Chapter Twenty Four #2
“Wow. You didn’t say anything about having your own anchor. Do you use it as your weapon?” she asked, innocently.
Jameson shook his head as he tugged her to her feet. “Anchors lie at the bottom of water and do nothing. I have no intention of remaining still.
“I want to taste you,” she argued.
“You can, but you’ll never kneel on the floor for me,” he promised, picking her up and taking her to the cushioned couch.
She slid down his body and sat on her knees.
Stroking his sack with her nails, Caroline watched as Jameson tilted his head back and moaned.
His hands cupped her breasts as his thumbs brushed against her nipples.
“Hmmm,” she moaned as she licked his length and took him in her mouth. Squeezing his balls, she slowly bobbed up and down, taking more of him each time.
“Shit,” he swore, twinging his fist in her hair. “Your mouth feels incredible.”
“Mmm,” she hummed, making him harder.
He gripped her hair tighter as she took her time getting acquainted with him.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked.
Glancing at him, she moaned her answer.
“You’re killing me,” he breathed.
Taking one more swipe with her tongue, Caroline grazed the tip. “You taste good.”
“Stand up,” he ordered, helping her to rise on the cushions. It made her nipple the perfect height to suck.
Caroline’s hand drifted into his hair while he feasted on her breast. His fingers massaged her inner core before slipping inside her.
Moving her hips to his rhythm, she rode his finger.
When he added a second one and curled it, she sighed in pleasure.
Jameson switched breasts while playing with the other nipple, sending her nerves on fire.
“Jameson,” she moaned long and loud.
“Don’t come yet, Caroline,” he ordered as he kissed her chest. “I’m not done. You’re soaked, and I’m enjoying every single part of you.”
“Please,” she pleaded while his thrusts took an urgent turn.
Their breathing grew heavier as she clenched his shoulders, riding his hand, unable to get enough and wanting more.
“I can’t hold on much longer,” she begged. “I want you, Jameson.”
“After you come, I’m lying you back on the counter. I want you to watch me slide into you,” he ordered. “Come for me,” he murmured before pinching one nipple while he sucked the other.
Caroline’s hips ground against his hand as he brought her higher. He tugged harder as her body flew over the edge.
“Ohhh,” she said as her body stiffened and the orgasm rolled over her. She clenched down on his finger while he slowly and masterfully lowered her down.
He knelt and kissed above her mound before hauling her over his shoulder and heading toward the kitchen. Gently setting her on the towel, Jameson reached for the condom, but she snatched it from his hand.
“Let me do it,” she said, ripping it open and sliding it down his hardened length.
“Tell me,” he started to say when she pressed a finger to his lips.
“It’s not the same. I won’t let Cain take this from me. You’re not like them. I’m scared, but I know you’ll stop if I need to. It’s the reason I know I won’t have to.”
“You’re killing me, Caroline,” he whispered reverently, kissing her breathlessly. Their tongues collided as the desire between them built higher.
Jameson leaned back and adjusted himself between her legs. “Watch me, sweetheart. I’m making love to you.”
Caroline rose on her elbows and licked her lips as she watched him slide inside her slowly. He slid in and out, giving her a little at a time, until he filled her completely.
Her legs quaked in anticipation as he wrapped his arm around them, giving him an anchor as he slipped inside achingly slow. Caroline moaned and clenched against him.
She lay back, letting him take control, enjoying him filling her to the brim.
Jameson set her feet on the edge, and his hands glided over her stomach and then kneaded her breasts.
“I want you here forever,” he breathed as she put her hands over his.
“You’re beautiful, Jameson,” Caroline said, watching him. “I love the tattoo on your neck and how it pulses when you stare at me.”
“It’s because my heart races whenever you’re near me. You’re all I think about,” he confessed as he thrust harder and pinched her nipples.
Caroline rose, sitting up. The new position caused them to gasp in pleasure.
Starting at his shoulder, she nibbled her way around the tattoo. Her hands roamed over his chest, and she pulled on his nipples, making him groan as he sought her mouth.
His hands stroked her thighs as his thumb brushed against the tiny nub. Caroline jolted as tingling sparks of pleasure jolted through her.
“Jameson,” she moaned into his mouth.
Jameson grinned. “What do you think about my super SEAL moves now?”
“I can say with full confidence, you know how to use a missile,” she assured him.
“I thought you called it my anchor,” he said, thrusting harder.
“You’ve proven me wrong,” she whispered, growing frantic as he increased the pace. She clutched his shoulders, and he used the towel beneath her to slam her into him, then back. Their panting filled the room as their slick bodies met each other.
“I miss you when we’re not together,” she said, kissing the scruff along his jaw. “I ache for you.”
“Damn it, Caroline,” he swore. “You’ll make me explode like a teenager.”
“I can’t wait to lick my way down your abs, and I want to taste you again,” she teased in his ear.
He pulled her close, grinding himself into her. Her mouth froze as the pressure built while he played with her nub.
“Jameson,” she called his name urgently.
“Let go, Caroline,” he ordered gently. The muscle ticked in his jaw, and his intense gaze sent the orgasm rolling over her. Her muscles clamped tightly around him as she cried out his name.
Gripping her hips, Jameson rode his way home, smiling at her flushed face and the damp tendrils around her forehead. His climax hit, tingling all the way down his spine.
He slowed his thrusts as they caught their breaths. He kissed her nose and forehead as she lay limply against him.
“Your super SEAL techniques keep getting better,” she said softly as she lay her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“I’m only warming up,” he replied, chuckling.
“I need a rest,” she begged.
“How about a shower?” he asked. “I can explore you a little more while you rest.”
“We’re supposed to make it to the barbecue, and I want to cuddle up on your fluffy couch and binge-watch on your TV instead,” she confessed. “I like you naked.”
“We can make it happen,” he said, giving her a choice.
“No. Rebecca said the men planned on meeting a new teammate tonight. You’re part of the team. It’s important to you,” she informed him. “We’re going.”
Jameson discarded the condom and the packet before leaning over to pick up their tossed clothes.
“Nice ass,” she complimented him. “I dropped my bra over there.”
Jameson picked her up and sat her down on the floor. “Then you might want to pick it up. I’d like a nice view.”
Caroline bent, giving him the full view. “You’ve inspected it very thoroughly. I’ll be walking funny tonight.”
He grabbed her by the waist, swinging her back to his front.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Never. It felt nice to forget about everything and feel something,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder. “Shower with me.”
He kissed her shoulder and murmured, “Your wish is my command.”
Two hours later
Jameson helped Caroline from the truck, letting her body slide down close to him.
“We didn’t discuss if we wanted to keep this between us,” Jameson said, nervously glancing toward Julio and Rebecca’s house. People chatting and laughing drifted from the backyard.
Taking his hand, Caroline said, “I’ve made my choice and I don’t care who knows.”
He let out the breath he held unknowingly. Jameson kissed her head and walked toward the backyard, proudly holding her hand in his.
They entered the backyard, and Rebecca excused herself to say hello.
“Hi, you two. We thought you might’ve changed your minds,” she greeted.
“No. We got a little detained,” Caroline said, her cheeks turning pink.
“Dinner’s on the table over there,” she said, “Help yourself and take a seat where you can find them. Julio’s speaking with Spider, by the patio. I believe Garrett and Matthew joined him.”
“Do you mind if I introduce myself?” Jameson turned and asked her.
“Take your time. I see Rachel and Delaney sitting at a table. I’ll join them until you’re done,” she assured him.
Jameson leaned in, placing a possessive kiss on her forehead. “I won’t take long.”
Walking toward the patio, he saw Garrett give him a chin lift and a wink, knowing he saw him with Caroline. He couldn’t help the grin spreading across his face.
Taking the steps two at a time, he approached the group.
“Ah, here’s Jameson,” Julio said, introducing him to the new guy. “Jameson, meet Spider.”
The two men shook hands.
“How did you get your call sign?” he asked.
Spider grinned. “I have an uncanny way of slipping into places without anyone knowing. I blend in,” he explained.
“He’s the equivalent of Serenity Mountain’s Shadow,” Matthew chimed in.
“I’m sure we can use your skillset here, man,” Jameson said. “Welcome to the team.”
“Thanks. It’s good to finally settle down,” Spider said, scanning the crowd of cowboys and their dates. His eyes landed on Caroline, staring at her.
“I see you’ve spotted my girlfriend, Caroline. Did you bring a date?” Jameson wasted no time in setting the record straight.
Spider smirked at him. “No. My wife died a few years back, and she reminds me of her.”
“I’m sorry to hear it,” Jameson apologized.
“No worries, man. She’s beautiful. I’d be overprotective, too,” Spider brushed it off.
“Hey buddy, ya want a beer?” Garrett called as he walked to the cooler.
“No. I’m sticking to water,” Jameson said, glancing at Caroline. She seemed occupied with the women.
Garrett handed him a cool bottle of water while he searched for his bride. Finding her with Tara and Rebecca, he turned to Jameson.
“It seems like you made some strides this afternoon,” Garrett said, scanning the crowd.
“A few,” he admitted, not wanting to disclose the intimate details of his time with Caroline.
“You’re going slow?” Garrett asked, sipping his beer.
Jameson remained mum, playing with the wrapper.
“I see. Be careful, brother. She’s still dealing with a full plate,” Garrett advised.
“You recall Rebecca when she returned? One day, Julio seemed to make great strides, and the next, he seemed completely lost on what to do. Have you noticed Caroline hasn’t experienced any meltdowns in a few weeks?
With her shitty counselor, I’m surprised you haven’t seen more.
Of course, everyone reacts differently to trauma. I’m not condemning you but stay alert.”
“I will,” he vowed. “Caroline says she wants to try. I’m not giving her a reason to change her mind.”
“I’m happy for you, brother,” he said, glancing to where Caroline sat.
His expression seemed worried, but Jameson felt confident he and Caroline were on the same page.
He never felt this close to a woman before.
Glancing behind him, he saw Spider staring at her again.
The man seemed captivated by her, making Jameson feel violently jealous and protective of her.
Damn, the green-eyed monster bit him in the ass.
Deciding to put an end to any thoughts Spider might have of Caroline, he strode toward her.
A few of the cowboys picked up their musical instruments, and couples started dancing.
Caroline laughed at something Rachel said and leaned in to feel Delaney’s baby moving.
Her eyes filled with wonder as she smiled at the expectant mother.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jameson stalking toward her. She rose, seeing the expression on his face.
When he approached her, he took her hand. “Do you want to dance?”
“Sure,” she agreed softly as he took her to the dance floor.
He wrapped his hand around her neck, his thumb gently caressing the soft, silky skin.
It wasn’t the touch of a man wanting to dance.
It felt like a mark of possession. Jameson laid claim to the one woman in the world who saw past his father and his mistakes, and he refused to let her go.