Page 45 of Protecting Maggie
“I’m fine. The mission was a shitshow. A nonentity. We were sent out there and we weren’t needed. Like, at all. We sat on our asses, waiting for our commander to get his shit together and get us back home.”
“Oh,” Maggie said, not completely surprised. Roman had basically said as much. But it was also a little scary because she’d hoped against hope that he’d been lying to her. That he hadn’t had anything to do with their deployment.
“I don’t want to talk about work right now,” Shawn said.
Maggie was completely all right with that. She didn’t want to think about Roman, his threats, or anything other than the man who was still lodged deep inside her body. “You don’t? Whatever should we do then? Sleep?”
“Hmmmmm, maybe. Or maybe we could think of better things,” he said.
Somehow, without pulling out of her, he flipped them until Maggie was straddling him. “Oh!” she exclaimed in surprise. “You’re hard again.”
“I have a feeling around you, that’s going to be mynormal state. There are a lot of positions I want to try. I mean, Iama virgin, after all.”
“Were,” Maggie said with a grin. “Youwerea virgin.”
“True. Show me how this works, Maggie. You fuckmethis time.”
Twenty minutes later, Maggie wasn’t sure who’d fucked who. Shawn had let her take the lead for a while, then he’d held her still as he took her from below. Thrusting into her over and over again while he ordered her to finger her clit so she could come around his cock once more.
She fell on top of him, boneless, when he’d finally orgasmed. They were both sweaty now, and she’d never felt more satisfied. He’d pulled out of her, and she could feel his come seeping out from between her legs. “I should get up and shower.”
“Don’t,” he ordered. “I want the full experience.”
Maggie rolled her eyes but didn’t make a move to climb off him. The truth was, she was comfortable right where she was. Using Shawn as a pillow.
“Okay, but don’t blame me when you’re sticky and uncomfortable in the morning.”
“It’s already morning,” Shawn said with a small laugh.
Maggie felt it move through her body, since she was draped all over him. It felt…intimate. Nice.
“Do you work tomorrow…er…today?” he asked after a moment.
“I’m supposed to. But I can call later and ask Julie if it’s okay if I take the day off. I’m sure she’ll understand. Shealready told me I could have the day off when you guys got home.”
“Okay. I have the day off as well,” Shawn told her.
“Good.”
“Yeah. Good. Sleep, Maggie.”
Preacher was exhausted. It had been a long trip home from the Middle East and his body had no idea what time it was. But he couldn’t sleep. He held Maggie against him and closed his eyes.
Sex with Maggie had been…life changing. He’d known she was different, special, but the connection they’d just shared had proven him more than right. He’d never felt this way with anyone before. And while he’d never gone all the way with another woman, he’d done enough to know what he and Maggie had just shared went deeper than anything he’d ever experienced…or expected.
He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. Coming home from deployments to her in his bed, welcoming him just as she had tonight. Laughing about the antics of their kids, figuring out their schedules around their kids’ activities. He wanted it all. With Maggie.
The thought of kids with this woman had his dick twitching once more. But while he had no doubt she’d enjoyed what they’d just done, he wasn’t sure she was on the same page as he was.
Maggie had slid off his chest to rest on the mattressnext to him, and she was cuddled up to his side, using his shoulder as a pillow. He’d covered them with a sheet, but he could see the tent in the material that his dick was making as he thought about filling Maggie up once more with his come.
“Slow your roll,” he whispered to himself. He couldn’t fuck this up. He needed to slow the hell down. Maggie wasn’t ready to have babies. Her ex was still out there trying to mess with her, and the threat of her going back to prison was forefront in her mind. Not to mention she’d told him more than once that she wanted to get the hell out of California.
Sighing, Preacher did his best to push his worries to the back of his mind. To enjoy the present. Maggie’s warm breath against his shoulder wasn’t something he’d experienced before. He’d never slept with a woman. In any sense of the word. It was nice.
As he lay there, holding Maggie tightly, Preacher closed his eyes and relived the moment he’d first entered her hot, wet pussy. He understood now why men did stupid things in regard to sex. The feel of her body holding him in a vise grip was indescribable. He should be embarrassed by how fast he’d come that first time, but he wasn’t. The pleasure had been overwhelming. Thankfully he hadn’t gone soft and was able to fuck her properly after that.
Thinking about what they’d done, and how good it felt, had Preacher’s cock at full mast once again. He tried to ignore it. Maggie was probably sore, and she needed her rest.
