CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Gaspar explained what Lennon had shared with him and AJ and Hiro went back to the videos to search once again. Tanner was still trying to coordinate the drones and lidar to seek for possible escape routes.
“Hi,” smiled Brooks walking toward Lennon under the hanging cypress of the trees.
“Hi, yourself,” she grinned. She boldly stood on her tiptoes and kissed him and he grinned.
“That’s something I could get used to,” he said pulling her closer.
“Do you mean that?” she asked.
“More than anything in the world. I know it feels fast, Lennon. I know we haven’t had a lot of alone time. But you’re all I think of. The only thing I think of.”
“Same,” she smiled. “I had a really great conversation with Gaspar earlier today. He was wonderful.”
“And scary,” smirked Brooks.
“Scary? No. No, no,” she said shaking her head. “He was sweet and kind and very helpful.”
“You got a different version than the rest of us got when we were kids training with the teams,” he chuckled.
“Don’t get me wrong, him, Nine, Trak, Wilson, all of them are fucking bad-ass.
Even now! But damn they were on us all the time to get our shit together, run faster, lift more, work harder, be on time. ”
“Yes, but look at all of you now,” she smiled.
“True,” he nodded. “I guess we owe all of them a lot. My great-grandfather was one of them. He and Nine had served together for decades. My great-grandmother was an FBI agent.”
“Wow, that’s crazy,” said Lennon. “I didn’t know my grandparents. My dad had one brother but he was older than my father, so he died when I was just in middle school. All of this family is amazing to me. I’m totally jealous of you guys.”
“Can I ask you something, Lennon?”
“You can ask me anything.”
“When this is done, would you consider staying here? With me.” She stared at him, hoping that he wasn’t paying some practical joke on her. When she saw the sincerity in his face, she nodded.
“I would love to stay here with you. Can I get a job?” she asked.
“Of course. Maybe you could work with Charlie, helping to edit her books or you could work with Ivy.”
“Ivy? But she’s a photographer,” said Lennon.
“Yes, I know, but she’s planning to create several photography books that will need descriptions written and stories about the locations that she took the photos.”
“Actually,” smiled Lennon, “that sounds wonderful to me.”
“We’ll talk to her at dinner.” He stared at her and she stared back. It was as if neither could move nor speak.
“Brooks?”
“Yeah. Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about us.”
“Us?” she smirked.
“Yeah. Us. Naked.”
“Naked,” she whispered, feeling herself blush.
But she couldn’t lie. Seeing Brooks naked had been on her mind for days.
Every time he moved, she could see the bulge in his trousers or shorts and it made her squirm.
His ass cheeks were solid as rocks, honed by running, climbing, jumping and constant physical fitness challenges.
“Lennon? Are you okay?” he asked.
“Huh? Oh, yes. I was just thinking about us, about you. Naked.”
“Tell me more,” he grinned.
“Brooks, don’t be disappointed in me. I haven’t had a lot of partners and I have to say, those I did have were somewhat disappointing for me. I mean, they always claimed it was ‘great’ but I often wondered how it could be great when it lasted four minutes.” Brooks laughed and she frowned at him.
“I’m sorry, I’m not laughing at you. It sounds like you were with boys, not men. Men know how to prolong satisfaction with their partners.”
“I see. So, you’re an expert at this?” she asked.
“No. No, that’s not what I meant at all. I’ve been with other women, I won’t lie about that. But I wasn’t a guy that lied to get what I wanted. I told every woman I was with the truth. I wasn’t looking for long-term and I wasn’t spending the night.”
“I see,” she said quietly. “Nothing long term.”
“Lennon,” he said grasping her hand. “Nothing long term with them. I knew that those women only wanted a crack at a SEAL. Do you know how many women who live near SEAL teams just want to tell their friends that they dated or slept with a SEAL? I think Special Forces guys are the only people on the planet that can sympathize with groupies for rock stars and stalkers for fashion models.”
Lennon laughed a little and nodded.
“I didn’t mean to be jealous,” she said. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” he said in a throaty, sexy voice. “I want you, Lennon. I want to taste your skin, feel your body wrapped around mine.”
“Then take me,” she said softly. “I’ve been waiting for you to make a move. I want to make love to you, Brooks. I want to know what you feel like inside of me.”
“Baby, you’re about to find out, all night long.”
It felt as though the walk to the cottage took hours, when in fact it was a matter of minutes. Brooks was walking so fast, Lennon was having to jog beside him to keep up. He realized what he was doing and finally just picked her up.
“Shower?” she asked shyly.
“Shower,” he nodded. He turned the shower stream on and stripped down, his hard cock bouncing up and down. He wasn’t shy at all about showing her his body and he hoped she wouldn’t be either.
Lennon took it as a good sign. He was ready. She didn’t think she was spectacular but she knew that her body was good. Not perfect, but good. When she turned to Brooks his face was flushed with heat, steam and sex.
Her breasts were larger than he imagined. The beautiful, natural tear-drop shape, still holding their perfect form with large red nipples. As he traveled downward with his eyes, he stopped at the apex between her thighs, seeing the glistening reddish-brown curls of her sex.
“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous,” he moaned, absently rubbing his cock. He took a step backwards and stood beneath the steaming stream of water and Lennon stepped in with him. He turned her, drenching her hair, proceeding to scrub her hair, washing it gently, combing through it.
“You’re very good at that,” she smiled.
“Remember, I have younger triplet brothers. I bathed them a lot when they were little,” he smirked.
“You can do this every night if you like,” she moaned. Realizing what she’d said, she turned to face him. “I’m sorry, Brooks.”
“Don’t be. I plan to do this every night if you’ll let me.” She nodded, biting her bottom lip.
“Brooks, please, I’m aching,” she moaned.
Brooks knew that he was probably the biggest man she’d ever been with. It wasn’t conceit, it was fact. He was a big man, in a big body, with a big cock. Facts. Nothing to be done about it.
Lifting her, he wrapped her legs around his waist, aligning the head of his cock to her wet, hot opening.
“Ohh,” she moaned. “Oh, Brooks.”
“That’s it baby, that’s it. A long way to go.” He gently lowered her an inch at a time until she was totally seated against him. His body was aching for release, praying she would cum fast. When her hips began to gyrate back and forth, he knew his girl was ready.
“Brooks, this is amazing. You’re amazing,” she moaned.
“Fuck, Lennon. You’re the one that’s amazing. I love your body, baby. I love everything about you.”
“Same,” she moaned, rocking back and forth against his hard cock. “Brooks? Did I ever tell you I was a gymnast?”
“Don’t fucking tease me woman,” he growled.
With one leg wrapped around his waist, she slowly lifted the other along his back until her heel hooked on his shoulder. It opened her wide for him and he shuddered.
“Fuck! Lennon, I need to cum baby.”
“Me too!” she screamed moaning as her body shook. Brooks immediately followed, emptying himself into his little vixen. Settling her feet on the floor of the shower, she smiled at him, then turned so her ass rubbed his cock.
“Feels like someone is still hard,” she said in a smoky, saucy tone. She bent over, grabbing her ankles and standing on her toes so he wouldn’t have lower as much.
It was all night. All night of finding new positions, new maneuvers and new ways of making love to one another.
Around three a.m., they finally drifted off but Brooks was awakened by his phone when comms said the guys had a lead on Rita Ruvienne. He rinsed the smell of sex off his body and kissed Lennon.
“Wh-where are you going?” she said sleepily.
“Comms got some information from the team in Bolivia,” he said kissing her, then sucking on one luscious nipple. “Damn.”
“Come back soon. I’m getting needy again.”
“Stay needy baby. I’ll come back every fucking time.” He kissed her again and headed to the door. Turning, he realized she was already asleep again. He smiled, nodding to himself.
“I’m so fucking screwed.”