Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
Smiley was having a hard time thinking. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Bree wanted him. Him. At first, he’d thought he was dreaming. She couldn’t be saying the things he’d longed to hear. Then her words sank in and he hadn’t been able to hold back.
Seeing her on his bed made lust swim through his veins. He needed her. Right this second.
Thankfully she seemed to be in the same frame of mind, because she was undressing just as fast and desperately as he was.
Then suddenly she was naked. There were clothes strewn across the bed, but Smiley barely noticed.
All he could see were her perfect tits. Hard little nipples.
The adorable pooch of her belly. Her pubic hair glistening from her arousal.
Legs that didn’t seem that long while she was dressed, but suddenly went on forever, stretched out naked on his sheets.
Moving his gaze back up her body, Smiley was suddenly afraid to touch her. Scared that this was a dream after all. Much like the ones he’d been having since she’d moved in. But this one was in such vivid detail. He could hear her fast breaths, see her chest heaving, smell her arousal.
“Smiley?” she whispered, sounding uncertain.
Which wasn’t fucking acceptable.
“So beautiful,” he murmured. “I don’t know where to start or to look.”
“I’m having the same problem,” Bree said, her gaze focused between his legs.
Smiley was hard. Fuck, he was already dripping precome. That wasn’t like him. He was as controlled in bed as he was on the battlefield. But this woman had changed the game. Changed every fucking thing.
Her hand reached for his cock, but Smiley caught it before she could touch him.
She frowned, raising her gaze to his.
“If you touch me, I’m gonna lose it.”
“So?” she said with a saucy grin.
“When I come, it’s gonna be deep inside your body. I’m gonna fill you to the brim. Mark you. Claim you.”
“Yes.”
That was all Smiley needed to hear. He dropped onto her like a feral beast. One hand caressed her from chest to hip, hiking her leg up over his ass, opening her to him, and the other went straight to her tit, squeezing and kneading.
She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her once again. She wasn’t still under him though, squirming and arching into his touch, pushing her hips up in a rhythmic motion that mimicked sex.
He needed inside her. Now.
But he had to make sure she could take him without pain. He’d rather cut off his own dick than hurt her.
Pulling her leg down, he pressed his fingers between her thighs, barely holding off from spurting right then and there when he slid in without any resistance whatsoever. She was soaking wet. For him. Proof that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.
Shifting, Smiley propped himself over her. “I want to take you bare. I haven’t been with anyone in a long time either. And I was just tested by the Navy last month. May I?”
“Yes. Now, Smiley. Please!”
One second he was looking down at her, legs spread open and her pussy glistening, and the next, he was balls deep inside her body.
They both gasped.
Smiley moved to grab the base of his dick to prevent himself from prematurely coming. He’d never felt like this before. He’d had plenty of sex, but never had he felt as if he was going to explode from the inside out with just one thrust.
“Oh my God, you’re huge!” she exclaimed, eyes wide.
Smiley couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re good for my ego,” he told her.
“I love your smile,” she told him.
“I love yours more.”
“Smiley?”
“Yeah?”
“You gonna move?”
“Not yet.”
“Why not?” Her question came out more as a whine than words, and that made Smiley grin once more.
“Because if I move, I’m gonna come. And I don’t want to yet. I want to feel your hot, wet pussy gripping me for as long as possible.”
“I thought you wanted to fill me from the inside out. Mark me. Claim me,” she retorted, throwing his words back at him.
That was pretty much all it took for Smiley to lose the little control he was barely hanging on to. He leaned over his woman and began to fuck her—hard.
Every time he bottomed out, she moaned in pleasure.
He knew he was going too fast, too rough.
But Bree wasn’t complaining. He’d wanted to feel her orgasm on his dick before he filled her up, but he was too far gone.
This was a dream come true, and he couldn’t stop himself from taking what he’d previously only fantasized about.
It didn’t take long. Smiley’s moves became erratic, then he thrust just a few more times before holding as deep inside his woman’s body as he could get—and he let loose.
It felt as if he came forever. His vision went dim as he orgasmed.
When he returned to the present, he was panting, one hand under Bree, gripping her ass cheek with enough force that he was probably leaving finger marks.
Lifting his head, Smiley looked down at the woman who’d become his entire world. If she asked him to quit the Navy and live on a commune with her and grow sunflowers, he’d say yes without any hesitation.
But his Bree wouldn’t ask that of him. He knew without a doubt. She’d rather cut off her own hand than ask him to do anything he didn’t want to do.
She smiled up at him. “That was amazing,” she said softly.
“You think we’re done?” Smiley blurted.
“Um…yes? You came.”
“But you didn’t. If you think I’m the kind of man who climbs on his woman, pumps a few times, and rolls off, you’re very wrong.”
She looked bemused, which pissed Smiley off. It was obvious she’d been with selfish assholes in bed who didn’t think about anything but their own pleasure. She was about to discover for herself that wasn’t who he was. That her sex life had taken a turn for the better. Starting now.
“Don’t move,” he ordered, as he carefully got to his knees, pulling her hips until her ass was on his lap, making sure he didn’t slip out of her body as he did so.
“Smiley…” she began hesitatingly.
“We aren’t done. Not even close,” he warned her. “Get ready to have your world rocked, sweetheart.”
He heard her indrawn breath as he put his hands under her shoulder blades, forcing her to arch her back as he leaned over her.
Bree inhaled deeply as Smiley’s lips closed around one of her nipples.
How was he this flexible? How was she? She could still feel Smiley’s cock twitching inside her body as he leaned over her…
then she couldn’t think about anything but how good his lips felt around her extremely sensitive nipple.
They’d always been that way, but until now, none of her lovers have ever paid much attention to her chest. Preferring to get straight between her legs.
She’d honestly thought Smiley was done after he came. That’s how it had always been in the past. But it seemed that she’d once again read him wrong. He wasn’t done. Not even close.
Arching her back even more, Bree moaned as he used his teeth to bite down a little on her nipple. Sparks flew from her chest to between her legs. Making her shake in his arms.
“Squirm for me, Bree,” he murmured against her heated skin, before he bit her once more.
She couldn’t think. What he was doing to her was…it was turning her inside out. “Smiley!” she moaned.
She felt him smile against her skin, which was a huge turn-on.
He held her with such authority. Bree felt herself relax, giving him full control.
“That’s it,” he murmured, obviously feeling her acquiesce.
It wasn’t until that moment that Bree realized with every other sexual encounter she’d had, which really wasn’t all that many, she’d held back.
Gone through the motions. Let the man think he was the best she’d ever had to avoid hurt feelings.
But she could honestly say that Smiley was the best. He outshone everyone else.
He was making her feel things she’d never felt before.
He lifted his head and held her off the mattress as he stared down at her. His arm muscles bulged, and he had a naughty little smirk on his face. Her pussy spasmed.
“Fuck, that feels amazing. Time for more of that.” He lowered her back down to the mattress then put his hands on her thighs, pushing her legs apart.
Bree felt exposed. Vulnerable. But safe. With Smiley, she was always safe.
“You have no idea how erotic this is. My cock buried deep inside your pussy, my come leaking out, your lips stretched wide to accept me.”
Bree felt herself blushing. “Smiley,” she protested. “Less talk, more action.”
He chuckled, and she could feel it deep inside her body.
“Yes, ma’am,” he growled.
But instead of fucking her, he pressed down on one thigh with his hand and brought his other between her legs.
Bree jolted almost violently when he strummed her clit.
“Oh yeah, you’re sensitive,” he murmured, his gaze glued to where they were joined.
Sensitive? Hell, she was more than sensitive.
“Oh!” she breathed, as she felt her orgasm approaching like a runaway freight train with no brakes.
Between one breath and the next, she was flying.
She’d had orgasms before, of course she had, most she’d given herself. But this one, with Smiley’s rough, calloused fingers stroking her clit, his cock deep inside her body, the way he looked at her with such reverence and lust, left all the others in the dust.
Reaching down, Bree grabbed hold of Smiley’s forearms and dug her fingernails in as she flew over the edge. Her entire body shook as pleasure flooded her. It was overwhelming, and she knew with certainty that he’d ruined her for any other man.
“So damn beautiful,” Smiley whispered, and then, to Bree’s immense pleasure and relief, he began to move.
His cock slid easily in and out of her soaked body, the sounds they created as he made love to her almost embarrassing.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
Bree forced her eyes to open all the way as she met his gaze.
“That’s it. Don’t look away from me. I want to see you go over again.”
“I don’t think—”
“You will,” he interrupted, obviously knowing what she was going to say.