Chapter 10
Trevor was exhausted as Marta drove them to her house.
He’d been awake for twenty hours after a restless night.
The arrest warrants hadn’t come through until noon on Friday.
As a Vice Admiral, Trevor pushed just short of ordering the two-star rear admiral in charge of base operations and the military police commander to meet with him, Captain Don Arnold and Commander Gallagher at an off-base restaurant.
Both men had hoped to start their weekends early.
Once Trevor explained the seriousness of the situation, they understood the need to cancel their weekend plans.
The nearly fifteen-hundred SEALs stationed at Little Creek weren’t happy either when they were ordered to appear in formation, in dress uniform, at nine on Saturday morning.
Captain Arnold had decided a different strategy from his counterpart on the West Coast. He called the five men to the front of the formation and forced them to face their brothers in arms as they were formally arrested.
The military police commander, flanked by Trevor and Captain Arnold, read the important sections of the Homeland Security warrants and gave them their rights.
At Captain Arnold’s request, Trevor had stayed for the meeting of all officers. Many were upset that they had not been informed ahead of time, but Trevor explained the necessary secrecy.
He’d then spent hours knee-deep in paperwork before meeting in Norfolk with other flag officers who’d had men arrested due to the brothel bust. The Assistant Director of Homeland Security joined them midafternoon. Soon, the discussion turned to Homeland’s concerns worldwide and upcoming missions.
Trevor had barely gotten away in time to have supper with all three of his children before flying back home.
He’d asked them the hard question; how would they feel if Marta joined them for two weeks of fun in the sun at Thanksgiving?
Even Sam agreed that it would be fine. Linda was excited to get to know her even better. Levi was thrilled that he was dating.
He’d boarded the plane home satisfied with hid East Coast trip.
He’d missed having Marta by his side. She’d been with him almost every day for months, whether at work or playing on the weekend.
With only four other officers on board, the pilot had turned off the overhead lights.
Individual lighting was still available but utilized only by a Marine general sitting all the way in the back.
As Trevor tried to sleep, thoughts of Marta at Evan and Genevieve’s party kept teasing his brain.
Damn it, he wanted to be there with her.
He wanted everyone to know that he was dating the most beautiful, amazing woman.
He was tired of hiding their relationship as if it were wrong or dirty. He was proud to have her by his side.
He wanted to be able to take her for drinks at the base club, then out to dinner at the historic Hotel Del Coronado. Hell, he’d like to take her to an upscale resort hotel for a weekend.
But there were so many steps he had to take before he could get to that point. He pulled out his computer and sent an email to the Chief of Naval Operations informing him that he was dating Marta Merkel. To his shock, the CNO, the highest-ranking naval officer in the USA, called him within minutes.
“Trust me, Trevor, I like making calls like this. Usually if someone wearing stars tries to get ahold of me late on a Saturday night it’s because they’ve been caught fucking somebody other than their wife.
You deserve to find a good woman, and Marta Merkel is one of the best. I’ve got your back on this one.
Just promise to keep it professional in the office. ”
“Sir, we will keep doing what we have been doing. I don’t believe anybody has a clue we’ve been dating.” Trevor was pretty sure that was true.
“Good, keep it that way. And while I’ve got you, I like the way your men have handled the arrests after the Homeland Security raids. Pass on my congratulations to them. Have a good night.”
“Thank you, sir.” The line went dead.
One item down. If he got home in time, he’d join his Group 1 men at Evan and Genevieve’s home.
The more he thought about it, the more he decided to make a very public display of affection.
Since it was late in the evening, he didn’t want to bother his driver, nor warn his aide so he had an Uber waiting for him the minute the plane landed.
A few hours later, he’d successfully put everyone on notice that he and Marta were dating.
Next item, he had to show Marta how he felt about her.
She pulled into her garage and shut off her car. “Trevor, are you all right? You’re so quiet. If you don’t want to spend the night, I completely understand. I’ll take you home.”
He needed to show her how much he cared.
He reached across the center console and cupped the back of her head pulling her toward him.
He’d meant for the kiss to be tender. Gentle.
Hopeful. Filled with promises. Just like it had been for the last several months, their kisses were incendiary.
Heat rushed through his body straight to his cock. Suddenly he wasn’t tired anymore.
“I was just thinking of all the things I wanted to do to you tonight, tomorrow morning, tomorrow afternoon, and every time after this that I can get you naked.” He gave her a quick kiss but pulled back.
“Although I like your Honda, it’s still considered a compact car.
We’re both a long way from being teenagers, although my cock doesn’t think so at the moment. Can we continue this in your bedroom?”
“Kind of pushy, aren’t you?” Her smile was a contrast to her words.
“Absolutely, especially when I know what I want.” He stared into her gorgeous crystalline blue eyes. “I want you, Marta Merkel.” He hesitated, fearing he’d pushed her too far, too fast.
“That’s a damn good thing, because I want you, Trevor Maddox.” She moved until her lips were next to his ear. “I want you so much my panties are soaked.”
Then she lightly bit his earlobe.
Giggling, she all but jumped out of the car.
“Marta.” He had to raise his voice because she was nearly to the door leading into the house. “How the hell am I supposed to run after you when I can barely walk?”
“I’ll meet you upstairs in my bedroom,” she said coyly and disappeared into the house, pressing the button to close the overhead garage door.
“Marta. Wait,” he demanded.
She stuck her head through the door as he reached it. She looked worried.
He grinned and cupped her face. “What’s the hurry?”
Looking guilty, she explained, “I’ve been waiting for this night for weeks. I bought a sexy red lace nightie I was going to put on for you. I’d be posed in a sultry position on the bed when you walked in.” She blushed and he loved the rise of red up her throat into her cheeks.
“I like that fantasy.” He kissed her lightly. “Do that for me another night.” He kissed her again but kept it short. “Tonight, let’s just take it slow. I want to discover every inch of your body, learn how you like to be touched, kissed, licked.”
She shivered and he wrapped his arms around her stepping into the house. He kicked the door closed behind them. “Take me to your bedroom.”
Running her hand down his arm, she wove her fingers through his. He knew where her bedroom was but wanted her to have time to change her mind. She opened the door and stood nervously.
“Marta, you don’t have to do this. Not now, unless it’s exactly what you want.”
She stepped so close her breasts pressed against his chest. Her left hand cupped his cheek and she kissed him gently while her right hand spread across his chest and slowly moved down. She caressed his erection through his pants.
“This is what I want. Inside me.” She giggled. “The orgasm can come before, after, or during. Your option.”
Laughing, he pulled her to him. “Christ almighty, Marta. I like that you don’t hesitate.” He grew serious then leaned back to look at her pretty face. “I haven’t done this in a long damn time. I might shoot off like a teenager, but I promise I’ll give you that orgasm.”
“No man has touched me there in well over three years. I’m the one who’s not going to last. Let’s just promise each other forgiveness for the first time and another promise to do better the second round.” She stretched up and kissed him.
“Deal.” Knowing the next conversation might be the most important, he couldn’t put it off. “I know men my age that are still having children, but I had a vasectomy after the twins. You and John?—”
Marta put her finger over his lips. “We’d put off having kids, believing we had plenty of time.
That ship sailed years ago for me. While we’re close to the subject, as I told you, I haven’t had sex in over three years.
I’m clean and clear of any transmittable disease.
” She blushed. “I know you recently had a physical and you’re clean too.
I’d completely understand if you still wanted to use a condom. ”
“Fuck no.” He hadn’t covered his dick in over thirty years. He couldn’t imagine sex wearing a condom after going without three decades. He tightened his arms around her and lowered his forehead to hers. “Thank you for trusting me. I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
“I know. But I know I’m hurting you right now.
” She scraped her fingernails the length of his erection.
The cloth of his pants moved in waves hip to hip sensitizing the entire area.
“Let me take care of this for you.” She unfastened his belt with her small fingers and popped the top button then slowly unzipped his pants.
Trevor grabbed her wrist as his cock sprang out. “Let me undress you.” He lifted the short-sleeved blouse over her head and her soft curls fell to just above the rounded edge of her breasts. His hands cupped them through the lacy bra as he circled his thumbs over her nipples.