Read His Wicked Pleasure Online

Authors: Christina Gallo

His Wicked Pleasure (24 page)

BOOK: His Wicked Pleasure
4.97Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub
ads

 

Within an instant, Declan had his pants unzipped and grabbed her from behind while shoving himself inside her.

 

“Wait, what?” groaned Kristie eating the carpet. “How?”

 

Declan’s hands roamed Kristie’s entire body stopping at each of her breasts before squeezing them. “Seaman Recruit Rossi get ready for a pounding. You’re a very naughty girl.”

 

“Oh my,” squealed Kristie as Declan’s pulsating manhood slammed into her. His fingers played with her taunt nipples, teasing them to solid peaks. Feeling her insides clench, she let out a loud moan.

 

“That’s it. Give it to me my little sexy recruit.”

 

~*~*~*~

 

Declan woke up extra early and groaned when he found Kristie on the opposite side of the bed. He pulled her against him. He kissed her eyes, her nose, and her mouth and whispered, “I love you Barbie Doll.”

 

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. “I love you too G.I. Joe.”

 

“Thank you for the best birthday ever.”

 

“You’re welcome,” said Kristie rolling onto her back.

 

 

 

             

 

Chapter Twenty-Three

 

              The following week, Declan showed up at Kristie’s office with two-dozen white roses and the look of doom clearly written in his eyes.

 

              “Mind if I come in? I know I don’t have an appointment,” he said with sadness laced in his voice.

 

              “Please. Distract me. Come in and sit down.”

 

              “I leave in a few hours and wanted to come see you before I deploy.”

 

              Kristie shoved her chair back and ran into his arms. She hugged him tight. “Oh G.I. Joe. I’m really going to miss you.”

 

              “Not as much as I’ll miss you.”

 

              “Do you know how long it will be this time?” she asked with a hoarse voice.

 

              “No. I haven’t a clue how long at all.”

 

              “Oh,” quipped Kristie feeling her heart drop to the floor. Doing her best not to cry, she sucked in a few gulps of air and said, “Well, don’t worry about me. I have so much work to do that I’ll be buried in paperwork for weeks. Possibly months.”

 

              “Just do me one huge favor,” said Declan placing his hand under her chin and lifting her face to meet his.

 

              “What’s that?”

 

              “Pay attention to your surroundings at all times and don’t go anywhere alone. Please.”

 

              “Yes Sir,” said Kristie trying to smile but failing miserably.

 

              “I love you so much and you’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman and more.” Words didn’t form. Couldn’t form. He wrapped his arms around her and held her for as long as he could. The sound of a phone ringing pulled him away as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and answered.

 

              “Yes. I’ll be down in five minutes. I’m aware. Okay.”

 

              Kristie stood there willing her tears away and did her best to keep it together until he left. Walking to her purse, she pulled out a small gift bag and handed it to him. “Don’t open this now. I know you have to leave.”

 

              “Aye,” said Declan running his fingers through his hair. Taking one last look at Kristie, he pulled her in and kissed her like it was the last time he’d ever see her. Looking at her while moving a few strands of hair out of her face, he whispered, “I love you.”

 

              “I love you too,” she said while standing there watching him walk away. Walking to her office door, she called out to Stefan before she completely lost it and said, “Please hold all my calls and if anyone comes to see me, send them away.”

 

              “Will do,” said Stefan glancing up from his work. Noticing Kristie standing there with a pained look, he said, “Go home. I promise I’ll handle whatever needs to be handled.”

 

              “I wish I could Stefan, but I have way too much paperwork,” she walked into her office and closed the door behind her. Walking to her desk, she noticed the roses. She walked over to them, put her head down and cried. Letting out one final sob, she wiped her nose with the back of her hand and dried her eyes.

 

              Deciding there was no time like the present, Kristie dove into her work completing one file after the next. Before long, she was caught up with paperwork and responding to emails.

 

              “Good night Miss Rossi,” said Stefan at Kristie’s office door.

 

              “Good night. Get home safe.”

 

~*~*~*~

 

              The week passed in a blur and Kristie found herself sitting at a restaurant with her two sisters. “Thanks for doing this Daniella,” offered Kristie in a tired voice.

 

              “Yeah,” said Lorie toying with the food on her plate. “Thanks.”

 

              “There’s a huge party tonight at Murphy’s, why don’t you two get out and have a little fun,” suggested Daniella with optimism in her voice.

 

              “Sure. Why not,” said Kristie pulling herself out of the funk she was in. “I can’t imagine Declan sulking around so why should I?”

 

              “That’s the spirit,” Daniella teased while taking a huge bite out of her chicken. Turning towards Lorie with a raised brown, she asked, “What about you?”

 

              “Sure. I’m in. I just feel like I’m getting sick. Been sneezing all day,” sniffled Lorie rubbing her nose.

 

              “Keep your germs over there. I can’t afford to be sick,” snapped Kristie. “I am going to be featured in Financial Times Magazine and need to be on my game.”

~*~*~*~

 

              Declan leaned over a makeshift desk while going over orders. “Lieutenant,” addressed his teammate Matt, entering the small tent set up with a computer and few other items.

 

              “Yes.”

 

              “There’s been a report of an explosion about ten miles east of us.”

 

              “Send Blaze to check things out,” said Declan in a crisp voice.

 

              “Yes Sir,” stated Matt in a deep voice as he turned and walked outside.

 

              Sitting down, Declan ran his fingers through his sweat dampened hair and smiled when he saw an email from Kristie.

 

              Dear G.I. Joe,

 

              I hope this message finds you well. Things here have been hectic and the media hounds seem to follow me wherever I go lately. It’s like they’re super human, which is strange because I thought you were the only super human in this world.

 

              I miss you and hope you are safe. Ares misses you too and is constantly running to the door every time someone comes home. He’s getting so big and so smart. I simply adore him. We both miss you so much and hope to see you soon.

 

              Did you by any chance ask anyone to check up on me? I feel like I’m being followed. Every time I turn around, I see the same person.

 

              Love you,

 

              Your very own Barbie Doll xoxo

 

              Feeling like a sword just sliced and diced him, he did his best to remain calm. Walking out of the tent, he frantically searched for Paul and frowned when he remembered Paul went into town to get supplies.

 

              Walking back into the tent, he walked over to the computer, sat down and began to compose a message to Kristie.

 

             
My Dearest Barbie Doll,

 

              Everything here is as good as can be expected. It’s hot, it’s dusty, and sleep is a luxury. I miss you so much. Thanks for the pictures you sent me. I hope you aren’t walking around town like that.

 

              Someone’s following you? Are you sure? I need you to describe him for me, or better yet, send me a picture of him if you can. Barbie Doll, you know you’re not supposed to go anywhere alone. Please don’t make me worry even more.

 

              I love you,

 

              Declan xx

             

~*~*~*~*

 

              Kristie sat in a booth near the bar and sipped on water and lemon. Lorie sat across from her nursing a cup of hot tea.

 

              “We’re a sad pair,” said Kristie feeling her head begin to pound. “I think I’m catching your cold and I want to go home and go to bed.”

 

              “Let’s go,” groaned Lorie looking around for Daniella but not finding her.

 

              “We can text her once we get home. She has her own car anyway,” reassured Kristie. Lorie nodded and followed Kristie out to her Jeep. They climbed in and Kristie started to shiver. Her teeth began to chatter and her body began to shake as she started the engine and turned on the heat. Rubbing her hands together, Kristie groaned, “It’s freezing.”

 

              “I know. It’s going to be a very cold Halloween.”

 

              “I ordered a bunch of sexy costumes the other day and can’t wait to wear them,” exclaimed Kristie while stopped at a red light. “I love Halloween it’s my favorite holiday apart from Christmas.”

 

              “Finally,” said Lorie as Kristie pulled up to the house. “I can’t get to bed fast enough.”

 

              Kristie walked upstairs, got ready for bed and walked Ares one last time. Making her way to her bedroom, she plopped on the bed and opened up her laptop. She checked her email.

 

              She read Declan’s email and wrote him an email with another picture of her and Ares snuggled up on her bed.

 

             
Hey G.I. Joe,

 

              No, I don’t walk around town like that. Those pictures were from a photo shoot I took the other day. Anyway, the mystery man has vanished so you don’t have to worry any more.

 

              I love you and hope we can Skype soon. Ares would love to hear his daddy’s voice.

 

              Love you,

 

              Kristie xoxo

 

             

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty-Four

 

              The days and weeks slipped by and soon it was mid-November. Kristie spent her days working and found herself in her office on this cool day. Sitting at her desk, tapping her fingers over, and over, she was completely lost in thought. The dark sky and the pouring rain didn’t help Kristie’s horrible mood.

 

              “Miss Rossi,” called Stefan in a happier voice than normal causing her to cringe. “There’s someone here to see you.”

 

              “Is it important? I’m honestly not in a good mood today. Maybe Lorie or Daniella can handle this.”

BOOK: His Wicked Pleasure
4.97Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub
ads

Other books

Love's Second Chance by Myne Whitman
Last Call by Brannon, M.S.
The Tenth Justice by Brad Meltzer
Phthor by Piers Anthony
Mad for the Plaid by Karen Hawkins
The Onus of Ancestry by Arpita Mogford
Delectable Desire by Farrah Rochon
The Good Boy by Schwegel, Theresa
Destined by Sophia Sharp