McKenzie, Cooper - Her Knight in Dusty BDUs [Men Out of Uniform 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (13 page)

She focused on Bailey’s voice as she felt cold metal slide around her nipple. She squeaked and tensed her entire body a heartbeat after the sharp pain. By then Crow was gently closing the nipple ring and taping something over her breast before pulling her top back into place.

She kept her eyes closed but listened as Crow walked around the chair before repeating the procedure on her right breast.

“All done,” Crow said a moment later from across the room.

“Already?” She opened her eyes as Bailey sat them up.

“See, sunflower, that wasn’t so bad now, was it?”

Eden shook her head and gave a whining sigh as Bailey lifted her off his cock. “No, it wasn’t bad at all.”

“Here are the aftercare instructions.” Crow held a pamphlet out without turning from where he again had his back to them. Eden took the pamphlet and watched as Bailey stood and quickly pulled his jeans back into place, hissing as the material rubbed against his erection.

“Crow, can you take a picture of Bailey’s tattoo before we go?” Eden asked, grabbing her husband’s arm and holding it out.

He nodded and reached for his camera. He quickly took the picture then went back to cleaning and putting his equipment away. Bailey laid twice the amount Crow had quoted him on the table by the door before following Eden through the office and out the back door.

“Why did you have him do that?” Bailey asked once they were outside.

“I’m thinking about maybe getting a tattoo, and I thought it would be sexy to have the same one my husband has,” Eden said easily. “Then people would know who I belong to.”

She glanced over her shoulder and found Bailey staring at her. In his expression she read shock and, as usual, arousal. “Would that be okay?”

“Damn, woman, you’d better get that sexy ass into that apartment and naked in the next two seconds, or I’ll be fucking you right here in front of God, your brother, and anybody who walks by.”

Eden giggled as she raced up the last few steps and into her apartment. Bailey was half a step behind her. He grabbed her arm as he shoved the door closed and twisted the locks.

“Come here, wife,” he said as he pulled her into his chest.

She squeaked as pain shot out from her tender nipples. He lowered his hold so his hands held her hips against his, pressing them together and causing them both to begin to pant.

“Yes?” she asked as she wiggled her hips against his with a grin.

“You really want to get a tattoo? You don’t have to just because I have one.” He grabbed the elastic waistband and pushed it down over her hips.

“I know I don’t, and I’m not saying I will do it anytime soon. It’s just something I’m thinking about. Now you’d better hurry up and get busy loving me, or you’re going to miss your flight and the Marine Corps will be mad at me.” She reached between them and opened the buttons on his jeans he had secured just moments before.

“Yes, ma’am,” Bailey answered as a good Marine should.

With a sexy grin, he began a shuffling walk toward the bedroom. Reaching behind her, he slowly pulled on the strings holding her halter top together. First the bottom tie and then the top one.

* * * *

He hesitated when the top fell away and he saw the bandages covering her nipples. She had caused herself pain, both physical and emotional, for him. That knowledge humbled him, and he leaned in and kissed her.

“Do you know how much I love you, sunflower?” he asked as her hands pushed his jeans down and his cock and balls popped free.

“How much?”

“So much there’s not a description for it,” he said as he stepped away and stripped off the rest of his clothes.

“That much, huh?”

“Yes, wife, that much. Now get on that bed so I can show you,” he said, adding just a little Dom tone to his voice.

“No, Sir. I want to suck your cock first. Please?” Eden kneeling in front of him caught him off guard.

She did not wait for his permission. She leaned forward, one hand cupping his balls as she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. Bailey hissed as she immediately began licking, kissing, and finally sucking on his shaft. Her fingers began to gently roll his balls, playing with them and making his knees weak.

After the aborted sex moments earlier and the talk of her getting a tat, Bailey found himself at the edge of ecstasy in less than two minutes.

“Oh, fuck, sunflower. Too close. Gonna,” he ground out between gritted teeth as his semen left his balls and worked its way up his cock.

Eden responded by sucking a little harder on his cock and squeezing his balls a little tighter. That sent him flying, and his hips snapped forward as he came in waves with a low growl.

Once he stopped shooting, she thoroughly cleaned his cock and then rose again. “That’s one,” she said with a grin that kept his cock from going soft. In less time than usual, his cock began to re-inflate.

“You know if we’re making this a contest that you will lose, don’t you?” he asked.

Bailey made a mental list that before he left that afternoon his wife would not be sitting comfortably for the next several days.

“Depends on what the goal of the game is,” she said as she gracefully stood up.

He sucked a breath when she reached down and gave his balls a gentle squeeze before tracing one fingertip up the heavy vein on the underside of his cock. Then she turned and sashayed toward the bedroom.

Hypnotized by the view, Bailey followed, his cock once again up and ready to play. “Sunflower, have you ever been tied up?”

* * * *

Eden turned and looked at him, then slowly shook her head. “Not since Adam and I played cowboys and Indians when we were kids. Why?”

“Because I’m thinking we may need to do some more toy shopping when I get back,” he said with a smile that sent a shiver from her hairline straight to her clit.

Eden took a step backward and the bed caught her lower leg. She overbalanced and fell onto the bed with a surprised squeak. Bailey was on her in a heartbeat. Kissing her as he picked her up, he laid her diagonally across the bed then moved up to crouch over her.

After a long, deep, soul-sucking kiss, he kissed his way down the center of her body until he reached her mons. Eden’s breathing grew ragged as he pushed her legs apart to make room for his body between them.

“God, you smell so good, sunflower,” he said as his fingers spread her pussy lips.

His words sent puffs of air across her knotted-up, oh-so-sensitive clit, halting her breathing. She moaned loudly when he moved even closer. He dragged the tip of his tongue from the top of her slit slowly down between the lips and over her wet, knotted flesh.

When he reached her clit, Bailey stopped and licked at the pleasure knot before sucking it between his lips and biting it gently. She cried out softly as the orgasm she had been holding on to for more than an hour finally broke over her like a wild storm breaking over a mountain. The muscles of her belly contracted and pulled her head and shoulders off the mattress.

Bailey eased up his hold but kept playing at her flesh with tongue and teeth and lips until a second, gentler orgasm rolled through her. Only then did he release her clit. Kissing both thighs, he then rose up and crawled up her body.

“That’s two,” he said smugly as he settled his hips over hers then rested his upper body on his elbows.

“No fair,” she panted, still trying to catch her breath.

But he didn’t give her the chance. Pulling his hips back, he slid his cock full-length into her pussy on the first stroke. With the larger of the butt plugs in her ass, she felt fuller than ever before.

“No condom?” she asked, making sure this was what he wanted.

“No condom,” he answered as he slowly pulled his cock out until only the head remained in her. Then he slammed his cock forward, driving the air from her lungs as he filled her again then froze. “Unless you don’t want to try making a baby?”

At the thought of a baby with Bailey’s pale blue-gray eyes and sweet personality, Eden moaned and tightened her pussy around his cock. “Oh, yes, please. Let’s try and make a baby.”

At the fire that blazed in his eyes, Eden knew she had given the right answer.

As his hips began to piston in and out faster and harder, he dropped his head forward and licked at her lips. Knowing how he liked to control her, she pulled her legs up, mindful of pressing her knees against her tender breasts.

“Fuck me, Sir. Fuck me hard. Give me your baby,” she begged.

As his hips moved faster and harder, she grabbed for his arms, needing something solid to hold on to as she quickly found herself at the top of the Mountain of Ecstasy once again. She cried out as her orgasm swelled and washed over her, once again causing all her muscles to tighten.

Bailey seemed as hot and trigger-happy as she was, and just seconds after she peaked, he roared as his hips pushed deep into her and held tight to her. She felt his cock pulse and twitch inside her as he filled her with his baby juice.

He shocked her by not collapsing down onto her as he usually did. Instead, he shifted his weight to one elbow and reached up with his free hand for the pillow beside her head. He dragged it down to her hips.

“That’s three.” He winked at her just before he rose and repositioned himself so he was kneeling between her legs.

She made a sound as her hunger heated up again when her back arched off the bed. She smiled at him when he shoved the pillow under her butt. “You’ve been wanting to do that for a while now, haven’t you?”

Bailey stared at her with wide eyes as he tried and failed to look innocent as he eased his still erect cock from her pussy. “What? Put a pillow under your butt and fill your beautiful ass? You’re damn right, sunflower. I’ve been waiting for this since the first minute I saw you.”

Once he had positioned her to his liking, Bailey reached to the nightstand and pulled a condom and the bottle of lube they kept in the basket. She watched as he sheathed his cock before liberally smearing lube on the latex.

He then moved back down to kneel at her bottom. He looked down at her pussy for nearly a minute before lifting his gaze to hers. His smile was sad as he began to play once again with her clit.

“How is it that you can make me so hard so fast and in such a short period of time? How the hell am I going to survive the next six months without you in my arms?”

“One minute at a time. One hour at a time. One day at a time, just like I’m going to survive without you,” she answered softly, hoping he did not hear the tears in her voice.

They had been so focused on loving and getting to know one another they had not talked about what lay ahead. But now it was here like a giant purple elephant in the room that no one talked about. The separation. The deployment. The war. The fact that though the chances were growing slimmer by the day, there was always a chance he might not come home at the end of six months.

She sniffed as tears filled her eyes.

“Shhh, sunflower. You’ve got the number of the head of the deployed-wives group for my unit. She’ll probably be there this afternoon, and I want you to meet her and the other wives. I do not want you to bury yourself here and brood about my being gone.” His voice took on the note of power that made her want to do anything he asked.

“I’ll be okay,” she said automatically.

Could she fit in with the wives of men her husband worked with? Weren’t they all society women who held teas and who would look down on her because she owned a sex toy shop? She yelped when he slapped her left ass cheek.