Sons of Justice 5: Seasoned With Love (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) Read online

  He didn’t like feeling this way. Like he couldn’t even have a conversation with the woman. He couldn’t stop thinking about her since the other night at her place. What the fuck? Why would she let them kiss her if she were involved with someone? Maybe she wasn’t and just used it as an excuse.

  He could see the weather changing as he headed down the road on foot. Leather dropped him off to go get the oil changed on the truck. He told him he would walk back. Walker could see the clouds moving in and the wind picking up. He didn’t think he was going to make it all the way home without the rain getting him. Maybe he would make it to the security gate, but it wasn’t looking too good.

  The house wasn’t exactly the place he wanted to be right now anyway. Quantico was in a piss poor mood, Stone was being a snappy fuck, and Leather was making excuses as to not be there either. That’s why he decided to go into town to get the oil changed. He could have waited for Walker, that way they could have grabbed those insulated blankets. Oh well, whatever.

  He started to feel the drops of rain hit his head then his shoulders. Oh yeah, he definitely wasn’t going to make it. He walked quickly and looked ahead. He could probably duck for cover under the trees and not get completely soaked. Why the hell did he decide to walk? Shit.

  The rain was really coming down as he heard the engine and then a horn honk. He turned and was shocked to see it was Kendra in her black jeep.

  He opened the door.

  “Why are you walking?” she asked, and looked like she got caught in the rain too as she’d gotten into her jeep. She was dripping wet and it didn’t seem to faze her. She tightened up.

  He got in. “Leather took the truck for an oil change and I thought walking was an okay idea.”

  She shifted and drove down the road.

  “This system wasn’t supposed to hit for another hour. I can drop you off wherever.”

  “You don’t mind?” he asked, staring at her. Water dripped from her eyelashes and her sweater was wet, showing not only the outline of her bra but very erect nipples. Was she aroused by him or cold? Shit.

  “Of course not. That’s what friends are for. So, your house or to town? I’m heading home.”

  “Let me text Leather and see how long he’ll be. If you don’t mind either.”

  “Go ahead,” she said and he texted him.

  “So you guys are going camping, you said. Lake Freedman?”

  “A little further north.”

  “It’s going to get cold this weekend. Temperatures dropping down a bit, maybe rain Sunday,” she said to him

  “That’s one of the reasons why we’re looking for some additional insulated blankets.”

  “You may need heat warmers,” she teased and he couldn’t smile. As much as her voice, her sweet expressions and sexy body made him want to, he was pissed off at her. She was young, too. Perhaps too young for men as old and experienced as them.

  “They sell those in town?”

  “No sure. If they don’t then we’ll take the ride to the army surplus store.”

  “An hour and a half away, for insulated blankets.”

  “They’ll keep us warm and dry.”

  She was quiet a moment.

  “I have a box of them. You’re welcome to take them if you need and I can replenish.”

  “What?” he asked.

  “I have some, and fire starter kits and a few other supplies. Not too many as I don’t have the storage in the apartment. The next place I’ll have some sort of storage area for that stuff.”

  “Why would you have those things?”

  “What? You don’t think I camp?”

  He eyed her over.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever heard that you did. You don’t seem like the outdoors type or one to get dirty or wet,” he said.

  She chuckled.

  “Hmm, guess you assumed wrong. I’ll drive by my place if you want the stuff. Your call,” she said and Leather texted back that he was still waiting for the truck to be finished.

  “I’ll text him to meet me here, that way you don’t need to drive me into town, too.”

  “Okay,” she said and just as they pulled down her street the rain really started coming down hard. They sat in the jeep a minute.

  “We’re going to have to make a run for it,” she said.

  He looked out the window and into the sky. “Doesn’t seem like it’s going to clear up soon.”

  “No, probably not. Ready?” she asked.

  “Let’s do it,” he replied and she opened the door and they ran, splashing through puddles to go up the sidewalk and then she fumbled with the keys as they got rained on.

  They were laughing when they got into her apartment. She closed the door and shivered.

  “Oh God, it’s cold,” she said.

  “Sure is. I hate cold rain like that in the winter,” he said.

  She looked at him and he stared at her. Her tight jeans were soaked, her sweater too and her long blonde hair clung to her cheeks. She eyed him over.

  “I’ll grab you a towel to dry off with,” she told him. He stood there waiting for her a minute, pulled off his wet sweatshirt.

  “I’ll put on a pot of coffee if you want while we wait,” she called to him and he walked closer to her bedroom. When he stood by the doorway he was shocked that her top was off and she was fumbling through the drawers for something else. She looked sexy, sinful in the pink lace bra. Her breasts were larger, her curves sexy and she saw him in the mirror.

  She didn’t move. He closed the space between them, placed one hand on her hip and eased it along her belly. He lowered his mouth to her shoulder and kissed her bare, damp skin.

  “Walker,” she said his name as he suckled her neck, turned her in his arms and kissed her tenderly. She ran her palms up his chest and he pressed deeper, gripping her loops on her jeans as to resist cupping her breast, tearing her clothes from her body and claiming her his woman. Making her see how perfect this could be. He felt desperate and he needed to slow down. Perhaps she was just afraid of a relationship like this, or one with older men like him and the team who definitely had a shit load of experience.

  He released her lips and held her gaze.

  He cupped her cheek.

  “Cold?”

  She nodded.

  “Skin to skin contact is key to warming up from rain like this,” he said and lifted his shirt from his waist and pulled it up and over his head. She turned to look at his bare chest. Her luscious pink lips parted and he stepped closer, eyed her over.

  He stared into her baby blue eyes and ran his palm along her hip to her back.

  “Walker.”

  He shook his head.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. God damn.” He smoothed his large palm along her lower back to her ass and pulled her more snuggly against him. He lowered his mouth to hers. When she didn’t pull away he pressed closer, deepened the kiss and then began to explore her body. His palm slid along her ass and squeezed her to him. He rocked his hips and she moaned into his mouth, gripped his shoulders best she could and then he lowered her to the bed. He was pressed between her legs and she was running her fingers through his hair. He slid the strap of her bra down and when a breast emerged he pulled from her mouth, trailed kisses along her jaw and then suckled her nipple into his mouth. Her pelvis thrust upward. He cupped her breast and she moaned.

  “How? How the hell does this happen? We should stop.”

  He suckled harder, ignoring her denial of these feelings and this crazy attraction. He slid his palm along her belly then under him to the zipper in her jeans. She grabbed on to him.

  “Walker, we can’t.”

  He pulled from her breast, cupped it as he eased up to hold her gaze.

  “A little exploring. You feel so good, sweetie. So fucking good,” he said and then kissed her again. This time she ran her hand through his hair and gripped him as he plunged his tongue deeper. She was aroused, needy as she thrust upward and he pushed her pants down. He slid them to the side and she shimmied out of them. He cupped her pussy and thrust a finger immediately up into her cunt so she wouldn’t try to deny these feelings or put on the brakes.

  “Walker,” she exclaimed, holding his head and panting. He stared down into her eyes.

  “So wet and hot.”

  She moaned and he lifted up between her legs.

  “Get these off. I want to see all of you. I want to taste you,” he told her, using his free hand to push aside her bra as she unclasped it. The sides parted and she lay before him naked, legs spread, his fingers thrusting into her bare, wet pussy. The sight of her was perfection. He felt almost unworthy to possess such beauty and be able to indulge in her. He took in the sight of her large breasts bouncing, the tattoo of the Marine Corps symbol on her hip bone and he slid his palm up her arm, holding her hand above her head so she was fully open to him.

  “You got me so fucking hard, baby. You’re a super model.” He thrust faster, deeper and she moaned and rocked her hips.

  When she slid her free hand down and cupped his balls he closed his eyes and moaned.

  “Damn, Kendra. Oh Fuck, Kendra, please.”

  “Oh. Oh, Walker,” she cried out and he lowered down to suckle a breast then trailed his mouth over her belly to her pussy, replacing his fingers with his tongue. He gripped her hips and lifted her thighs so he could have better access to her pussy and her ass. He licked down to her asshole and she screamed out as she came. Just like that she came, and he suckled and slurped her sweet cream, moaning into her cunt.

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  Kendra felt out of control and so needy it was insane. She couldn’t fight this attraction. As much as she needed to, she just couldn’t. She grabbed his shoulders as he suckled her cunt and then the top of her mound and then licked along her tattoo and her hip bone.

  He traced it with his finger. Then he stared at her, at her large breasts with his gorgeous brown eyes, firm lips, dirty blond crew cut hair and she felt the tingling sensation, the attraction to him. He slid his palm along her stomach as it dipped in and out as her breathing grew rapid.

  “Put him out of your head and focus on me, and how this feels being together. I know I’m older, maybe you think too old for you.”

  She swallowed hard. Her lack of explanation about the tattoo and its meaning misled him and his team. They thought she was involved with a man. A Marine.

  “No. No, Walker, not too old. I just don’t want to be in a relationship with anyone.”

  He cupped both breasts, making her lift her torso and moan.

  “And the guy you’re seeing?” he asked, sliding his palms to her hip bones where he could stroke the tattoo as he held her with a firm possessive stare that did her in.

  “No guy, Walker. I’m not seeing anyone.”

  He squinted at her.

  “You lied?”

  “Sort of. I had to. You guys were coming on so strong and I need to stay single. I can’t deal with all the heartache, the pain and betrayal.”

  “Whoa, wait a minute.”

  He loomed over her. One palm above her shoulder on the bed and the other against the mattress by her hip.

  “You make up this lie to get rid of us because some guy hurt you, broke your heart and you don’t want to date again?”

  “No, there’s more to it than that.”

  “What the fuck is to it? If we like you and you like us then that’s it.”

  “No, that isn’t it. It’s a ménage and I don’t want one.”

  “Even though you’re attracted to the four of us?” he asked.

  “Yes. It’s how it has to be.”

  He shook his head. Lowered down and kissed her forehead.

  “You’re just scared,” he said to her and she closed her eyes and relished in the feel of having Walker, such a large, sexy muscular man looming over her, kissing her and touching her. He was close to forty. Older, more experienced and probably wiser than Brandon, Skylar, and Paul combined. No. She didn’t want to compare them. They were different men. Walker, Stone, Leather, and Quantico were completely different. They looked different, acted different, and they had this way about them. The scent of their cologne, the way they walked, smoked cigars casually and even held a bottle of beer. It was manly, seasoned, sexy, and mature.

  He stroked her nipple and then lowered his mouth to it. He kissed her and rocked his hips, his hard, damp jeans against her pussy and inner thighs.

  She wanted to taste him. Could she just pleasure him like he did her?

  “Walker.”

  “No denying,” he said and suckled harder then lowered down to her pussy and nipped her clit and pussy lips.

  She gasped.

  “Let me help you,” she said to him. He paused, tilted his head up and squinted. “I want to taste you.”

  “But you don’t want to get involved with all of us?”

  “I don’t want to be in a ménage. I can’t do more than this right now,” she said to him.

  And he waited so she started pushing him to the right and onto his back. She straddled his waist, her breasts lowered and he cupped them as she undid his pants then pushed them down. He got a leg free and she looked at him. Long, thick, hard cock, a true man, masculine, sexy and she needed this. Suddenly wanted to live for the moment, kind of like skydiving, but she hoped afterward her feet hit the ground and she didn’t tumble.

  She lowered her mouth to his bare chest first. Kissing his nipples, then his torso. He ran his fingers through her hair with one hand and played with her breast with his fingers. He pulled slightly and then tightened up a moment as she widened her thighs and lowered her mouth to his cock. She licked and then began to suck him down. She bobbed her head up and down as she absorbed his scent and the sound of his soft moans. He gripped her hair tighter and then thrust upward. She wanted to please him, to make him happy and to make him not forget her or think she was the best woman ever in his life. Tears stung her eyes. She was so stupid. She knew what men wanted. Sex and no commitments. He would be thrilled and she got to orgasm. Her hardened heart testing this new side of herself.

  When a second set of hands landed on her hips she pulled from his cock, and it hit her instantly. Walker hadn’t made a move and Leather came into view over her shoulder. His eyes were dark, possessive. That gruff along his cheeks and chin, the dark expression along with those chocolate colored eyes as he ran his palms along her thighs.

  “Keep going. Don’t let me interrupt.”

  “We’re just exploring a little. Nothing more right now,” Walker said.

  She felt the fingers slide into her pussy and she moaned.

  “Exploring sounds fucking perfect,” he said and lowered over her from behind and whispered into her ear.

  “Suck his cock and make him come. Then it’s my turn to get a taste of you.”

  “Oh God.” She felt her cream drip from her pussy at his words. She needed this, wanted this, suddenly nothing else mattered. She lowered her mouth to Walker’s cock and sucked him faster, deeper. He moaned and grabbed her hair as Leather alternated fingers and tongue, tasting her and arousing her. He swiped his tongue along her asshole and then a moment later as Walker grunted and came in her mouth Leather slid a finger into her asshole and another one into her cunt.

  She cried out her release and then Walker slid out as Leather wrapped an arm around her waist, pulled fingers from her cunt and ass and then flipped her onto her back. He pulled her by her ankles to the edge of the bed, spread her wide and lowered down between her legs to feast on her.

  She cried out and went to grip his hair when Walker grabbed her hands and held them above her head. The feel of being restrained while Leather fingered and feasted on her pussy and ass was too much. She grunted and moaned and came again.

  “Fuck, I’m so hard, baby. I need. Let me inside of you.”

  “No. No, Leather. I’ll help you,” she said and closed her legs and when she sat up he pulled her against his chest and grabbed her hair and head and plunged his tongue into her mouth. She felt how large and solid he was. A soldier filled with muscles. His gruff along his cheeks chafed her inner thighs and now chafed her cheeks and mouth as he ravished her. She started to push him to his back but instead he stepped back, undid his pants and stepped from them. He fisted his thick, long cock in his hand and she licked her lips, slid off the bed to her knees and grabbed on to his thighs. She slid her hands up and down them, stroking along the side of his balls and cock.

  “Fuck, baby, please don’t tease me. Please follow through,” he said and ran his fingers through her hair to grip it so he could watch her suck him down. It aroused her that she did this to him. Made him desperate. It made her feel empowered and in control despite the chaos of this out of control situation.

  She licked along his cock and slowly started to suck him down. Inch by inch she teased him then lifted up, almost releasing him to the bulbous head. She sank back down and then increased her speed and the pressure.

  “Holy fuck, baby. Holy shit.”

  “I know, Leather, she’s incredible. That mouth is fucking incredible,” Walker said and caressed her shoulders, took position behind her and ran his palms up and down her spine and then to her ass.

  She felt Walker’s fingers dip into her cunt and she bobbed up and down on Leather’s cock and then he smoothed her cream along her anus. When he slid a finger into her ass, while gripping her other ass cheek with his large palm possessively, she came and sucked harder, faster.

  “Fuck, she loves this. She loves a finger in every hole.”

  “Fuck yeah. Here I come, baby. Swallow me. Let me know you couldn’t wait to taste my cum,” he said and she did. She swallowed him and licked him clean as Walker pulled fingers from her cunt and ass and kissed her back and her shoulders. When she lifted up, Leather hugged her to him, her cheek against his hip and cock.

  “Why are we not making love right now? What the fuck is going on?”

  “It’s a long story,” Walker said. “But there isn’t a boyfriend, she just doesn’t want a ménage,” Walker told him.

  Leather pulled back and then lifted her up to put her on the bed. He ran his palm along her thighs and then climbed up and lowered her down to her back.

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