Apocalyptic Proportions: Rescue Team Nine (Book 2)

Chapter 20

Red

"And I saw an angel come down from heaven, having the key of the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand." Revelation 20:1

0 Days to Jacksonite Apocalypse

I feel something I haven't felt with Aimee in a long time. With her, I feel like I'm at home. She wants me as much as I want her. The idiots she's been with before don't deserve a place in her life. She deserves love and attention. She deserves to have her body worshipped, and that's exactly what happens. I worship every inch of her skin after pulling her nightgown over her head and stripping her of her bra and underwear. Making sure to pay close attention to the areas she seems to prefer, there isn't a part of her body I don't kiss, massage, or lick. The way she moans and squirms only intensifies my own reactions. Her first orgasm comes in one intense wave, and I allow my fingers and tongue to enjoy the vibrations of it. Moving back up her body, I wait for her eyes to open, and when they do, the love I see shining back at me causes my heart to pound. In that moment, I know we're on the same page. While watching each other, I feel her hands work at the button and zipper on my jeans before one hand makes its way inside. She rubs my dick before tightening her grip and pumping. Normally, I would allow her curiosity to enjoy itself, but I'm having difficulty holding back. Taking her hand away from me, I place it gently above her head before leaning down and kissing her tenderly. Pulling back long enough to strip myself of my clothing, I maneuver myself above her and push inside her slowly. When I pull back, we both groan. I push back in harder this time, and the rhythm is set. I want her to remember this night. I want to show her the extent of my feelings. Being inside her is pure heaven. Feeling her tighten around me in another orgasm is my undoing. I come with a force that takes my breath away. I feel her release as I'm coming down from my own. Placing my head against hers, I close my eyes briefly before I open them and meet her gaze. Falling to the side, I pull her with me and hold her tightly in my arms. Kissing her one final time, I allow my head to rest on the pillow, and we fall asleep in each other's arms. In that moment, I know I've found the one place I never want to leave.

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A few hours later, I find myself awake again. My mind feels uneasy, but watching Aimee next to me gives me the only peace I can feel in this place. There's much more to learn about her, inside and outside the bedroom. She fascinates me. I've never met anyone so genuine. She's a quiet woman, which makes her most becoming traits hard to discover. I've been lucky enough to make it inside her bubble and am starting to see the quirks that make her who she is. Kissing her on the forehead, I roll quietly off the bed, making sure to cover her with the sheets as I stand. If marriage means waking up next to her every morning, I'll gladly accept it with open arms. A cocky bastard with a preference for swearing, I'm not a perfect person. But for her, I want to be perfect. I've always enjoyed being on the road. Missions give me something to keep me and my mind busy, but she's given me the ideal reason to want to come home. Aside from the guys, she's the only person I find easy to talk to. Pulling on my pants, I walk outside onto the balcony. It's still dark out. The stars flash their lights in front of me.

"You better be glad I'm a nice enough man to turn this device off for a few hours."

Shit. I forgot about my earpiece. I bet Dice is going to love the hell out of this.

"I seriously doubt that. I bet your ass was getting busy right along with us."

The line gets quiet.

"Okay, no lie. It was tempting. Especially since it's quiet as hell in the command center, but you're my brother. I know how you are. However, if you ever need someone to come watch, I'll take you up on the invite." I sure hope as hell he's joking.