Blackstone's Heart (Blackout Security Inc. Book 1) Page 8

  Krista moaned, her back arching as she tried to pull her hands free to touch him but he wasn’t having that. Feeling him hard and throbbing against her clit through her jeans was delicious. She rocked more, pressing just right so the inseam caused amazing friction against her. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so turned on, if she ever had.

  "Ahh, that's it baby. Rub against my cock." Ethan whispered hotly, the tip of his tongue tracing the shell of her ear. "Imagine how I'm going to feel inside that wet pussy again. Hmm? Can you Krista."

  "Oh Christ Ethan..."

  "Your soaking wet for me aren't you? If I were to strip you down right now, would your pretty little pussy be glistening for me?"

  "Yes."

  "Good girl."

  She was seconds from climax, when Ethan suddenly released her and stood her on shaking legs. She looked up ready to tear him apart, till she caught the dark glint in his eyes. Pure, primal lust shown back at her. Gulping she froze.

  "So beautiful Krista. You have me so hard baby."

  Licking her lips, she reached out and gripped him through his jeans. "That's what I like. Knowing I made your dick hard."

  "Fuck the bed." He hissed.

  Krista shrieked when he grabbed her. In seconds he had her on the floor ravaging her mouth once more. Their hands tangled as they clawed at each other’s clothes. A desperate need to feel flesh on flesh. Finally, they were naked and Ethan paused over her, his stormy eyes boring into hers.

  "I need a condom. Back pocket in my wallet." He gritted, pinching the base of his cock.

  "No need. I'm clean Ethan. I haven't been with anyone in over a year. I'm also on the pill. I'm good."

  "I'm clean too, but are you sure baby?"

  Smiling seductively, she reached between them stroking him. "Take me Ethan. Now. I want you inside me."

  With an animalistic growl, he obeyed his woman. Elevating her hips, he slid into her. Krista arched and cried out, her hot walls clinging to him as he filled her. Ethan's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he sank half way inside his person siren.

  "Fuck. Tight. So good."

  "More Ethan."

  Instead of moving, Ethan stilled and looked down. “More? You want me to give you more?”

  “Please yes.”

  “Oh, I like it when you say please. I can picture you now. Tied to the bed, my handprint on that gorgeous ass, painting it a beautiful shade of red. Those delicious nipples hard, throbbing and just screaming for my mouth. Do you want that? Christ, you just got wetter.”

  With no warning, he surged forward sinking the rest of him balls deep inside her. She flexed under him, around him. Her eyes widening in surprise as a long moan erupted from her. His body tensed on the verge of exploding right then and there. Beneath him, Krista seemed to be fighting the same urge. To hell with that. His finger found her swollen clit and stroked.

  "Ethan!"

  "Yes Krista. Come for me. Squeeze my dick."

  "Close..."

  "Give it to me Krista. I want you to scream my name. Now!'

  Krista screamed as her body locked up beneath him. Ethan gripped her hips and began pounding into her. Hard. Deep. Making her cry for it, for him. Sweat trickled down his back as he neared his own peak. When she squeezed once more, a second orgasm rippling through her, he roared with his own emptying into her almost violently.

  He all but collapsed onto her, their bodies still trembling from the strength of their climax. Her arms came up and enveloped him. Tenderly stroking his back. Sighing he nuzzled her delicate neck, dropping soft kisses on the skin. Several minutes later, he rolled onto his back pulling her atop him, his arms cocooning her.

  "Wow." She breathed.

  "Yeah." He sighed.

  Suddenly Krista began giggling. "We just fucked like rabbits barely four steps into the house."

  Ethan couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of him. "But it was hot as hell."

  Krista lost it then. Ethan joined her, holding her tighter. When they settled down, he stood, then pulled her up to her feel. Though she was five nine, he still stood a good head taller. Gently he cupped her cheek. Her eyes closed, turning to rub against his palm.

  "I'm staying here tonight Krista."

  Her eyes opened and met his. Her response was a simple nod. Ethan swept her up and into his arms. He paused long enough for her to set the alarm before taking the stairs to her bedroom. When he walked into the bedroom, he kicked the door closed behind him. Without a word, he walked to the bed and laid her right in the middle.

  Keeping those ocean eyes of hers locked with his, he climbed onto the bed so he straddled her waist. “I’m not done with you yet Krista. I have waited fourteen years to be with you again and I’m just getting started.”

  “I’ve waited a long time too Ethan. I meant what I told you last week, I want you.”

  “You need to be one hundred percent about this. We go further, you’re mine.”

  Krista leaned up and cupped his face. “Yes Ethan. I’m sure about this.”

  Ethan’s hands sank into her unbound golden locks as his mouth once more assaulted hers. He barely registered the bite of her nails digging into his shoulders as he loomed over her. When he pulled away, it was only long enough to roll her onto her stomach. He barely gave her a moment to capture her breath, before he drove himself inside her. Her back bowed and his name escaped in breathless gasp. He reached around her and his hands cupped her breasts as he pulled her up so that they were now kneeling.

  “Fuck, you’re still wet baby.”

  “I know. My god Ethan, please.”

  Chuckling low and dark, Ethan lowered his head and bit into her neck, causing her to moan and her slick walls to coat him even more. “Please what Krista? You want me to do this?” He pinched both nipples, rolling them, tugging them. Krista cried out in pleasure and surged back against him. “Mmm, you like it a little rough?”

  “Yes. Fuck yes Ethan.” Krista panted.

  He released one nipple and gently pushed her down so that Krista was bent at the waist. In a fluid move, his palm came down on one firm ass cheek. He felt her tense as she moaned and her pussy clenched him even tighter. Moaning himself, Ethan repeated the move on the other cheek. For nearly five minutes he peppered her ass, going from one cheek to the other. With each blow, Krista would cry in pleasure and beg for more.

  Ethan stared down at his handy work, his cock hard as steel buried inside her. “Christ, that’s a sight of beauty. Your beautiful ass marked by me.” He slid a hand under her and found her clit. She bucked against his hand, trying to find friction. He growled as he felt the juice flowing from her, from around his dick. “Holy shit baby, you’re dripping. You loved feeling me mark you didn’t you.”

  “Yes! Yes I loved it. Ethan. Ethan please. Fuck me.” Krista begged.

  Unable to deny them both any longer, Ethan gave them both what they want. His hips pulled back then plunged foreword again. Krista screamed his name as she threw her head back. Ethan grabbed her nipples as he rode her. Krista clutched the bedsheets asking for more. He was close again but he wanted, NEEDED her to come first.

  “Come Krista. Fuck, come now!”

  The moment he felt her walls contract around him, heard her hoarse cry, he followed right behind her. His whole body locked up as he once more emptied into her. Draping himself over her body and holding her, his hips continued gyrating, drawing out their orgasm. Several moments later, still inside her, Ethan lay on the bed, spooning Krista as he held her, scattering slow, languid kisses across her shoulders.

  “Holy. Hell.” She panted.

  “You’re amazing.” He whispered, brushing her hair off her neck.

  With a sigh, Krista snuggled deeper into his embrace. “Is this what you meant when you told me you weren’t gentle?”

  Ethan rolled them so that he was over her, his hands on either side of her head. “That WAS me being gentle.”

  “Oh my.” She breathed, her eyes widening, yet her body was
heating up all over again at the idea of more.

  “You still want to do this Krista? After I just told that, do you still want to keep going?”

  In answer, Krista reached up and cupped his face. “Yes. I want to do this Ethan and I want more.”

  Ethan captured her lips aggressively as her arms wrapped tightly around him.

  Chapter 7

  Ethan smiled staring down at the beauty in his arms. Last night had been heaven for him. After their frenzied coupling in her front entry way, he had carried her upstairs and took her again, then a third time before they both passed out. She had been as insatiable as he had. Taking everything he gave and giving back just as good.

  The morning light filtered through the sheer blue lace curtains that hung from the two floor to ceiling windows on either side of the California King bed. Her bedroom was large and so utterly Krista. Little feminine touches mixed in with the tomboy she was. Blues, greens, creams and splashes of pink and purple decorated the room he lay in, with Krista tucked into his side.

  When he had seen her massive bed dozens of images painted his mind. The four poster would be perfect to restrain her with as he worshipped her body. Picturing her delicate wrists anchored to the bed posts while he feasted on her pussy had him hardening rapidly. Stifling a groan, he carefully slipped from the bed, tucking the sheets around her before walking out of the room.

  At the foot of the stairs he found their clothes from the night before. Tugging on his boxers and black tactical pants, he walked barefoot and shirtless into the kitchen to start coffee and breakfast. As he worked, he replayed the night before. The touches, the words, the way they came together. When they had dated as teenagers he had been gentle with her. Caring, tender.

  Last night he had been damned near unhinged. Of course, it seemed as if Krista had enjoyed it as much as he did. He smirked when he remembered how she tightened around him and cried in pleasure when he spanked that luscious ass when taking her from behind. The way she got slicker and tighter when he would tug at her nipples. A sound at the doorway interrupted his lustful thoughts and had him turning while reaching for his sidearm, but it wasn't there.

  "Looking for this big boy?" Krista teased, holding his shoulder holster and wearing only his t-shirt.

  "Damn you look fucking sexy like that?" He growled, looking her up and down.

  Smiling, she slowly slipped on his holster and sauntered right up to him. When she reached him, he pulled her to him. Her hands slithering up his bare chest. "Good morning."

  "Morning baby." Ethan leaned down kissing her slowly. Krista sighed and melted into him. "Mmm, you taste good."

  Giggling, she swatted his chest before slipping from his arms to fix her a cup of coffee. He felt his dick roaring to life as she walked to the bar wearing his shirt and his gun. Could he ever remember seeing anything so fucking hot? Nope. Not a damned thing as sexy as that.

  "So, what happens now?" Krista jumped right in while he began cracking eggs.

  "Still the first to break the ice huh?" He chuckled.

  "Yep." She shrugged sipping her coffee. "I'm serious though Ethan. What's the next move. Was last night just hot, sweaty, amazing sex? As you said last week, I'm a client too..."

  "Kris..."

  "No, let me finish. I'm not a kid. If last night was just sex, I can deal. I don't want you uncomfortable around me Ethan. I still care about you, hell you've always mattered to me, even before we dated. I just need to know what you're thinking so we can be on the same page."

  Ethan took a breath as he stirred the eggs in the pan. "Kris, last night wasn't just sex. Not for me. I'll be honest here, when I shipped out I thought I was over you. Oh I thought about you, how could I not? You and I have always been a part of each other's lives since we were kids." He platted the eggs and put them in the oven to stay warm while beginning on the bacon. "When I saw you again it was like a Humvee hit me. Despite wanting you, I also have a job to do and that's help catch this fucker and protect you at the same time. Which does complicate things."

  "Yes it does." She agreed. "The big question is, can we both remain objective so you can complete your mission right?"

  "Smart ass." He laughed.

  "Never said I wasn't. Sir." She countered, with a saucy wink.

  "I ought to spank you for your lip."

  "Oh, promises, promises."

  "Don't tempt me woman." He warned, earning a giggle from Krista. "Anyway, yes that is the big question."

  The two remained silent. Krista sipping her coffee as Ethan finished breakfast. Moments later he carried the two plates and sat across from her at the breakfast bar. They ate in silence, both thinking of their situation. This was a unique one because while there was something there between them, she had a psycho stalker after her and no idea who or where he was.

  Krista finished first and pushed her plate away. "Okay, let's be objective here."

  Ethan polished off his own meal. "Okay."

  "We're consenting adults. Both of us know what's at stake with this creep out there."

  "Because he's in the wind that makes him a more dangerous and unpredictable threat."

  "Yeah it does." She sighed. "Ethan, I'm not making light of this. I want you to know that. I may not show it, but I'm conscious of what's going on around me, or I try to be. I have my conceal and carry so everywhere I go, I'm armed."

  Ethan grinned rakishly. "The thought of you armed is giving me a hard on."

  "You're such a horn dog." She rolling her eyes. "Stop thinking with your dick for like five minutes, Jarhead. What I'm getting at is, between you, your men and the feds I'm covered as best as I can be."

  Ethan took a long swallow of his own coffee. She made valid points. Sitting up he looked at her. "Then what do you want Krista?"

  "I want to see where this takes us Ethan. We can take it day by day if you want. But we walked away from each other fourteen years ago. Yet here we are again." Krista replied.

  "Then we'll take it day by day." Ethan agreed.

  Krista was about to slip off the stool to take her plate to the sink, but Ethan beat her to it. Smiling, she cupped her chin and watched the shirtless, badass Marine rinse off the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher. He walked back to her carrying the coffee pot and refilled their cups.

  “I’m curious about something Ethan.”

  “What’s that?”

  “How did you come up with the concept for Blackout anyway? Your dad never really said how you did around me.”

  Ethan swallowed his coffee and sat the cup back on the bar top. “I can’t tell you when I came up with the idea exactly. I guess it happened after I was released from Richmond. I got back to Lejeune about a month before the rest of the guys came home. All five of us began our transition out phase, so that last year we were pretty much only doing training ops and prepping the guys who were taking our place after we left.

  “So the five of us were down at Sywanyk’s there in Jacksonville having a few drinks and shootin’ the shit. I had asked if any of them had an idea of what they were doing after they got out. The only one who had a semi-plan was Tony. He would join his dad’s motorcycle club and go into work with his dad at his cycle shop.”

  “Wait, Tony’s dad in a MC?” Krista asked in surprise.

  Ethan laughed. “I know, I thought that too. His dad’s club is more like that club, BACA. You know, Bikers Against Child Abuse? His dad’s club helps with things like security during the annual county fair, they do Thanksgiving and Christmas meals for the needy in the town. They also do the neighborhood watch and stuff.”

  “Wow. That’s kind of cool.” She giggled.

  “Yep. Anyway, so as we’re all sitting there drinking and I suddenly find myself saying that the five of us should go into business together. Gage asked what kind. It was actually Grant who came up with the security thing. I suggested being based in Austin. About two months after that night, we had a business plan put together. I called up Dad and told him. He was completely on
board, actually all of our families were. A year after that last deployment we were out of the Corps and moving here. The rest is history.” He explained.

  “Sounds like you guys are living the American dream. I think that’s amazing Ethan and I’m so proud of you.” She smiled, reaching out and covering his hand with hers.

  “Thank you. I don’t know why, but it means a lot to me.”