Page 38 of Protecting Bree
Once he had Bree settled into the passenger side of his truck, he ran around to the driver’s side and started the engine.
“Smiley?” she said, her voice slurring a little.
“Yeah?”
“That was awesome. I love your friends. Aces. Remi’s grandmother. Marley. The condom king. Blink’s brother…I can’t believe how alike they are. The rest of the Night Walkers.”
Smiley snorted. “Night Stalkers.”
She waved her hand. “Whatever. I haven’t danced like that since…well, it’s been a long time. And I had too much to drink.”
“I noticed. You feel okay?” Smiley asked.
“I feel awesome,” she said with a breathy sigh.
And just like that, the erection he’d been fighting all night sprang to life in his pants.
“What is it about a man in uniform that issohot?” Bree asked, her gaze boring into his.
Smiley and the rest of his team, as well as the former SEALs, hadn’t worn their uniforms. Kevlar and Blink insisted everyone be as comfortable as possible. So the thought of his woman ogling another man in his dress whites didn’t sit well with him.
He frowned.
“No frowning allowed!” she admonished.
“Not sure I like you thinking my friends in their uniforms are hot,” he admitted truthfully.
“Well, maybe you should put yours on when we get home so I can thinkyou’rehot,” Bree countered. “Not that I don’t think that already. You in that polo shirt and dress slacks tonight?Woo-wee…you’re lucky I didn’t jump you on the dance floor. But I think seeing you in that white uniform, with that hat and all the medals I’m sure you have? You’d be getting lucky for sure,” she giggled.
Smiley couldn’t stand it a moment longer. He needed to get his woman home. In bed. Now. He backed out of the parking spot and headed down the dark, empty streets toward his apartment complex.
“Yeah?” he finally managed to say.
“Oh yeah,” she said in that breathy tone that did nothing to control his erection.
Smiley drove a little faster.
He got them home safely, then rushed her up to the apartment. Once safely locked inside, he took Bree’s hand and led her to the bedroom. He put his hands on her shoulders when she was in the middle of the room and said, “Stay here.Righthere. Do not move. Not an inch, understand?”
She nodded eagerly. The lust was easy to see in her face and the way she licked her lips.
Thankful for the large walk-in closet, and the room it provided for him to change, it didn’t take long for Smiley to strip off the clothes he was wearing and put on his dress whites.
His Bree wanted a man in uniform? She’d get a man in uniform.
He strode back into his bedroom.
Bree hadn’t moved, and as he stalked out of the closet, her mouth fell open.
“Holy crap,” she whispered.
“Ma’am,” Smiley said, giving her a little bow as he reached her.
He wasn’t sure what to expect—but it wasn’t for Bree to fall to her knees and swiftly start tugging at his belt.
Before he could take his next breath, his cock was engulfed in her mouth. It was all Smiley could do to stay standing. His fingers flew into her hair, totally ruining her hairdo for good, and he held on as he received the most intense blowjob he’d ever had in his life.
He tried to pull her off his cock at one point, desperate to be inside her, but she was having none of that. Bree’s head tilted up as she sucked him, and seeing her lips stretched around his dick, her gaze locked on his own, was more than Smiley could take.
