my body, and he lays down, letting me take control. I unbutton his jeans, then push the zipper down. Then I reach around to his ass, and he lifts his hips for me to pull his pants off. I work them down while he watches. Glancing at him, seeing the deepness of his emotions expressed on his face, turns me on at a level I have never been before in my life.
When he's naked, I begin placing kisses up the inside of his legs, parting them as I move upward. When I reach his package, I lick his balls, then his cock from bottom to tip. His fingers slide around my head, then grip my hair, and he pulls my lips back to his. Gliding over the length of his body, my skin tingles with the direct connection. He stares into my eyes as I resist his kiss.
I spread my legs, raise my hips, and pull back. He lets me go, and I move to mount him. Taking his cock, I stroke my slit, wetting it, then I ease down onto it.
Our eyes never break the connection as I move, back and forth, up and down, fast, slow, deep, short. Watching his reactions, learning how to please him. He is a stallion, a stud, and I fuck him, trying not to cum, but I can't hold back.
I throw my head, tossing my hair wildly, and rock my world.
When I finish, I look back down at him, and he's smiling. Pure joy radiates from his face, and I tell him, "Yes sir, Mr. Daddy."
The look on his face is priceless, then he flips me over and proceeds to prove that I will forever gladly call him that.
Gabriel
Laying spent on top of Marie; I can honestly say I have made love to someone now. I give her a dismounting peck on her lips, and she smiles a lazy, satisfied smile. I pick her up and carry her to my bed, where she cuddles up with me, and we sleep until dark.
I wake first and lay thinking about how to handle the situation. I don't have to report to the King's for three days since I'm on a snatch and grab raid team. I play with Marie's hair absentmindedly. When I report on the fourth day, the group will be given the next targets. I'll assess the scenarios and put together a plan, but I don't want to get back in that rut. I need to take this opportunity to move to the next level of their organization.
Marie stirs, then rolls over to look at me. "Hey," She smiles and sits up on an elbow.
"Hey there," I smirk. Her hair is sticking out everywhere. She looks wild and untamed, but she's not anymore. I pucker my lips, and she leans over to kiss them.
"Umm, I'm going to like waking like this." I tell her, then ask, "Are you hungry?"
"Starving," she admits. "What is there to eat here?" She looks around my bare living quarters.
"Pizza, of course." I laugh and scoot to the edge of the bed.
She crawls up behind me, flings her arms over my shoulders, pressing her tits into my back, and says in my ear. "I need to use the ladies' room, but I don't see one."
I chuckle. "Now that is an issue since this is a bachelor pad." I turn to her, dipping my shoulder and pulling her into my arms. "I just step outside and take a whiz."
She lifts her eyebrows and says, "I'm going to have to go outside?"
I laugh, "Not exactly. There's a bathroom on the back porch, but don't expect much. It's just a toilet."
"Great!" She says as she slips off my lap and trots out the back door. Her ass cheeks rolling as she goes.
"Yep, I'm going to like waking like this."
13
Marie
He wasn’t kidding. There is only a toilet with a curtain surrounding it for pretend privacy. I relieve myself, flush it, and pull the curtain back. He’s turned on the exterior lights for me, and I look out onto a large lush green carpet, and in the moonlight, I see a waterfall in the distance.
This is paradise!
When I walk back in, he’s still naked, lighting a candle on the small dinette table. The pizza box is already sitting on it. “I hope you like it with everything and aren’t a pepperoni only kind of girl.”
I giggle. “I’ll pick off what I don’t like.” I walk over to my swimsuit and pick it up.
“No, ma’am.” He shakes his head. “Naked.”
“But….”
He turns to the small icebox, ignoring me, and asks, “Beer or water? I’m afraid that’s all I have to offer.”
“Beer, please.” I walk over naked and sit down. He brings the beers, twists the top off, and hands one to me.
I take it, and lift it, and say, “Here’s to prison being a paradise.”
He smirks, and as I drink to my own toast alone, he flips open the box, takes a piece of pizza out, and eats it. Watching him consume it fascinates me. He takes enormous bites, chews maybe three times, and swallows. “Eat.” He nods to the box. “I thought you said you were starving.”
I shake my head and admit. “I was just fascinate watching you consume that piece nearly whole.”
He smirks. “I’m starving. I had to share my midday snack with your hot little piece of ass.”
I laugh and pull a piece of pizza out of the box. Examine the contents on it, then eat it without taking anything off.
After two boxes of pizza are gone and eight beers, we’re sitting outside on the front porch looking out over the water with the moonlight dancing on the surface.
“How did you find this place?”
He says, “It’s a safe house.”
“Oh, well, it is definitely isolated.”
He finishes off his beer, stands, offers his hand, and says, “Let’s go get a shower.”
I take it, and he pulls me to my feet. “Please tell me it’s the waterfall out back.”
He grins. “It is.”
“Awesome! Lead the way.”