Jordan pulled me to him and held me tightly as if he was worried, I would disappear from his arm. He laid a gentle kiss on the top of my head. Then laid his cheek against the area breathing my scent in deeply. After a long confusing moment of wondering why he had not done more, I gave up and snuggled up to him. I laid my head in the crook of his neck and just enjoying being held by him again. He smelled like the ocean, sand, and a purely masculine scent that was uniquely Jordan.He let go of me slowly then gazed into my eyes for a moment before turning and walking to the Jeep that was sitting behind my car. From what I could tell by what Jordan was grabbing out they had apparently planned to stay with me for the rest of the time I was here or maybe longer. I tried to be angry or upset, but I could not be. I was surprised that what I felt was suspiciously close to excitement."Would you allow me to hug you as well?" Jack asked softly.He stepped around in front of me with his arms cro
I nodded my head, unable to vocalize the words I wanted to say."Did the sight of me fucking my hand get you wet?" he asked as he stroked his hand up and down once more.Once again, I hesitated to answer."You will answer me, or I will come out there and find out for myself. Then punish you for disobeying. I will ask you again are you wet?"My eyes widened in fear at his threat and quickly nodded. Even looking through a shower curtain I could tell the smile that crossed his face was nothing short of feral as he looked down at my pants and back up."Show me," he demanded.I felt a flush spread across my cheeks and slid a trembling hand down my stomach then under my pants. I bit my lip to contain the gasp that wanted to burst out as soon as one small finger brushed against the tingling button between my legs. He made a noise of longing as if he could see through my pants and knew exactly what had happened.I knew I should have ranted at his directions, but my body had a mind of its own r
Curiosity got the best of me when I heard odd rustling in the kitchen. On my tippy toes, almost like a teenager trying to sneak out of the house, I walked quickly and quietly into the room to find Jack padding around barefooted and deliciously shirtless still. Speechless, I allowed my hungry eyes to devour his chest and back now that I finally had the chance to see it in more detail.His hair hung like a dark, damp halo around his head. I wondered if he ever managed to tame it or if it was always a wild mess that begged a woman to run her hands through it. Every muscle on his body was well defined; evidence of a man who knew how to work hard and, from what I have heard, play harder. His waist cut in and then gave way to a nicely rounded ass that made me think of digging my heels into it as he was pounding into me.In my pursuit of this decadent piece of eye candy, my attention became snagged on a small tattoo situated right between his shoulder blades."It's a dream catcher," he said s
"Why'd you join the Marines? Is that where you met Jordan?" I asked."I met Jordan when we were kids and his family kind of adopted me. We joined the Marines because we thought it would be a great adventure and to get out of the small town that we lived in."I nodded my head in understanding since that was the reason Mia and I had gone to college in Oregon."Where were your parents?" I asked not waiting for his next question.There was a pregnant pause as he started grabbing the plates out and putting them around the table. I got up to help but sat back down when he gave me a pointed look."My parents died when I was three, a car accident. I moved in with my grandfather."There was a look in his eyes that spoke of a deep soul biting sadness and loss."When did he pass?" I asked compassionately."Last year."I put my hand on his arm as he placed a plate in front of me."I'm so sorry, Jack."His breath came out in a hiss as if someone had just punched him in the gut and when his eyes cam
After dinner was over Jordan volunteered to clean the dishes. Instead of arguing with him, I took my coffee and went and sat on the porch swing. I curled my feet underneath me and just listened to the sounds of the ocean as it blended into the noise from the forest to create the most beautiful music I had ever heard."You know you never answered my question."I screeched and almost fell off the swing, cursing as I righted myself and looked over my shoulder to find Jack a foot away from me with his hand outstretched like he was going to catch me if I fell."Damn it, Lizzie, you need to be more careful!" he growled at me with a glare.I flushed in embarrassment and glared back at him with as much heat as I could muster, trying to pretend he couldn't see how red I was turning."How long have you been there?" I asked accusingly.He shrugged then walked over to the railing and leaned his back against it, folding his arms over his chest. He just stared at me with an expectant look on his fac
Both Jack and I stiffened instantly again. Jordan caught sight of our agitation and pulled away a bit, I could see the wheels in his head turning and I braced myself for the question I knew was coming."Who was it?"His tone was so cold and dangerous that it sent shivers down my back just hearing it, I would hate to be on the receiving end of his anger. I waited to hear if Jack would answer for me. When he didn't, I realized he was giving me a chance to do it myself. I was not sure if I was grateful for this chance. But I knew that this was an opportunity for me, and I had to snag it even if I didn't want it. I walked over to the swing again this time to look beyond it out to the ocean where the moonlight was playing among the waves and drew strength from the current."My father," I conceded finally, "It was my father, he was a drunk, abusive, son of a bitch."The silence behind me was tangible and as deadly as the eye of a hurricane until it finally exploded."That fucking bastard. I'
I awoke to the sounds of birds chirping outside my window. It was a pleasant, peaceful sound that dragged me outside with a cup of coffee in hand. Of course, I had to sneak past the two loudly snoring men in the living room. I tried hard not to look, I really did, but the men obviously had no idea what pajamas were.The half-naked view was so sweet and sexy that I found myself stopping just to get a glimpse of everything. Jordan was on the floor sprawled out, his awe-inspiring back bared for my hungry eyes. Jack had engulfed the tiny couch, his normal hard face relaxed giving him a slight fallen angel look. At some point in the night, he had thrown the covers off and all he had on was a pair of boxers that really should have been silk, if only so they would cling to him better. Still, his morning erection was outlined quite nicely. I sighed as I looked at his chest again. I wanted desperately to go over there and finally satisfy my curiosity about those damn nipple rings. I knew I was
Jack's jaw dropped and Jordan snorted out a bark of laughter. I glared at Jordan and watched as he raised an eyebrow at my attitude. I immediately glance away I knew well the meaning behind that look and had only tested it once."Oh, good. I thought it was something terrible," Jack said softly.I lifted my gaze to his and saw his eyes crackle with amusement."So, you like the idea of submitting to both of us?" Jordan asked again and I turned towards him and nodded."Good!" Jordan almost shouted. "That's what we want, what we were hoping for. So, what's the problem?""You want me to submit to Jack as well?" I clarified making sure he understood that I was specifying him."Yes, baby. I know it sounds crazy and it's not normal. But for us, it is," Jordan explained.He laid his hands gently on my shoulders as if he were waiting for me to break down. I let his words roll around in my brain, I wasn't repulsed, just the opposite in fact. I was interested, excited, and very much turned on by t