Latched (Coronado Series Book 1) (13 page)

“Whatever you want, you choose.” The weather was still nice so she decided to bring everything outside. She went in, checked the potatoes and put the asparagus in and finished the salad. She gathered the plates and grabbed some candles and headed outside. While Mark was checking the steaks, she set the table and lit the candles. Once he brought the meat over, she handed him a piece of foil and went back in to get the rest of the dinner. She was starved after all of the sex and swimming and was ready to eat.
 

“Thank you for taking me out today. I had fun in the water, it was very generous of you to get me both of the wetsuits.”
 

He watched her in the candle light and thought he wanted to have dinner with her every night. Hers was the last face he wanted to see before he fell asleep. “I had fun out there with you. I haven’t been to the beach for recreation in a long time. The ocean is usually work for me, so it was fun to be reminded that it can be relaxing.”
 

She watched him talk and knew she’d never been around a man who was so compelling. Everything about him drew her in. “What’s your favorite part of your job?”
 

“I was drawn to becoming a SEAL because I liked the idea of being in the water. Now I like the strategic planning; figuring out how the team is going to accomplish the mission. Five years ago, I might’ve told you it was jumping out of planes.” He took her hand and held it, “That’s the best thing about my job, it’s never the same. I’m always learning something new.”
 

“How long do men usually last on the teams?”
 

“Well at my advanced age of 32, I am definitely considered an old man. If guys last until they are 36 or 38 - that’s unusual. This is a young man’s job. Our career is like a professional athletes’ - we last until our body gives out.”

“Except you go into the most dangerous situations in the world and there are people shooting at you, trying to kill you. Then you pull people out and bring them home.”

“Well there is that. But we are highly trained and we go in with the best people and equipment. The odds are definitely in our favor.”

“That is a crazy way to calculate odds.” They’d finished eating and Birdie was getting cold, “Are you ready to go in? I think I have brownies for dessert.”
 

Mark got up and collected the plates and kissed her, “I think I’m looking at my dessert.”
 

“Let me think about that.” She got the rest of the plates and followed him into the kitchen. She started rinsing dishes to go into the dishwasher.

“Baby there’s no thinking, there’s only kissing.” He loaded the dishes she handed him and noticed she was worried about something. “What are you worried about? You’re thinking very loudly.”

 
“I’m worried I can’t keep up with you. I’m a little sore and I don’t have “dessert” in me.” She looked at him with a worried expression on her face, “I went from zero to a hundred today. I’m a little worn out.”
 

“Please don’t ever worry about keeping up. I want you to tell me how you feel. I’m excited because I feel like I found the best toy at Christmas and I don’t want to put it down. I promise I will calm down in a while. I don’t want you to feel like you have to say yes.” He rested his head on hers, “We can hang out and you can lie next to me and I will be a very happy guy. I’ve never felt like this and I just want to be with you. I don’t have to be in you.”

“You are a very big man in all ways and I’m going to have to get used to you.” She took the towel and dried her hands, “How does a movie sound?”

 
“I would love to watch a movie. Are we done down here? Let me go outside and make sure everything is turned off and then I’ll meet you upstairs.”

Birdie saluted him and made her way upstairs. She started her routine and was brushing her teeth as Mark walked in. He looked over, grabbed his toothbrush and smiled. She didn’t understand the importance of the toothbrush, but somehow it signified something to him. She finished up and walked into the closet, took off her dress and pulled on a nightgown. She laid on the bed and he came down beside her and put his arm around her shoulders, “What are we watching?”
 

She pulled up the list and they decided to try the latest installment of the Avengers series. She turned off the light and snuggled closer to Mark. As they watched the movie he slipped his hand into her nightgown and started playing with her breast, she looked at him questioningly. “I like having my hands on you, you can’t expect me to keep my hands to myself. That would be like being a buffet and not eating. I’ll wait until morning to slip inside.”
 

“I never thought of myself as a buffet before.” Halfway through, he looked over and she was asleep. He turned off the movie and rolled Birdie into to him and her heart was against his chest. This is how he wanted to go to sleep every night. This was perfect.

CHAPTER EIGHT

SUNDAY

Birdie woke up late. She had been sleeping on one brawny arm. The other arm was draped over her hip and his large hand was spanning her tummy. Aware of Mark’s body at her back, she could feel him fully erect and nestled in the small of her back.

“You’re awake,” he was so close to her ear, she could feel puffs of air. He licked the rim of her ear and she shivered a little. “Did you sleep well?” Birdie nodded, not able to speak yet. She finally noticed that somehow Mark had gotten rid of her nightgown during the night and her panties as well.
 

“Mark, how come I am naked and I went to bed with clothes on?” Birdie could feel his hand slowly caressing her breasts, his other hand was trailing across her stomach and she could feel the butterflies start their dance.
 

He whispered in her ear, “I didn’t want you to get hot baby. I am like a furnace.” His hand was moving slowly down and he slipped into her increasingly slick folds until his fingers disappeared and only the back of his hand was visible.
 

Mark’s powerful forearm muscles were moving and his fingers were coaxing wetness from her. “That was very considerate of you,” Birdie started laughing and then she moaned.

“You’re wet baby. Have you been dreaming about me?” He started kissing her neck while his thumb found her center and made her hips surge forward. He tensed along her back fitting himself more closely to her, lifting her leg over his hip, so she was completely open to his hand sliding slickly in and out. He slipped in another finger and opened her up and the tip of his penis fit into her opening and he slid his fingers out to make room for it and started pushing in gently. He was halfway in and he stopped, letting her adjust to the size of him. “You ok baby, are you too sore?”

Birdie couldn’t form words, so she just reached behind and grabbed his leg, “Are you trying to torture me?” He laughed and started moving in and out very slowly. She was tight around him and he didn’t want it to end too soon so he kept up a slow, gentle pace. Birdie could feel the strength of him as he was moving in and out. It was overwhelming to be with someone so big. She could feel her body take over and it was like experiencing pure liquid pleasure.
 

Mark could feel her as she completely melted into him; it felt like she gave herself permission to surrender. He had a feeling that she’d never done that before and he wanted to give her everything. He kept his finger on her center and was gently massaging it. He could feel her move her hips and his strokes became heavy and fast making the bed move. She kept her hand on his thigh and could feel his heavy muscles as he worked her. He was holding on to her so tight that she could barely move. He bent down and lightly bit her neck and it was too much; she called his name and exploded, contracting sharply around him.
 

Hearing her call out his name as she came made him swell even larger inside her. He started grinding heavily against her and climaxed calling her name in the end. He was grunting and groaning and felt himself explode. When he stopped, there was silence in the room except for his heavy breathing. He managed to look over and saw that her eyes were closed and she had a smile on her face.
 

He finally had enough muscle control to bend over and kiss her neck and he felt her shiver as his lips touched her skin. “Good morning Birdie girl, what a great way to start the day.” She started to roll over, he felt himself slip out and could feel how wet they were. Birdie lay on her stomach with her face in the pillow. He rolled next to her and draped his leg over her, “How are you doing, still with me?” She waved her hand at him, turned her head and looked at him, then smiled and closed her eyes. He rolled her over so that she was curled into him, he rubbed her back and he was gently kissing her face, “Have I put you in a sex coma?”

She opened one eye and looked at him, “Having sex with you is so intense. I feel like I float away from my body. I need to recover.” She kissed him, closed her eyes and put her hand on his heart.

“Baby, I know I’ll calm down after we have been together for a couple of years, but right now I can’t control my desire for you. I feel like I’m crazed.” She enjoyed his gentle strokes on her back and started to drift off. Then her mind registered “after a couple of years.” She was thinking about how to respond or what questions to ask and her brain blanked out…. it was too much. So she decided to ignore it.
 

He enjoyed having her wrapped all around him and wasn’t really thinking before he opened his mouth. He felt her stiffen after he said “after a couple of years” and then she relaxed. He hoped that he didn’t freak her out, but it was the truth. It might not be a truth she was ready for, but he felt sure this was it for him. It took him thirty two years to find her and a week to understand that she was the one for him.

 
He felt her hand on his chest and he heard her mumble, “I think you need to feed me now, I could eat a horse.” Pulling away he looked at her and laughed, “That I can do!”

Birdie sat up and looked delicious. He wanted to pull her back down and start all over again but knew that wasn’t going to fly. He sat up with her and she glanced over at him and smiled, “I like having sex with you.”
 

He looked into her pretty eyes and hoped he could turn that into something more, “Me too.”

They got up, Birdie got her robe and started to go to the bathroom, and Mark followed. Stopping him at the door she pointed across the hall, “You can use that one. I need a couple of minutes of privacy.”

“I’ve seen every inch of you and tasted most of you. Why can’t I come in?”
 

“I want to go potty by myself. I don’t want you in there.”
 

He still didn’t understand - maybe it was a girl thing. “I’ll use the other bathroom and then go down and make coffee. Then we can have our shower. I’m still allowed in there right?”
 

Turning towards the bathroom she waved her hand behind her head, “Sure, sure.” She soundly closed the door and Mark went to the other bathroom and figured he was supposed to close the door. These were girl rules he didn’t know about. He hardly ever even spent the night with a woman much less several days in a row. He even put the seat down after he was done - he knew he was supposed to do that. His Mom and sisters had drilled that into him. He noticed one of the rooms was furnished as a guest room and the other two were empty, he wondered what she planned on doing with them. He went downstairs, made coffee and came back up to make sure he didn’t miss out on taking a shower. He knocked on the door and heard her mumble something and risked walking in. She was brushing her teeth so he grabbed his and smiled at her as he started brushing. Birdie looked at him and noticed his smile when he grabbed his toothbrush.
Boy that really made him happy.
 

She slipped off her robe and went into the shower and turned on the water. He looked at her ass and felt himself harden again. He couldn’t do anything about it so he just tried to think about something else. He wanted to get in the shower without her looking at him funny. She was washing her hair and had her head back under the spray when he stepped in. She looked at him and then looked down and he laughed. “I will ignore it, if you will, I saw your ass and that was all it took.”

She put conditioner in her hair and handed him the soap, “I will let you get clean all by yourself.”
 

He grabbed her and starting tickling her and she screamed, “You are an evil woman Birdie James, evil.” He wrapped her up in his arms, dropped his mouth and kissed her all the way to her soul. He held on to her and looked into her eyes, “I like you Birdie James.” Wrapping her arms around his waist she squeezed him. She didn’t have words for what was going on in her mind. He kissed the top of her head and let her go, and noticed she held on a little before releasing him. She finished first and slipped out and waved to him from the other side of the glass. He finished up quickly and joined her, then leaned down and kissed her hard. “You’re safe for now, but it won’t last.”
 

They got dressed and Birdie made the bed. Mark went to get their coffee, grabbed the clean sheets from the dryer and brought it all up. They switched the bed sheets and Birdie admired his skills with putting a bed together, “That must be a navy skill, very impressive.”
 

Mark smirked as he finished tucking the sheet in, “Do you have a quarter, because I can make it bounce on this bed.”