Hostile Home Front [Black Ops Brotherhood 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (11 page)

“Then, please don’t stop,” she whispered.

Gavin kissed Amy deeply and unhooked her bra, sliding the lacy straps from her shoulders and dropping it. He pushed her tenderly backward, never losing contact with her mouth. He moved down her body once more, sliding the lacy panties down her legs. She naturally opened for him and he assumed his position on top of her, kissing her passionately. Unexpectedly, he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him.

“Do what comes natural,” Gavin said against Amy’s throat.

Amy let all thought go out of her mind. She could feel his warm mouth on her nipple licking and suckling. She centered herself on top and rubbed her wet pussy over his hard cock, making him ready to enter her.

“Mmm. That’s it, honey.” Gavin urged as Amy moved her hips.

Gavin helped Amy guide him into her. She went slowly and unsurely because she had never been in this position before. Gavin was bigger than Tim and seemed to fill and stretch her more than she had been used to. Slowly, she took him in. She could hear him growl as she made contact with his hips. He broke from his suckling.

“Ride me, baby,” Gavin commanded

Amy needed no further encouragement. The combination of his warm, wet mouth on her breasts as well as all the teasing was driving her insane. Every muscle and nerve seemed to be stretched to its limits. As she moved up and down, she felt him start fondling her clit. She moaned at the new sensation of fullness and stimulation he was giving her. She felt every muscle in her body tighten and convulse. He was relentless as he kept rubbing her pussy and increasing the pressure of his mouth on her nipple. She screamed Gavin’s name as she climaxed for the first time with a man.

Amy wanted to collapse, but Gavin wasn’t finished with her. He grabbed her ass and moved her up and down. He began his own thrusting, driving into her harder and faster. He wasn’t very far behind. She could feel her body recover and start to respond. She met his thrusts equally. Swiftly, almost violently, he ground himself into her.

“Oh, baby!” Gavin cried out as he clutched Amy to him and kissed her.

Amy could feel Gavin shake as he came. The tide they rode subsided quietly. She lay on top of him, not wanting to move and end this moment with him. She could hear his heart beating. Somehow that seemed more intimate than what they had just done. He pushed her long hair aside and rubbed her shoulder as he held her close.

* * * *

Amy slid from him and moved to his side. Gavin held her close and closed his eyes. For the first time in a very long time he was content. He could feel her snuggle against him to get more comfortable. Something deeply emotional stirred inside of him. He felt as if he had ended a quest. He had finally found something he had been searching for and didn’t even know it. Even holding Amy seemed effortless because her body seemed to fit him perfectly, as if she had been made for him. He suddenly remembered he hadn’t worn a condom. She had a way of making him forget time and place.

Fuck it! If I have to marry her and do this every day, I’d be fine with that.
This was the best fuck he’d had in recent memory. In fact, he was getting really sleepy. He didn’t want to sleep, because he knew he would be up all night if he did. He smiled. Maybe he should get a little sleep.
I might need it
.

Gavin opened his eyes and watched Amy slowly drift off to sleep. He held her, watching her. Her long, dark lashes looked like feathers against her skin. He sighed and she opened her eyes. He smiled and kissed her.
Damn it! I’m in trouble
.

It was after seven thirty and already dark outside. They had been playing for a while. He felt his stomach rumble and she giggled.

“Are you hungry?” Amy asked.

Gavin gave Amy a wicked smile and quickly pulled her underneath him, holding her hands above her head.

“Yes, I am, and you were barely an appetizer. You ready for round two?” Gavin asked, dipping his mouth to her nipple.

“Are you serious?” Amy asked, struggling to get her hands free.

Amy started squirming at his teasing. Gavin could feel her hips start to move up and down and his cock responded instantly. He continued the teasing as he increased the strength he used to hold her hands above her head.

“Gavin, let me go.”

Gavin looked into Amy’s eyes and kissed her. “No. If I do you might not come back.”

“I would think it would be the other way around,” Amy said seriously.

“What happened to you?” Gavin asked bluntly as he released Amy’s hands. He held his position on top of her. He moved his hands to the sides of her face, letting his thumbs stroke her cheeks. “I think you’re a total hottie. Why don’t you think so?”

“I don’t want to talk about this now, Gavin.” Amy tried to turn away, but his hands were on either side of her face, limiting her movement.

“When?” Gavin asked.

“I don’t know. Later.”

“Set a date and time. I want to know why a sexy, smart, beautiful, successful woman puts herself down so much,” Gavin countered.

“Can we go to dinner?” Amy asked quietly.

“I want to know. When will you tell me?” Gavin asked as he kissed her.

“At dinner, tonight,” Amy answered.

Gavin guessed Amy decided the sooner the better and he preferred to get this all behind them. If there was some sort of baggage they needed to clear up, he wanted to do it now rather than later when they were in really deep.

Gavin got up. “Let’s go.”

1510 Blythe Road

Victoria, Texas

November 27, 2007/0138 Zulu

Gavin agreed to let Amy go home and freshen up. He told her he wouldn’t be far behind. She left and he took another shower and dressed quickly. It was a cool evening because a front had just blown through. Even with the shower, it only took him fifteen minutes to get to her from the time she left.

Amy had instructed Gavin to go around back. There was a key under one of the flowerpots, and if she didn’t answer he should use the key. He wanted to chew her ass for that little safety violation but refrained. Instead he decided he would keep that key. He parked and walked around the back of the house. Just like she had said, the key was under the second flowerpot. He shook his head.

Damn her! She’s got an ex and fucking gang bangers all over this town.
Irene had let it slip that Amy had an ex-husband. Amy’s ex-husband would always be suspect in Gavin’s mind. Why would he let someone like her go? If Gavin had married her and she had tried to leave him, he would have locked her away and made sure she enjoyed every second of it. He shook his head.
Yup, sure as shit I’m in trouble with this little hottie
.

Gavin let himself into the house and listened for Amy. He didn’t want to frighten her. He could hear the water running from a room off to the side of the large living room. He sat down and looked for the remote, playing with it until he figured out how to switch on the TV. He turned up the volume so she could hear him when she got out of the bathroom. It wasn’t long before he heard her call.

“Gavin? Are you here?” Amy asked, coming out of the room in nothing but a towel.

“You know something? The only reason I don’t take you back into that bedroom and hump you into a coma is because you made me a promise. Now, quit distracting me, get dressed, and let’s go,” Gavin ordered.

Amy smiled before turning around and disappearing into her bedroom. It took all of his physical resolve not to follow her back into that bedroom. He knew they would never leave if he did.

Temptation won out. He got up and walked in just as she was sliding on her jeans. Having already become rock hard at Amy’s little appearance in nothing but a towel, he almost came on the spot when he saw her stunning ass in a white silk thong. He silently crawled into the middle of her bed.

“Hello, hottie,” Gavin said.

Amy twitched and pulled her jeans around her hips.

“You scared me. Do you always sneak up on people?” Amy snapped.

“Most of the time. I don’t want people to know I’m coming. I catch bad guys for a living, remember?” Gavin said with a smile.

Amy pulled on a sweater and let her chocolate tresses down from the clip she had used for her shower. She started to put her hair up again when Gavin stopped her.

“Leave it down,” Gavin requested.

“It’s a mess and I don’t have time to straighten it.”

“Leave it down. It’s perfect the way it is, just brush it. Better yet, let me,” Gavin said, sitting at the edge of the bed.

“Gavin…”

“Get a brush,” Gavin ordered.

Amy sighed and turned to her dressing table where she retrieved her brush. She handed the brush to Gavin, who motioned for her to sit on his lap with her back facing him. He reached up and brushed her long, soft hair. It fell down past her shoulders. He finished and told her to stand up and turn around. He stood and took her hand.

“You look perfect. Are you ready?” Gavin asked.

“I need to get my shoes on.”

“Okay, hurry up,” he said, giving her sexy butt a pat.

They drove to a local seafood restaurant that Amy liked. It was hell getting that out of her. Amy kept telling Gavin to go where he wanted. They almost got in to a fight.

“Amy! What is
your
favorite restaurant? Surely you have one. Honey, I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t want you to pick,” Gavin said impatiently.

“Pelican’s Warf.” Amy sighed.

“Okay, that’s where we’ll go.”

“But if you don’t like seafood, I understand. We can go somewhere else,” Amy quickly added.

“Honey, I ate your pussy earlier and we ate
seafood
on our second date!
I’ll eat seafood,” Gavin quipped.

Despite the fact that Amy should have been embarrassed, she started giggling and then laughing. Gavin smiled at her. That was his Amy! He loved that little giggle. They pulled into the parking lot and he could sense a change in her. He asked the waitress to seat them in a far dark corner of the restaurant. He wanted her to have some sense of privacy. They were seated, ordered drinks, and Gavin flipped through the menu.

“What’s good here? I’ve never been here,” Gavin said.

Amy was looking at the menu but not reading it. She looked off into the distance. He reached across the table and took her hand. She looked at him, uncertain, almost afraid.

“Amy, what’s good here? I’ve never been here.”

Gavin could tell Amy was really getting stressed about their little talk.

“Um, the fresh catch of the day is usually good. The scampi, it depends,” Amy said, looking back down at the menu.

The waitress returned and Amy ordered the fresh catch of the day. Gavin followed suit and ordered the same.

“So? Talk to me,” Gavin said.

Amy looked out the window. “I’ve had a really rough few years. When I met Tim, I was finishing up my master’s degree at Syracuse University. Cheryl, one of my friends, had just married and I came home for the wedding. I met Tim there. He was a friend of the family.”

Amy looked down at her hands. Gavin said nothing, choosing to remain as neutral as he could.

“I came home to do my PhD, and I went to Austin. He was always coming up to Austin to visit. He would take me out and it got to be a routine.”

Amy looked away and Gavin could tell this was really getting difficult for her.

“I knew Tim drank before I married him and he could be a little critical. I guess I just overlooked it. I should’ve gotten a clue when he spent our wedding night passed out drunk,” Amy said quietly.

Gavin was making every effort he could to remain impassive and unemotional. He wanted Amy to trust him. He was positive he wouldn’t like the outcome of this story. In fact, he was certain he would be downright pissed at its conclusion.

“He never touched me before we were married. He never really liked me in bed, and I guess my body wasn’t all he expected. And he pretty much told me that on a regular basis. Then other things started happening. He took control of everything. He took control of all our money, even what we ate. He wouldn’t let me watch what I wanted on TV, he sold my car and drove me to work every day. He wouldn’t let me see Irene and David.” Amy paused a moment. He could hear her breath catch, and he watched as she wiped away some tears.

Gavin looked away and took a deep breath. Yup, he was pissed, and it hadn’t taken very long. He took her hand once more and remained expressionless.

“I guess it was the berating, insults, and criticism that hurt the most. He finally convinced me that I was useless. I wanted to leave him. I knew he was seeing other women,” Amy said, looking down again.

Amy looked at Gavin with unshed tears in her eyes. He squeezed her hand gently, encouraging her to continue.

“Almost two years ago, I tried to kill myself. Irene found me and managed to have me taken to a hospital in Corpus Christi. I was sent to another hospital for a while. I don’t know how she and David kept it covered up. Irene’s pretty smart. She figured out how to keep everyone away from me, including Tim. When the doctors told her what was going on, she and David found me a lawyer in Corpus and I filed for a divorce. Tim dragged it out for eighteen months.”

Gavin watched helplessly as Amy wiped away more tears. His hard military life had turned him into a predator, inhuman at times and without conscience. Being a cop or being a criminal was an either/or proposition for him. She had opened something in him he hadn’t felt in some time. Around her he
felt
human. Her pain made him livid.
The motherfucker better thank God I’m a cop and not a criminal.

Amy continued and smiled weakly through her tears. “The night you
didn’t
come to the house marked a week after my divorce was final. My two friends were giving me a breakup party. We were expecting a different kind of
cop
.”