Taken By The Navy Seal (Part 2) (Owned By The Navy Seal) (6 page)

As
Rita tried to relax, she could feel Jared hovering over her. Kissing her
lightly on the lips followed by a quick nip to her chin, he smiled against her
cheek. “You are doing so well,” he crooned. Rita moaned as Jared reached for
the first bit of food. Licking slowly, he made circles around the chicken as he
lapped at the peanut sauce. As he reached to pick up the chicken with his
mouth, his teeth grazed her flesh as goose bumps raced around her body.
“Mmmmm,” Jared made a smacking sound as he continued to lick and nip at Rita’s
body.

“I
think you’ve gotten all the food there,” said Rita.

“Who
said I’m only eating the Thai food?” At Rita’s strangled response, Jared
continued his path down her body. With each quiver from Rita, Jared would
continue sucking and nibbling until Rita moaned before he moved on to the next
one. As Jared reached her navel, the rough hairs from his day’s beard growth
made Rita jump as sauce dripped down her slit. “Now, you’ve done it,” said
Jared as he rubbed his prickly chin against her heated skin. Moaning, Rita
parted her legs. “Mmmm, I can smell your arousal. I bet you will taste good
with the shrimp.” As Rita clutched at the blankets, Jared pushed Rita’s legs
farther apart. Bending her knees, he continued pushing her legs until she was
splayed open in front of him. The sauce from the pungent shrimp had dripped
between her legs. Kissing the inside of her thighs, Jared inhaled deeply. He
loved the smell of her arousal. Even over the spicy pepper smell, he could
smell the tanginess that was exclusively her. Leaning in, Jared picked up the
remaining piece of shrimp as Rita quivered. Her goose bumps had taken over and
there was little skin left that wasn’t covered in them. Licking along her pubic
bone, Jared continued making sucking noises as he slowly cleaned Rita up.
Chuckling as Rita squirmed; the vibration he created made Rita even more wet as
he watched her juices mix with the sauce.

Sliding
up between her legs, Jared positioned Rita so he could slowly lick her. Her
orgasm caught them both by surprise as Rita cried out. Grabbing her hips, Jared
lifted her higher as he latched on and began sucking on her clit. Sliding two
fingers inside her pussy, Rita pushed against his fingers as he searched for
her sensitive spots. Finding them, he quickly brought Rita to a second orgasm
as she cried out his name. As Rita slowly came back down, she felt Jared
cleaning her up. Soft wet cloths were making quick work of the food that Rita
felt as if it had been on her for hours when only minutes had passed. Rita felt
like she was nearing sensation overload as the fabric of his shirt created unbearable
friction against her overly sensitized skin.

Reaching
for his shirt, “Please, Jared,” Rita moaned to him as she tugged at his shirt.
“I want to feel you, skin to skin.” Kissing her deeply, Jared sat back to
remove his shirt. As he stood, Rita could hear the zipper on his jeans as he
quickly stripped down. Joining her on the blankets, he slowly slid up her body,
as his rough hairs had her squirming beneath him. Biting at her waist, Jared
kissed and fondled his way up her body. Settling over her, he placed one hand
on her mound as he lightly traced one finger along her slit. Moaning, Rita
opened herself to him as he dipped a finger in. After two orgasms, Rita’s pussy
continued to spasm and her vaginal muscles quickly latched on to his finger. As
Jared pulled it out, he placed it in front of her mouth. Laying his head next
to hers, they both licked his finger as they cleaned all her juices off it.
Groaning, Jared reached for her as he enveloped her in his embrace. Holding her
tight, he kissed her. Reaching for her blindfold, he removed it.

“As
much as I loved feeding off you, I want to see your eyes.” Cupping his face,
Rita smiled at him as she kissed him. Pushing at him, she managed to get him to
switch to his back and she rolled on top of him. Sliding up his body, Jared
groaned as the heat from her body brushed against him. As her breasts brushed
heavily against his chest, Jared pushed her tighter against him. Finding his
lips, Rita kissed him before she bit his lower lip. At Jared’s exhale, Rita plundered
his mouth, mimicking his kiss from earlier. Sucking on his tongue, Jared
clutched her tighter as he groaned into her mouth. Capturing her head, he held
her still as they kissed. As Jared parted his legs, Rita squirmed between them.
Smiling at him, she began the slow trip down his body, mimicking the path he
took on her. Kissing and sucking from his mouth to his neck and down his chest,
Rita worshipped the body of the man lying beneath her. As she kissed his pecs,
her hair tickled his chest as she made circles around his nipples. She pulled
back enough to blow on his nipple as she felt his cock jump in response. Looking
at him, she couldn’t stop smiling at the man who made her feel so bold. She
wanted to express how she felt about him as she lit him up with her desire.
Licking along his hip, Jared jumped.

“Ticklish,”
she asked as she breathed against his skin.

“No.”

“Mmmm,”
was her reply as she bit down hard on his stomach. As he jerked hard against
her, Rita chuckled, which only caused him to twitch again.

“WOMAN,”
Jared managed to growl.

Laughing,
Rita continued working her way down his body. As she reached his cock, Jared
lifted his head. He watched her as she lowered her mouth over him. She kept her
gaze on Jared’s face as she stroked him with her tongue. Jared kept his eyes
focused on her as his erection slid in and out of her mouth. His hands reached
to cradle her head. Making slurping noises while she sucked his cock, Jared threw
his head back as he made a sound of pure pleasure. Tangling his fingers in her
hair, Jared tightened his grasp as he encouraged her to go deeper. Lifting her
head, Jared watched her as she slowly sucked him back into her mouth before
speeding up. Lifting his hips to match her strokes, Jared could feel the
pressure building. Pushing against the back of her head, Rita’s eyes never left
Jared’s face. As he watched her, he groaned as she deep-throated him, burying
her nose against his groin. She loved the way he smelled. A mixture of sweat
and sex. She heard every breath he took as she continued to worship him.

Jared
had been so wrapped up in the sensations that he didn’t see that Rita’s left
hand had strayed between her own legs. Looking down, “Oh, fuck, Rita,” he
moaned, as he could feel his own orgasm building. Rita’s mouth gripped Jared, pulling
him deeper as he plunged in and out. Wrapping his hand around her head, he
pumped inside. Arching his back, he yelled her name as he came. Rita’s left
hand moved faster as she came for the third time. Sucking him dry, she
continued to worship his cock as he slowly came down. Pulling her mouth away,
she kissed his thigh as she brought her left hand to her mouth. Grabbing her
wrist, Jared dragged Rita onto his lap and brought her hand to his mouth.
Watching her, he slowly brought each finger to his mouth as he deftly cleaned
her hand. A cold nose brushed against Rita’s back. Laughing, she rubbed Casey’s
head.

“I
think someone is ready for her dinner, now.” Kissing Jared, “Maybe after, we
could have some dessert.” As Jared kissed the palm of her hand, Rita’s eyes
smoldered in response. As Casey gave a little whine, Rita laughed and scooted
off Jared’s lap. Walking to the kitchen, naked, “Come on, girl, the sooner you
get your dinner, the sooner we get our dessert.”

All
week, Rita was completely distracted by all things Jared. Ironically, Rita
doubted that Jared was even aware of it as she fought to keep it self-contained.
All Rita could think about was Jared’s hands, lips, tongue. Watching him as he
worked alongside the volunteers made the butterflies in her stomach do
acrobats. Rita knew that she had fallen hard for this man and with every day
she spent with him, she knew she was hooked. From the perspective of his boss,
she was pleased at how well he got along with everyone. With so many volunteers
who were new to jobs like this, Jared was a great teacher. Stopping to help
move lumber or taking the time in the mornings to give instructions on the use
of power tools, Jared made sure everyone was comfortable with their job tasks
and he was always available to help or answer questions. A far cry from the
dominant man who consistently took her breath away. Or was he?

As
she watched him work, it was evident that this man was a leader. He knew how to
handle people. From the calm manner in which he managed the progress on the
site to his ease at taking charge of a group of people who had never worked
together before, Jared was someone who knew how to bring out the best in
people. And both Rita and Casey had easily fallen under his spell. Rita hugged
herself when she thought about how thoughtful he was to make a dog bed for
Casey and buy her a rawhide. He’d even figured out that she liked squeaky toys
and had a small stash that he would bring out to play with the happy black lab.
It was official. Casey was in love with Jared. The question was, where were
Rita’s feelings?

Looking
up, she saw Jared watching her as he talked to the plumbing and tile crew.
Blushing, she tightened her hand on Casey’s leash and led her off the property
for her noon walk. As Casey became more comfortable around loud noises, Rita
relished the opportunity to bring her to work every day. Thanks to Jared and
Brian, Casey was growing increasingly comfortable around strangers and Rita was
pleased with her progress.

But
Rita had worried that her and Jared were moving too fast. She loved spending
time with him. As their relationship progressed, Rita knew that her feelings
were getting stronger. He was everything that her ex wasn’t, but Rita still
worried that she was moving too fast. The emotional scars that she still
carried often had her second-guessing her motivations. But Rita wasn’t the same
broken woman who moved back to San Diego two years ago. She had a job she loved
and she was good at it. She adored all her nieces and nephews and had enjoyed
rebuilding her friendship with her sister. And Jared ignited feelings in her
that she had thought burned out long ago. Rita was finally on the path she
wanted and she was very happy with the direction she had taken. As she walked
past Jared’s truck, she got an idea. Reaching into her bag, she scribbled a
note and left it on his windshield. Smiling to herself, she headed back to her
office hoping to get some work done.

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Late
that day, as Jared climbed into his truck, he saw the note on his windshield.

7 PM. Come for dinner, stay for
breakfast

Smiling,
he retrieved the note from his window.

As
Rita nervously checked herself in the mirror, she chided herself about her
behavior. It wasn’t like they hadn’t spent any time together, but tonight would
be different. Tonight, he was coming to her place. Her sister, Tessa, and
family were on vacation and wouldn’t be back for more than a week. Rita had the
place to herself and she was looking forward to turning the tables on Jared.
While this wasn’t technically her place, she still lived here and well,
turnabout was fair play. Her house. Her rules. Her nervousness at his impending
arrival had her running around the house tidying things up. Not that it was
necessary, as her sister always kept a clean house. Pride of ownership, Tessa
would say, but Rita couldn’t resist some last minute straightening. Not that it
mattered; she wasn’t planning on venturing beyond her private domain. At 6:55,
Rita heard the door slam on a truck. Rushing to the window, she saw Jared walk
around the back of his truck as he headed toward the house. Stopping for another
quick look in the mirror, Rita took a deep breath to calm her nerves before heading
out the door.

Rita
and Casey met Jared on the driveway as he was walking toward the house. Smiling
brightly, she gave him a chaste kiss. As Jared leaned in to deepen the kiss,
she stepped back and took his hand. “Let’s go inside, shall we?” As Jared
followed her, Rita looked over her shoulder to smile sweetly at him. “Oh, by
the way, tonight, it’s my house, my rules.” As Jared stopped, Rita turned to
look at him, “Is something wrong?”

“That’s
not how I do things, Jared growled.”

As
Rita dropped his hand, she stepped back. “What’s the matter? Don’t think you
can take it? I promise not to do anything you can’t handle.”

“You
know what I mean.”

“I
do. But tonight, I’m in charge. Mostly.” At her mischievous look, Jared
relaxed. Holding up three fingers in the Girl Scout promise, “Jared, I promise
not to do anything that will make you uncomfortable. AND, you can stop me at
any time.”

“Any
time?”

“Yesssss,
now come on. Please. It isn’t often that I get the house to myself. Let’s go.”

As
Jared followed her up the stairs to the guesthouse, he battled with his inner
turmoil. He hated not being in charge. Growing up in a family with a
domineering father and then his time in the Navy, Jared hated following orders.
He would much rather give them. And sex was no exception. In fact, he needed to
be in charge even more in the bedroom. Married twice and numerous girl friends
over the years, he was no stranger to relationships, but because of the nature
of his job, he was never able to talk about what was going on, which translated
over not talking about his feelings. The women in his life accused him of being
intentionally distant and maybe that was the case. Rita managed to get under
his skin in ways no other woman had and he wanted this relationship to work. He
enjoyed watching her reactions to things and he could tell she was determined.
For her, he was willing to try. Maybe.

As
they stepped out onto the second floor, Jared took a quick look around. Stark
furnishings with minimal décor spoke of someone visiting, not a home. He could
tell instantly that Rita didn’t consider this her home. Filing that bit of
information away, he turned his attention to the woman in front of him. “Now
what?” Wincing inwardly, Jared didn’t mean for that to come out as harsh as it
did.

“Nervous?”
asked Rita.

“No.”

“Good,”
she replied smiling. “I promise not to do anything you won’t enjoy.” With her
hands on her hips, Rita walked slowly around Jared, sizing him up. As Jared
turned his head to watch her, she quickly barked out, “Eyes front, sailor!” As
Jared was about to put a stop to Rita’s plans, she couldn’t hold back her
giggle any longer. “Sorry, couldn’t resist,” she said as she laughed. Relaxing,
Jared fixed her with a stare.

“That’s
one,” he said.

“Yay,
me. Now. Where was I?” Warm hands slowly roamed up Jared’s arms. Across his
shoulders and down his back. As Rita stepped closer, she pressed tightly
against Jared’s back as she slid her hands around his hips and slowly back up
his chest. Finding the buttons on his long-sleeve shirt, Rita began unbuttoning
as she rubbed up against him. Pushing her thighs against the back of his legs,
she inhaled deeply. She loved how he smelled. A mixture of sweat, musk and that
sexy cologne of his. Rita rubbed her cheek against his back as she worked the
buttons free. Tugging his shirt free from his waistband, she slid her hands
back up his arms to his shoulders and took his shirt off; careful to lay it on
the chair. With no barrier in front of her, she let her hands roam all over his
back and arms as she took in the details of his body. Scars were traced with
her fingernails and she smiled when he drew a hard breath. Stepping around to
face him, she continued her tactile exploration as he watched her with hooded
eyes. Unable to resist, she leaned forward and licked a hot trace around the
scars on his chest and stomach. Jared didn’t speak, but she could tell he
enjoyed her touch each time he sucked in his breath. Sliding her thumbs up his
chest, she lazily circled his nipples and watched as they both grew to stiff
nubs. Leaning forward, she blew gently on one nipple as Jared groaned.
Mimicking his actions on her, Rita continued to suck and play with his nipples.
Unable to resist, Jared stepped closer. A quick hand on her back brought them
closer together as his hard-on pressed tightly against her.

Looking
up at him, Rita maintained eye contact as she slowly dropped to her knees. She
made quick work of his boots. As she stood back up, she was careful to brush up
against him as she did so. Reaching for his belt buckle, she pulled his belt
loose and slowly released the button on his jeans as he exhaled. Had he been
holding his breath all this time? Sliding the zipper down, his cock sprang free
of its confines as Rita’s soft hands made their way to his hips. Grabbing the
waistband, she pulled his jeans down, kneeling again to pull them free from his
legs. Folding them in half, she placed them on the chair and returned her
attention to Jared. Her hands continued their exploration of his body followed
quickly by lips as she breathed a fiery trail up his body. As she neared his
groin, she pressed a kiss along one side as she inhaled. Turning her head, she
rested her cheek against his thigh as she stuck out her tongue to taste that
sweet spot at the base of his cock. Jared groaned loudly as his balls
tightened. Her touch was so gentle, he wasn’t sure how much more he could take.
Moving her head closer, Jared quivered as her hair tickled his leg. Soft hands
crept up to cup his balls as she buried her face at the base of his cock.

“Rita…”
he moaned.

Squeezing
slowly, Rita began a rhythmic massage and roll of his balls as she slowly
licked his cock from the base up. Reaching the tip, she licked his precum off,
smacking her lips in delight. Grabbing her head, Jared guided her over to the
other side of his cock so that Rita could repeat the process with her mouth
while she continued playing with his balls. Blowing warm air up the length of
his cock, Rita began licking slow circles around the tip as Jared sucked in his
breath. Pausing, Rita looked up at him as she slowly pulled his cock into her
mouth. Groaning, Jared’s legs shook as he tangled his hand in her hair and held
her tighter against him, shivering as she scraped her teeth over his inflamed
flesh.

Chuckling
at her newfound power over him, she moaned as Jared’s hand tightened, holding
her steady. Starting slow, Rita began an easy stroke, sliding his cock in and
out of her mouth, pausing momentarily, her lips barely holding the tip, before
slowing sucking him back in as she deep throated him until her nose was buried against
his pubic hairs. All the while, her gaze never left his. Cradling his balls in
her hands, she gently kneaded them as her mouth continued its steady rhythm
along the full length of his cock.

Jared
took slow steps backwards as he encouraged Rita to follow. Not breaking physical
contact, she followed along with him. The sight of her crawling while she deep
throated him had Jared’s balls tightening painfully. Not wanting to cum too
soon, he took several breaths as he continued walking back toward the bed. Not
sure how much longer he could stand, Jared was relieved when his legs bumped
the bed. Sitting back, he reached for Rita’s arms and slowly tugged her along
as he climbed on the bed. Lying back, he spread his legs as Rita crawled up
between them. Increasing the pressure and speed, Rita began pumping his cock
with one hand while she continued with her mouth strokes. As Jared’s balls
began to tighten again, he grabbed the back of her head to push for deeper
strokes. On cue, Rita increased her pressure on his balls as she sucked hard.

Groaning,
Jared called out, “I’m cumming,” as Rita began sucking harder. As his orgasm
hit, he convulsed, arching his hips up and causing Rita to gag. As he
ejaculated, Rita’s movements became more frantic as she sucked quickly,
drinking him dry. As his cock began to soften, Rita continued to lick him as
she cleaned up every last drop. Slowly releasing him, she sat up, smiling.
Wiping her mouth with her fingers, she sucked them in her mouth in a moment of
pure pleasure. Groaning, Jared reached for her, dragging her up onto his chest
and then sliding her alongside him. Hugging her tightly against him, he kissed
the top of her head as she rolled to look at him.

“Woman,
if that’s an example of ‘your rules,’ I will LET you do that more often.”
Snorting in amusement, Rita’s hair tickled his chest as she lazily played with
his nipples. Jared’s hand brushed slowly up and down her back as Rita snuggled
closer. Humming softly, Jared didn’t realize what tune it was until he felt
Rita stiffen and start to move away from him. Capturing one arm, he stopped
her. “What’s the matter?” Shaking her head at him, she tried to put some
distance between them, but he quickly rolled her under him, pinning her beneath
him.

As
Rita began to panic, she tried to push Jared off. “Let me go,” she cried out.

“Not
until you tell me what’s going on,” demanded Jared.

“It’s
that song,” whispered Rita. “Tuck. My ex used to sing it right before he,” and
before Rita could finish, huge shudders began to wrack her body as tears sprang
to her eyes. “Please, don’t do that again.”

Loosening
his hold on her, Jared wrapped himself around Rita and held her gently to him
as she sobbed. Sliding her arms around his back, Rita held on to Jared as the
fear and anger from all those times her husband hit her poured out. The years
she spent wondering what would set him off. How she could avoid it. And the
amount of kicking she did to herself as she played and replayed every incident
wondering what she could have done differently to keep him from hitting her.
Jared said nothing as he gently kissed first the top of her head and then her
face; licking her tears up as he cleaned up the ugliness of her past. Rita didn’t
know how much time passed, but eventually the tears stopped. Jared continued to
hold her as her shaking subsided. At some point, Jared had pulled a blanket up
over her as he kept full body contact with her, never letting her feel alone.
Dropping her head, she bumped her forehead against his chest as a wayward burp
found its way out.

Snorting,
Rita let out a muffled, “Well, THAT was ladylike,” as Jared chuckled.

“Oh,
I think we’re way beyond that, little one,” responded Jared as he continued to
hold her.

Not
ready to look at him, Rita said, “Thank you.”

Grabbing
her chin, Jared forced her to look at him. “For what?”

Biting
her lip to keep from quivering again, Rita replied, “For holding me. For not
saying anything. For being here. For being you.” As Jared smiled down at her,
he bent his head to kiss both her eyelids before beginning a trail of kisses
down her cheek to her lips. He teased her before he slipped his tongue in her
mouth. Sighing, Rita joined the dance as her hands rubbed slowly up and down
his spine, stopping to knead his shoulders. Groaning, Jared adjusted his
position as his cock began to grow. Grabbing her, Jared rolled over, taking
Rita with him so they changed positions.

“This
is still your place, and these are still your rules.” Sitting up, Rita
straddled Jared as she traced patterns with her fingernails all over his chest.
Grabbing her hands, Jared groaned, “Condom, woman, before you kill me.”
Chuckling, Rita reached for her nightstand, the movement caused Jared to
shudder. “Hurry.” Grabbing a condom, Rita made short work of the process, but
she couldn’t resist adding in a bit of a tease. Sliding down his legs, she
stretched along his body and slowly slid back up. Groaning, Jared reached to
hurry her up, but she nipped at his hand. As he stilled, she leaned in and
licked his palm, which caused him to jump. “WOMAN,” he called out. “Get on with
it before I DO TAKE OVER.”