Romance: Military Romance: Protected by the SEAL (Contemporary Hero Bad Boy Navy SEAL Romance) (New Adult BBW Alpha Male Virgin Protector Short Stories) (76 page)

Chapter 5

Liz

It was hard to deny how sexy Hunter was, especially after he had throttled one of his own biker friends for me to get his point across. After that, the guys looked at me in the eyes and treated me with nothing but politeness. After a couple of drinks, I actually started to have fun with them. I showed off my skills at pool and earned a few more points with the guys.

“So this place is about to close for the night. How about we head back home?” Hunter whispered in my ear, and his hot breath tickled my neck, causing me to shiver. I wondered if he had done that on purpose. He’d only stuck to the one beer for the night and I knew he was okay to drive.

“Sure. I am kind of tired,” I said. Hunter took my glass and placed on the bar.

“Cool. We’re out of here then,” Hunter said, and we said bye to his friends before walking out to his truck.

“They are actually a cool bunch of guys,” I said, once we were settled in my truck and on the way back to our parents’ house. Hunter quirked an eyebrow and glanced at me with an amused expression.

“You thought they’d be a bunch of beer drinking, only bike talking Neanderthals?” Hunter asked me, and I giggled. Yea, I was definitely tipsy.

“No. I thought they’d be a bunch of beer drinking, only bike talking,
delinquent
Neanderthals,” I said and Hunter laughed.

“We usually don’t get caught or arrested for the petty stuff we do. We pretty much just keep it to trespassing, but Charlie wanted to test out his ‘tagging’ skills,” Hunter explained with a chuckle. I nodded and then we were pulling into the house’s drive before I knew it.

“Hunter,” I said with a serious tone, and he looked over at me before he got out of the truck. “I’ll fall on my face if you don’t help me out,” I said and Hunter chuckled.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you babe,” he said, before he got out of the truck. He walked around to my side and pulled open the door. I turned towards him, stuck my legs out and he leaned in and wrapped his big, strong hands around my waist and slid me out of the truck. I slid down the length of his body and he shut the door behind me before his body pushed mine against the truck. My breath caught in my throat and I looked up into his sky blue eyes. They were intense on my gaze and then before I knew it his lips were closing the distance with mine. My entire body lit up when his soft lips brushed against mine. I didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol or what, but I felt all tingly and goosebumps broke out all over my skin, even though I was wearing a coat.

Hunter’s lips brushed over mine again before he kissed me deeply. His soft, warm lips moved against mine slowly. He picked me up in his hands, squeezed my ass and pushed into my body as he pressed me into his truck.
Oh god.
He was hard. Against my hip. I could feel him throbbing. His tongue licked my bottom lip before he pulled it in between his teeth and bit down. I gasped against his mouth.
Damn, that was hot.
Hunter took it as something else. He broke the kiss abruptly, slid me back down to my feet and pulled away from me quicker than my lust and alcohol-dazed mind could register the cool air as he let go of me.

“We shouldn’t do that. We…shouldn’t be doing anything like this Liz,” Hunter said, and then he made an about-face and hurried inside. I followed him in and locked the door behind me, he had already disappeared. I slowly walked from the foyer, up the staircase and to the right, where my mom said my room was. Mine was the last door in the hallway and I undressed as I got closer to the bed and curled up under the blankets in nothing but my panties. My entire body was humming with arousal and I lay awake taking deep breaths for a while, to try and calm myself.

Hunter and I had
kissed.
It must have meant that he was attracted to me. I had kissed my
stepbrother
, and he had really nice lips. Eventually fatigue took over, and I fell fast asleep.

***

I was woken by the sound of humming and a shower going. I blinked a few times before opening my eyes completely and sat up. Looking across the bedroom at the door leading to the bathroom, I saw that it was open a bit. Someone was using my bathroom? I got out of bed and hurried to the closet where my suitcase was. I rummaged through it and pulled out an oversized shirt I usually wore to bed. I put it on and then peeked inside the bathroom. My jaw dropped. Hunter was standing in the glass enclosed shower with water cascading down on him and his eyes closed as he washed his shoulder length hair. My eyes travelled the length of his taut and muscular body. Hunter was very defined; I didn’t think there was an ounce of fat on him. Just as my eyes lowered from his taut stomach, Hunter turned around so that I got a full few of his tight butt.

This was so wrong. I should not be peeping on my stepbrother while he was in the shower. I silently backed out of the bathroom and shut the door. But why was he in
my
bathroom? I tried to shake the image of Hunter naked while I unpacked my suitcase and put together something to wear for the day. Living with him for a week was going to be ridiculously difficult; what with him being completely gorgeous and all.

Chapter 6

Hunter

While I showered, I wondered if Liz knew we shared a Jack and Jill bathroom. This wouldn’t make things any easier for me. What with her taking showers in the room directly next to mine. I needed to make a game plan. I would just spend more time at my shop and get in late enough that I didn’t have to spend much time with her. No staring at her lips, and remembering how good she felt pressed against me last night.

My cock stiffened remembering her warm, hungry mouth. I slid my hand down my body and wrapped it around my shaft and squeezed. My dick throbbed in my hand. Then I heard a noise coming from Liz’s side and I shut off the shower, grabbed and wrapped a towel around my waist.. I opened the joining door and her eyes widened a fraction as they slowly traveled the length of my torso up to catch my gaze.

“Good morning,” I said with a grin. Liz pulled at the hem of her oversized sweatshirt. She looked completely fuck-worthy with her hair all mussed and her eyes still soft with sleep. I wanted to kiss her again and the fact that she wasn’t wearing any pants, and was giving me a great view of her long legs, didn’t help either. My cock stiffened even more and I remembered that I was only wearing a towel.

“Morning…
this is a Jack and Jill
?” Liz asked huskily. My cock getting even harder.
That voice. Jesus.
She could just stand there and keep talking and I could get off, to her voice. She glanced past me to the door that led to my room.

I laughed. “Ah, yeah. Imagine that. They stuck us in the rooms with a shared bathroom. You would think this house has enough space for each bedroom to have its own bath,” I said, as I pushed my wet hair out of my face. I resisted the urge to slide my hand down and stroke my shaft, right in front of Liz. I wondered briefly, would she watch or walk away. I was so tempted. My cock was oozing now.

I saw her gaze briefly drop down. Oh yea, now she knew exactly what her effect was having on me. I nearly moaned when he eyes widened slightly and she blushed.
Oh baby.
Liz sized me again before she licked her lips, then glanced over at the double vanity.

“Are you done with the bathroom?” she asked and I nodded.

“Yep. It’s all yours. Oh, and our parents were hoping to head out for breakfast in about an hour,” I reminded her and she nodded.

“I’ll be ready by then,” she said.

I walked back into my room. I felt her eyes on my ass. I let the towel drop. I heard her sharp of breath.
Oh yea, you like that sweetheart?
I turned and gave her a brief flash of my body from the front, my hard cock swinging, right before I closed the door.

I smiled and wrapped my hand around my aching shaft. I pumped my hand up and down my dick, fast and with purpose. I needed to get rid of this hard cock, and fast. I pictured Liz in the shower, as hot water pulsed against her body and her nipples swelling and getting hard.

Moaning, I squeezed my other hand around my balls. I imagined Liz listening to me through the door and I stroked faster so she could hear my skin slapping and would
know
what I was doing. It fueled my arousal picturing her getting turned on to what she could hear. My spine tingled and my thighs tightened up. I stood over the towel and stroked my dick faster. I moaned out her name, “Liz.” And shot all over the towel on the floor.

I heard what sounded like running away from the door and then the showered started up. I smiled. Yea, she had heard me. I picked up the towel and threw it in my laundry basket. I’m not a slob. I pick up after myself. I dressed in a black t-shirt, black pullover, black jeans and my usual black combat boots and left my bedroom. I wasn’t shaving today. My hair would air dry before we left the house. I headed downstairs with coffee in my near future.

“Hey Hunt, eventful evening?” my brother Caleb asked as I entered the kitchen. He was sitting at the long, granite counter island,  drinking coffee with my dad and Vee. He smirked. I rolled my eyes at him.

I walked over to the coffee machine, picked up the mug beside it and poured a cup of the morning elixir my body was craving ferociously. Only second to my craving for Liz. I turned to my stepmother. “Vee, I’m so sorry I had to call you like that last night. I swear it’s nothing you’ll have to deal with again. Thank you for sending Liz. She was a god-send,” I said. I walked over to her at the island, she smiled at me. I gave her a tight hug and kiss on both cheeks.

“It’s all right Hunter. I know you know better. You were just lucky that my daughter had gotten in when she did,” Vee said. I smirked. Yes, I
was
lucky that Liz had showed up when she did. Since I had met Liz, I realized she and her mother shared a lot of similar features, like their eyes and face, only Vee had a more strawberry-blonde hair color and Liz had bright red hair. I glanced over at my father, who was putting sugar into his coffee near the coffee machine. He gave me that look, the one that said, ‘we need to talk. What you pulled last night wasn’t okay.’ I nodded at him, acknowledging and acquiescing my agreement.

“She was a big help. She actually got everything dropped for us and we were just let right out,” I said, and Vee seemed immensely pleased.

“Really? That’s great! I knew she’d come through for you guys,” she said, and I nodded while I walked over to the coffee machine. My dad was still slowly stirring his coffee. He looked more like Caleb than he did me. They both had the classic good looks, kind of like Seth, with the square jaw, straight nose, and intense brows. My dad had black hair like me though, where Caleb’s hair was lighter brown, like our mother’s had been. We all shared the same blue eyes though.

“I don’t have to lecture you like a delinquent teenager, do I?” My father asked in a low voice, so Vee couldn’t hear us. Caleb had struck up conversation with her and she was distracted enough.

“No, Pop. You know me. This isn’t going to be a regular thing,” I said and held back my exasperation. I didn’t need him to lecture me at all. I knew right from wrong. Landing in jail was definitely wrong.

“Then you got your stepsister, whom none of us have even met yet, go and bail you out of jail. What a great first impression of us Hunter.” I did sigh then, and glanced over at the stairs as Liz came down. She was wearing a loose sweater dress that fell down to her knees and outlined her body just enough. It was a silvery grey color and her hair was down around her shoulders again. She wore nude colored stockings underneath the dress and knee high black boots.
Did she always have to look completely sexy?

“Don’t worry Pop, I told her how grateful I was and promised I owed her anything,” I said. Vee called my father over to meet Liz. She stood at the island and smiled graciously at my father. He pulled her in for a hug and her smiled widened, as she blushed. I remained by the coffeemaker and watched her intently. Liz met my dad and Caleb, and of course, they had to joke about my being a ‘fugitive.’ I checked my watch. It was nine thirty. My shop would be open. I had my crew take care of everything so I could have weekends off and give them overtime opportunities.

Seth came down and we all got ready to leave for the diner. My father hooked their mother on, Sydney’s. The diner was great and all, but I did find this whole ‘family outing’ to be kind of cheesy. I caught up to Liz just as she was shrugging on her coat in the foyer.

“Hey do you wanna ride with me?” I asked Liz and she glanced up at me, almost as if I startled her.

“In your truck?” she asked and I smirked then shook my head.

“Nope. On the Harley,” I said. She thought about it and I pulled two riding jackets out of the closet and dangled in front of her. She slowly took off her coat and hung it back up for one of the riding jackets. I grinned at her and then grabbed my helmet and gave it to her. “You should put your hair in a ponytail,” I suggested and Liz grinned at me as she fished a hair tie out of her bag.

“You won’t crash will you?” she asked, as I watched her pull her hair back and I gave her a wide grin.

“Of
course
not,” I said and Liz’s smile faltered a bit.

“I’m serious Hunter,” she said and I laughed.

“Don’t worry, I won’t crash us,” I said reassuringly.