Taken By The Navy Seal (Part 2) (Owned By The Navy Seal) (3 page)

“Twenty-seven,
thank you.” Sliding his hand between her legs, he circled around her clit
before he pressed a slippery finger between her folds as Rita tried to grind
down against his hand. As he drew his hand back, he rubbed her excitement over
her cheeks. SMACK!

“Twenty,
twenty-eight,” Rita managed to call out as she spread her legs farther apart.
Holding tight to his left thigh, Rita rubbed against Jared.

“Did
you forget something?”

“Thank
you,” breathed Rita as she squirmed against him to alleviate the pressure
between her legs.

“Good
girl,” said Jared, as he continued to rub her cheeks. Sliding two fingers in,
Rita moaned as her muscles tightened around them, silently begging him to keep
going. “Two more,” Jared managed to say. Two quick smacks in succession had
Rita yelping as she was quick to call out 29 and 30 followed by a thank you.
Jared didn’t waste any time as he slammed three fingers inside her and began
tormenting her clit with his thumb. He leaned his arm across Rita’s back as she
continued bucking against him. As he held her pinned down, he continued to rub
her fevered cheeks as he plunged his fingers in and out of her sopping wet
pussy. As her muscles continued to clench around his fingers, his strokes
became longer and harder. Rita was pushing hard against his hand. Flicking her
clit repeatedly as he slammed his fingers in and out, Rita bucked hard against
him. Reaching with his thumb and forefinger, Jared pinched her clit as he
slammed inside her. Rita arched up as her orgasm hit her. Crying out his name,
she continued to thrash about as Jared held her down. Not waiting for her to
come down, he reached for another condom, tearing the wrapper open with his
teeth. “On your knees, quick!”

As
Rita got to her knees, Jared swore as he tried to pull the condom on over his erection.
On the second try, he succeeded as he got behind her. Grabbing her hips, he
slammed into her. Her breath quickened as she drew him in. His pulse pounded as
her muscles gripped his cock, holding him tight as he pistoned in and out of
her. He groaned as her muscles continued to spasm around his cock. Her cry let
him know that another orgasm was rolling through her as he began to speed up
and increase his lengths. She clutched at the sheets as she slammed against
him, meeting each thrust. She moaned in pleasure as he increased his speed.

Flipping
her over, he shifted her legs around his waist. She was so slick he moved
easily in and out. As she neared another orgasm, he worked her clit as he moved
in and out. Rita began to shake as her orgasm grew. Tightening his grip on her
hips, he moved faster, harder, deeper. Rita didn’t hold back. As another orgasm
hit her, she cried out. Jared’s orgasm gripped him as his balls tightened. He
thrust deep and held her there. Hot bursts exploded as his orgasm hit. Riding
wave after wave, he slid in and out, as Rita’s body continued to ride orgasm
after orgasm. Jared wondered if she would keep cumming if he kept going. Still
sliding in and out, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a
sitting position. Moaning, she grabbed his face as she kissed him. Shoving her
tongue in his mouth, she gave as much as she received, moaning as she trembled
against him.

Holding
her tight, he rocked her gently as they slowly came back down. Sliding his
fingers in her hair, he held her to him as their hearts thundered against each
other. Looking at her face, he smiled as her unfocused gaze slowly shifted
toward him. Her languid smile melted his heart. “Wow, that was amazing,” mumbled
Rita. “Simply, wow.” At Jared’s chuckle, she cupped his face as she kissed him.
“I think I’m going to misbehave more often.” At that, Jared pushed her to her
back as he stretched out on top of her. Pulling her arms above her head, he
pinned her down as he slowly kissed her face.

“I
think I will like it when you misbehave.”

Jared
was frustrated. A week had gone by since Rita had come to his place and so far,
she had managed to avoid him, arriving at work and holing up in the office
well-before anyone else arrived and not leaving until the volunteers had all
left. Other than dealing with work-related issues, which she did at a distance,
she hadn’t spoken to him. He couldn’t figure her out, she was so hot for his
touch, but around the site, she was cool. Maybe he had gone too fast for her.
It was possible, but damn, she had gotten under his skin. When he took her in
the dressing room, he thought he would never see her again and he regretted not
finding out her name. He couldn’t believe his luck when he saw her on the work
site. And now, every time he closed his eyes, she was there. He was embarrassed
to share that he had yet to wash his pillowcases because they still carried her
scent. He was determined to make her his, and he didn’t want to go slow. Today,
he would confront her, but not before everyone left for the weekend. She had
called a meeting with the section heads to discuss the coming week, but Jared
had made sure, only he would attend.

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Rita
sat at her desk unable to concentrate. She had been avoiding Jared since last
Friday and for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out why. She was more than
attracted to him that much was obvious. The sex was fantastic and it had been a
long time since she felt that comfortable with a man. And Jared was definitely
a man. Male. Primal. Rita couldn’t help but giggle as her brain played word
games. But after almost 10 years with Tuck, the idea of becoming entwined with
someone else so soon frightened her. She didn’t want to make another mistake. So
rather than confront the issue and talk to him, Rita took the cowardly route
and avoided Jared, arriving early, finding reasons to be offsite and leaving
well after everyone else. Probably not the safest idea, but Rita was protecting
her heart.

John
Tucker had been the consummate liar. Everything from his childhood upbringing
to the diplomas that hung on his wall were fabrications. She had learned of the
fake diplomas at a company dinner. She was in a bathroom stall when she heard
the woman from HR talking to someone else. It was obvious both women were
drunk. The woman from HR, Jane or Janie somebody, was telling the other woman
how she found out that Tucker’s education claims were false. When Tuck was
confronted, he claimed that the school had lost his records. His boss had given
him until after the holidays to contact the school and produce the records or
he would let him go. Janie was bragging at her detective work and how much she
looked forward to Tucker’s last day when Rita stepped out of the stall, her
face burning with humiliation. The two women had the sense to stop talking when
they saw her. Quickly washing her hands, she stormed out of the bathroom to
tell Tuck that she felt a migraine coming on and that she wanted to leave. Tuck
wasn’t ready to leave, but Rita insisted. She fumed all the way home as she
listened to him brag about something. She replayed other situations in her head
as she began to doubt other claims that he’d made to her over the years. When
they got home, Rita couldn’t hold back any longer and confronted him. Tuck
became defensive and claimed that it was all a conspiracy and that they were
all against him. He ranted that he couldn’t work there anymore and planned to
quit. He would find something where his skills and education would be
appreciated. At that point, Rita didn’t know what to believe, but she let it
go. John Tucker could be persuasive when he wanted to.

A
couple years later, her father-in-law died. At some point, while they were
helping his mom pack up his dad’s clothes, stories came out about his childhood
that were entirely different from what he had told her. She could never
understand why anyone would make up stories about such mundane things as where
one went to school or how they were raised, but that was Tuck. Never satisfied
with reality, he had created an entirely different life for himself. One that
Rita precipitated because she didn’t know any better. She was embarrassed when
she found out the truth and apologized to her mother-in-law for her part in the
conspiracy. The rampant dishonesty had hurt Rita tremendously. All those hours
they’d spent talking about their future, their dreams. Rita realized too late
that for Tuck, it was simply one long string of lies to manipulate her into
doing what he wanted. What’s worse, Rita became plagued with self-doubts as she
began questioning all her decisions, which was why she was being a coward and
hiding from Jared.

But
she couldn’t get Jared out of her head. She would watch him around the site
when she thought he wasn’t looking and she would dream about him at night.
She’d even sprinkled a few drops of Pour Homme on her pillow. Crossing her
legs, Rita could smell her arousal. Damn, it was as if Jared had flipped a
switch. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt this horny for someone and
while she was enjoying it, she wasn’t able to get any work done. At least it
was Friday. She had called for a quick meeting to go over the tasks for next
week and to make sure all the supplies needed were ordered. She would have to
be around Jared for the meeting, but Rita made sure that there would be plenty
of other people around.

As
Rita was gathering her notes for the meeting, she heard the office door open.
“I’ll be right out,” called Rita, without looking up.

“That’s
all right,” drawled Jared, “I think we’ll be staying in.”

Snapping
her head up, Rita looked at the one person she had tried so hard not to be
alone with. “Uh,” she stammered, “I thought we would have the meeting outside
at the lunch tables where there’s more room.”

Waving
a couple sheets of paper in his hand, he stalked toward Rita. “Have everything
you need, right here, boss,” commented Jared as he glared at her. Reaching out
her hand, Rita took them, trembling as Jared brushed her hand. He didn’t miss
her reaction as he turned and headed back toward the door.

Shaking,
Rita set the papers down. “Thh thanks,” Rita managed to say. “I’ll look these
over and let you know if I have any questions. Have a good weekend.”

“Oh,
I’m NOT leaving yet,” replied Jared, as he reached to lock the office door.
“You and I have unfinished business.”

Rita
took a steadying breath. And another. The butterflies that had taken up
residence in her stomach when Jared came in began a tumultuous ride around her
insides while she took yet another steadying breath. Standing up, she walked
slowly toward the door, and Jared. “I think you should unlock that door.”

“No,”
was Jared’s reply and then he was on her. Pushing her to the wall, he
demonstrated his need as he ground his erection against her. Moaning, Rita,
wrapped her arms around his neck as she pulled him closer. She didn’t think she
could ever get enough of him. Sensing her need, Jared made short work of her
shirt and before she could say no, he had unhooked her bra and tossed it aside.
His hands slid slowly down her back before cupping her ass and pulling her
tightly against him. Pushing her legs farther apart with his thigh, Jared
lifted Rita off the floor with his leg as he raised his hands to her breasts.
Not interested in being gentle, Jared began to massage and twist her breasts as
Rita arched into his hands. Her movement caused her to grind down on his thigh producing
a whimper as her arousal continued to slam into her. As his fingers traced
around her areoles, Rita pulled Jared’s head closer, but he refused to play.
Turning his head, he nuzzled her neck. Finding her ear, he slowly licked around
it as Rita continued to squirm. Smiling against her neck, he planted small, wet
kisses, pausing to suckle, as Rita made mewling noises of pleasure. He so loved
the sounds she made when she was aroused. As his fingers traced faster, he increased
the pressure around her nipples, which had Rita pushing earnestly against his
hands, but Jared kept up the torment refusing to touch her anywhere else. Rita
wasn’t sure how much more she could take. She had been wrong to avoid him and
she paid for it every moment she couldn’t spend with him, but this was
maddening. Growling in frustration, Rita yipped as Jared gripped her nipples.

“Is
THIS what you wanted, little one?” Jared drawled. Moaning, Rita arched further
as Jared lifted her breasts, while he twisted and tugged on her nipples. Jared
dropped his leg causing Rita to dangle momentarily. The sudden increase in pain
shot straight to her inner core like a giant electric shock. Pulling his head
away, Jared looked her in the eyes as he released her nipples. The sudden
increase in blood flow had her gasping as he quickly claimed one in his hot
mouth. Swirling his tongue around her right nipple, Jared seared her as he
continued to suck and twist while he laid claim to her left breast with his
right hand. Pushing on his head, Rita encouraged him to keep going as she
tossed her head about. Lifting his head, Jared kissed across her chest before
claiming her left nipple. Rita moaned as Jared doubled his torment as his hand
claimed her other breast. Arching into him, Jared bit down as heat and wetness
flooded her.

Stepping
back, Jared grabbed both her breasts as he mashed them together. Tossing her
head back, Rita smacked her head on the door as Jared increased his intensity.
Smiling at her, he tugged her toward him as he smashed her breasts against his
chest. The sudden friction from the fabric of his shirt sent goose bumps racing
across her body as she melted against him. Capturing her lips, Jared plundered
her mouth as their tongues danced together. Drawing back, he nipped at her
lower lip before he stepped back.

“As
much as I would like to continue this here, perhaps this isn’t the best
location.”

Reaching
behind her, Rita closed the blinds. Smiling mischievously, “If it’s a rocking,
don’t come a knocking.”

Moving
quickly, Jared swept her up and swung her over to the desk. Sweeping the files
aside, he laid her on her back. Reaching for the buckle on her shorts, he made
short work of her clothes and laid her bare. Starting at her ankles, he slowly
rubbed her legs as he moved up. As Rita began to squirm, he paused. Watching
her, he waited silently until she stopped moving before continuing. Each time
Rita moved, he would pause and wait. Once she stopped, he would proceed. After
the third time, Rita got the idea and did her best not to squirm, but she
couldn’t help it. Her body was on fire and the closer he came, the hotter she
got. Desperate for release, Rita wanted him to speed up. Moaning, she trembled
when he replaced his hands with his lips. Shuddering, she called out to him.

“Jared,
please.”

“Mmmm,
I like that. Please, what?” he asked, as he trailed more kisses up her thigh.

Groaning,
Rita cried out, “Please quit with the foreplay and get on with it. I’m
desperate to have you. Inside me. Now.”

“It
won’t be soft,” growled Jared.

“Don’t
want soft. Want hard. Want now. Please, Jared, I can’t take much more.”

“But,
Rita, I’ve barely begun.” Dropping his head, Jared licked up her slit. He could
feel her heat and smell her arousal. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could
drag this out before he would have to take her. He adored how responsive she
was to him and wanted to take her now. It was obvious that she was ready for
him, but she needed to beg a little more. He loved it when she begged.

Sliding
his hands up her thighs, Jared parted her lips as he slowly began to lick her.
Rita arched into him, encouraging him to go deeper, but he pushed her hips back
down. But she was strong and she fought back, again lifting her hips. Sliding
his hands under her ass, he lifted her lower half off the desk. “Put your legs
on my shoulders,” he ordered as he attacked her pussy like a starving man. Rita
cried out as she thrashed around on the desk. Sliding his fingers inside her,
Rita cried out his name as two fingers quickly became three. Flipping his hand
around, Jared was quick to find her more sensitive spots as he brought her
closer and closer to orgasm. Grinding hard against his hand, Rita climbed
higher as she neared orgasm. And then he was gone. As Rita whimpered at the
sense of loss, she heard the sound of a wrapper tearing. Before she had a
chance to comment, Jared slammed his cock into her, rocking her toward the
other end of the desk. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back against him and
began slamming in and out of her. Each thrust sending her spiraling higher and
higher. Adjusting his angle, Jared quickly found her g-spot and began ramming
against it. The friction Rita created as she gripped his cock with her muscles
sent spasms rocketing through Jared’s body. He wasn’t sure how much longer he
could go before he felt the familiar clenching as Rita neared orgasm. Slowing
down, Jared increased the length of his strokes as he rammed into her. Each
stroke met with a downward response from Rita. God, he loved how aggressive she
could be.