Page 80 of Army
Chapter Seventeen
In the latemorning sunlight that streamed through the gap in the curtains, Army watched Mia as she slept, her naked body bathed in a soft golden glow. The scent of lemongrass on her skin, the peaceful look on her sweet face, and the rise and fall of her tits as she breathed, combined to play havoc with his emotions. He reached out and gently ran his fingers down the length of Mia’s body. He loved the feel of her hard muscles … the softness of her tits … the curve of her hips and the dip of her stomach. He skimmed over her smooth mound and ignored the pain in his hard dick.
Mia shifted slightly and a small moan escaped from her slightly parted lips. Fuck … he loved the sounds she made: quiet whimpers, throaty giggles, sweet laughter. He slipped his finger between her folds, a smile ghosting his lips when her wetness coated it. She moaned again and the sound broke something inside him, and a sudden wash of emotion stung his entire body. But he couldn’t say what he was feeling for her. He wouldn’t.
Army pulled away, and a small frown creased over her brow, then sleep quickly absorbed it, and calmness returned to her face. He sucked in a deep breath and shook his head. He was in deep. How the fuck had that happened? Mia had come into his life like a gust of fresh air, making all the liaisons he’d had with other women seem stale and nondescript.
She cracked her eyes open, then smiled.Damn. Her smile lit up the dark places inside him, warming his heart like no one else ever had.
“What’re you doing?” Her voice sounded groggy as she stretched.
The way her back arched brought her tits up into the air, and for just a moment, all Army could think about was burying his face against them and playing with her nipples until she writhed in pain and ecstasy.
“Seeing how beautiful you look in the morning,” he answered, trailing his fingers down her arm.
“I don’t,” she said, suppressing a yawn.
Looking at her messy hair, drowsy eyes, and no makeup, he dipped his mouth to hers. “Yousofuckin’ do,” he said against her lips before claiming them. Her whimper drove him beyond insane, and he kissed her deeper and more passionately. She looped her arms around his neck and pulled him in even closer as he pushed farther into the sweet recesses of her mouth.
His phone rang. “Fuck,” he said, breaking their kiss.
“Let it go to voicemail,” she whispered.
“I can’t,” he replied. One of the rules of the brotherhood was to always answer the phone. In the unpredictable world in which outlaws lived, a brother may be called upon at any time. Leaning over, he grabbed the phone from the top of the nightstand and pushed the button.
“Yo.” He kept his gaze on Mia’s, her eyes shone in the beam of sunlight, her lips slightly swollen from the power of his kiss.Fuckin’ beautiful.
“You wanna go riding with us? Buzz and Ironclad are coming,” Jigger asked.
“Nah, I’m kinda busy right now.”
“With your fighter? You taking advantage of her flexibility?” He chuckled.
Army’s jaw tightened. “Have a good ride.” He put the phone back on the nightstand and caught her gaze—desire-filled and tender. He wanted to tell her how much she twisted him all up, but he couldn’t. He didn’t understand what was happening because he’d never felt such a connection with a woman before: it was as special as it was consuming. In his mind, women were for fun, and if men got too close and trusted them, they’d destroy them like a black widow. His mom had certainly done that to his dad and to him and his brothers.
“You look so intense. What’re you thinking about?”
He scooted closer and loomed over her, pressing her shoulders against the soft mattress. “Fucking you last night was off the charts, babe. I just … hell … I don’t know.” He slammed his mouth on hers in a crushing kiss as he slipped his hand under her and cupped her ass, jerking her naked flesh closer to his. He wanted to possess her, make her his exclusively and irrevocably. He wanted to cherish her, protect her, and be everything to her.
“Army,” she murmured.
He pushed her legs open with his knees. He needed her with an urgency he’d never felt before. Later that day, he’d fuck her good and slow, tease her until she begged for his cock, but at that moment, all he wanted was to fuck her hard, rough, and fast.
His lips raced down to her breasts, nipping and licking them as they made their way to her nipples. She groaned when he sucked one hardened bud into his mouth, biting it hard then licking away the pain.
“I need you real bad, baby,” he gritted.
Mia laughed, the sound catching in her throat as his fingers pinched the slick folds of her pussy.
“I like how wet you are for me,” he said as he pushed down then planted his mouth on her clit. She bucked under him, and he kept teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue while he twisted and pulled her nipples.
“Harder,” she groaned. He yanked her red buds. “Yeah … just like that.”
Watching her writhe under his touch, her face contorting in pain and pleasure, Army couldn’t hold back any longer. He ran his tongue from her rigid clit to her slick entrance then pulled back before he rammed his cock inside. The way she arched her back and the deep cries that tore from her throat only fueled his desire, and he drilled in and out of her hard and fast. Her breathing quickened, and as she rocked her hips to meet his thrusts, he felt her warm walls clenching around him.
“You’re loving this, aren’t you, babe?” he grunted, pummeling her tight heat as sweat crawled down his back.
“Army … fuck, it’s good,” she rasped.
