Chapter 19
FOOL
“This pizza is the best I’ve had in a while. It might even beat the place back home, Kayla, Mercy, and I always go to,” April says with a sigh, leaning back against the pillows on the wall.
After she told me she wanted to go back to my house instead of the apartment, I sent Torpedo, one of the prospects, to the store to pick up a few provisions for us.
The biggest air mattress they had, sheets for it, pillows, and a comforter.
A lamp so we could have some lighting that wasn’t super bright.
A TV and stand, which they’d put together and hooked up.
My house already had internet service since I needed it to play music and not drain my battery.
The Wi-Fi was a must for me. The prospect even picked up a shit ton of groceries, as I’d asked him to when I gave him my card.
Eventually, we’re gonna have to go figure out furniture, but this works for the time being.
Definitely works for me when April’s wearing nothing but my shirt.
“Glad you liked it.” I grin at her.
We spent the rest of our afternoon on this air mattress once we got back here, but we still have to have our talk.
It’s one I wasn’t sure I was ready for, but having seen how she stepped in front of me, without the full story about Stacy, to keep her from getting close to me, I know it’s all gonna be good.
“So about earlier,” I grunt, tossing the pizza box onto the floor. “Stacy showing up.”
“She’s your ex,” April mutters, turning to face me, legs crossed, my shirt covering the apex between her spread thighs.
“Yeah, we were together through high school. I asked her to marry me. Her parents always thought I was from the wrong side of the tracks, though we lived in a regular house, not some rundown one. Dad worked as a maintenance tech for over forty years, while Mom worked at the local hospital. But that wasn’t good enough for Stacy’s folks.
Stacy, though, said she didn’t care. She agreed to marry me, knowing I was joining the military.
We barely made it through my basic training before I got a letter from her saying she couldn’t do this with me. ”
“Did she explain why?” April’s brows furrow as she asks.
“Nope.” I lean against the pillows behind me and sigh.
“Won’t say it didn’t sting because it sure as fuck did.
I was a kid, and I thought she was what I wanted.
” I suck in a breath, pinch the bridge of my nose, and squeeze my eyes shut.
“My brothers, the SEAL teams, got me through it. Them and Hazard. I pushed through and learned what we had wasn’t what I wanted after all.
I was able to see through the fantasy to what we’d been. ”
“I’m glad they got you through it,” April whispers, her hand on my thigh making me open my eyes to look at her again.
‘“Yeah.”
“So, you were a SEAL?”
“I’ll always be a SEAL,” I point out. “It doesn’t matter whether I’m out or not because it’s not a title. It’s part of who I am, and I’m damn proud of it.”
“You should be proud of it,” she agrees. “You don’t have to talk about it, but I was there when Twister mentioned your time in the—”
“I lost my brothers on a mission,” I say, interrupting her. “The last mission we were all on together went haywire, and I was the only one left standing.”
“I’m sorry.” Tears prick her eyes, and she squeezes my thigh again.
Taking her hand in mine, I look at it, comparing how dainty hers is to mine.
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about. But you should know that I won’t talk about that time beyond what I’ve just shared with you.
I don’t talk to anyone other than my brothers in the club.
Some of them were in different branches of the military and know what a loss like that does to a person. ”
“I wouldn’t push you to talk about anything you don’t want to share.
It’s not mine unless you decide to give it to me.
” April moves to straddle my waist, her hands coming to either side of my face.
“I wouldn’t know where to start with what you saw and did, so I’m glad you have someone to talk to.
But just know that the door will always be open for you to come to me if and when you need. ”
Fuck me. April couldn’t be any more perfect if she tried.
“Before that night you slept in my bed with me at the clubhouse, I didn’t sleep more than a few hours at most. Nightmares plague me. I can’t say they’re gone completely, ‘cause that’s not a guarantee, but I haven’t had one when you’re in bed with me.”
April’s breath hitches. “You said something like that before.”
“Yeah,” I agree.
“Kayla dropped out of school this week and isn’t ready to tell her parents yet.
She said she needed time to get her head straight.
That’s why she’s staying at the apartment.
She was nearly done with school, weeks away from graduating, when she quit.
She’s not a quitter, but something happened to her that she’s not willing to talk about. ”
I understand what she’s getting at and why she’s willing to be there for her friend. “Then let her stay however long you want her to.”
“Yeah, but I won’t be able to let her stay there for long. The lease is about up. The deal was that I’d move out the day after graduation.”
“Then, if she needs it, we’ll move her in here, or I’m sure Cannon could offer a room at the clubhouse.” We didn’t have that much extra space, but we’d make something work, as the club did for this weekend.
April smiles at me, eyes boring into mine, pink tinging her cheeks.
“What are you thinking about now, sweets?”
“That I want to continue playing,” she whispers.
“How so?” I cock a brow, grinning at her, glad we’re out of the heavy.
“Well . . .” she trails off, eyes darting away as she finishes, “I want to try sucking your cock.”
My cock thickens and jerks at the very thought of having her mouth wrapped around it. “ Have at it then.”
“I don’t know how.” The pink in her cheeks brightens.
“Baby, do what you feel is right, and I’m gonna like it.” Hell, just having her mouth on me will have me ready to blow.
“Okay.” She nods, sliding down my legs.
“Lose the shirt first,” I order. If I’m gonna watch her suck me off, it’s gonna be with her completely naked.
As she takes my shirt off and tosses it aside, I slide off the loose-fitting shorts I’d pulled on and kick them off.
My cock stands at full attention, thick and ready for her. April’s eyes widen at the sight, her lips parting slightly. She’s kneeling between my spread legs, completely naked, and the sight of her like that makes my chest tighten.
Her fingers brush against my inner thigh, sending sparks shooting through my body. I watch as she licks her lips, her eyes never leaving my erection.
“You’re so . . .” she trails off, her fingers finally touching my shaft. The touch is tentative, exploratory.
“You can handle me, baby. Just take as much as you think you can.” I grin.
She leans down, her warm breath ghosting over my tip before her tongue darts out to taste me. The sight of her pink tongue against my skin makes my cock jump in her hand.
“Fuck,” I groan as she takes only the head into her mouth, her lips forming a tight seal around me.
She looks up at me through her lashes, eyes wide with curiosity and desire. I reach down to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, offering her silent encouragement.
When she takes me deeper, I nearly lose it. Her mouth is hot, wet, and perfect around me. She pulls back, then sinks down again, finding a rhythm that has me gripping the sheets beneath us.
“Good girl,” I murmur, watching her work. “Keep doing just that, baby.”
Her enthusiasm grows with each movement, her confidence building as she finds her rhythm. I watch her, mesmerized by the sight of her lips wrapped around me, the occasional moan vibrating in her throat sending shockwaves of pleasure up my spine.
“Fuck, April,” I groan, threading my fingers through her hair. “You’re a natural at this.”
She hums in response, the sound making my cock twitch in her mouth. Her hands grip my thighs for support as she takes me deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each pull.
“Spin around, sweets. Straddle my face. I want your pussy as you suck me off.”
Her eyes widen at my request, a flush spreading down her neck and across her chest. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly turns around, her knees shifting on the mattress as she settles above my face.
“Like this?” she asks, her voice trembling as she hovers over me.
“Perfect,” I growl, my hands gripping her thighs. “Now, get back to work on my cock.”
I can see her smile before she lowers herself back down, taking me into her mouth again. The view from below is spectacular—the curve of her ass, the slickness between her thighs, all of it making my mouth water.
I pull her down closer to my face, my tongue darting out to taste her. She gasps around my cock, the vibration sending pleasure coursing through me. Her pussy is already wet, her arousal evident in the way she trembles when I slide my tongue along her slit.
April moans around my cock as my tongue circles her clit, her thighs trembling on either side of my head. I grip her ass, pulling her closer as I alternate between gentle sucks and firm strokes of my tongue.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan against her slick heat as her muscles clench. “You taste so fucking good.”
Her movements on my cock become more erratic, her inexperience making it all the hotter. She’s learning what I like, finding the right pressure, the perfect rhythm. When she hollows her cheeks and sucks hard, I nearly lose it.
“That’s it, sweets,” I encourage, my voice muffled against her pussy. “Just like that. Fuck, your mouth feels so good.”
I slide one finger inside her, feeling her walls grip me tight. She moans around my cock, the vibration making my hips buck involuntarily. I add a second finger, curling them to hit that spot that makes her shake.
April’s pace increases, her head bobbing faster as she takes me deeper, her hands gripping my thighs for support. I can feel her getting closer, her pussy clenching around my fingers as I thrust them in and out of her.
“That’s it, baby,” I growl against her sensitive flesh, flicking my tongue faster over her clit. “Let go for me.”
Her moans become desperate, her movements erratic. I feel her body tense, then shudder as her orgasm hits. She screams around my cock, the vibration pushing me over the edge.
“Fuck, April,” I groan as I explode in her mouth, my hips bucking upward. She takes everything I give her, swallowing around me until I’m spent.
When she finally pulls off me with a pop, she collapses beside me on the mattress, both of us breathing hard.
“Holy shit,” she whispers, her eyes wide with wonder. “That was . . .”
“Amazing,” I finish for her, pulling her against my chest. “You’re abso-fuckin’-lutely amazing.”
April nestles against me, her head on my chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns across my skin. I can feel her heart still racing against my side.
“Did I do okay?” she asks, her voice small and uncertain.
I tip her chin up so she’s looking at me. “Baby, you did more than okay. That was fucking incredible.”
A smile spreads across her face, lighting her eyes. “Really?”
“Really,” I confirm, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “No one’s ever made me blow the way you did. Usually I’d get frustrated and want to finish, so I’d end up . . .” She doesn’t need to hear this shit.
She giggles, the sound tightening my chest. “Well, I guess that’s one thing I’m good at.”
“You’re good at a lot of things,” I tell her, running my hand down her back. “Especially at making me feel things I haven’t felt in a long time.”
“Yeah?” Her eyelashes drift lower, and I can see she’s getting tired.
“Yeah, sweets. No one makes me feel the way you do, and they never will.”
“Good, because I feel the same way about you.”
It’s not words of love, but I don’t believe in saying those words. Not after the way Stacy fucked me over. You can say ‘I love you’ as much as you want, but it doesn’t always make it true. Actions speak louder than words any day.
“Get some rest, baby. We’ll go for round two when you wake up.”
“Okay,” she whispers, nuzzling into me, eyes drifting shut.
I pull the covers over us and hold her to me, content in the moment. Closing my eyes, I drift off not long after her. When I wake, it’s to April stroking my cock and taking me in her mouth once again. Only I don’t let her finish me off. I want her pussy, and that’s what I take.