The Navy's Ghost (Bad Boys of Beta Squad) (18 page)

You could have had me, Jim
. Chris tilted her head as she paused, her hands at her bodice.
Todd is willing to share. Don’t you want me?

God, did he ever. His cock flexed with each tiny button she released from its hole, baring her glorious chest. “I never stopped wanting you, Chris. But sharing is wrong. You’re Magic’s wife.”

“Who told you sharing is wrong?” She twirled around, shimmying the top of her dress off her shoulders. She shot him a coy look over her shoulder and his cock ached.

“Everyone says it’s wrong.”

“It’s not wrong for me or Todd.” Chris dropped the cloth and the flared jacket slid off her hips to puddle at her feet. She turned to face him and caressed her breasts, pinching the nipples hard enough through her lacy bra to make his mouth water. “And I know it’s not wrong for you. I know you want it as much as I do, Jim.”

He damn near swallowed his tongue as he stared at those gorgeous breasts
in her hands. “How do you know?”

“I’m a SEAL.” She tipped her chin up. “I do my research and learn everything I can about my opponent.”

“So I’m your opponent?” He grinned and rubbed his rigid dick.

“
Depends. Are you going to come quietly?” She matched his grin and reached for the zipper at the back of her satin pants.

“Honey, I never come quietly. It’s standard procedure to shout to the rafters.” Jim grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against his chest, inhaling her cinnamon-pine scent. “You smell like Christmas.”

Chris laughed and it warmed him to the core. “Just for you.”

Jim buried his nose against her neck and peppered her bare shoulder with nipping kisses. Chris
whimpered and rubbed her mound against his groin, setting off fireworks behind his eyes.
Dear God, she’s gonna kill me without using her hands.
He pushed her back gently to look down her body.
Fuck, is that lace?

He grasped her pants and yanked them off, damn near drooling at the lovely lace panties covering her trimmed mound. He slid his hands over her ass and reveled in the delicate pattern under his palms.

“Are you okay, Jim? You’re moaning.”

“You’re wearing lace, white lace over
your sexy ass. Oh, God, how did you know lace is my favorite?”

Chris ran her tongue over her bottom lip and smiled. “I told you. Research.” She winked. “Did you want me to remove them, Lieutenant?”

“No, ma’am.” He dropped to his knees and inhaled her musky scent in the little patch of satin over her lips. “I can do it myself.”

Jim buried his nose against the soft fabric as he squeezed her cheeks in his hands. Hard muscle flexed under his grip as Chris arched and moaned. He
gazed up the length of her body and another pair of hands appeared, cupping her swelling breasts. Jim paused as Todd’s face appeared over Chris’s shoulder, his gray eyes aflame with arousal.

“Damn, it’s sexy to watch you taste my wife.”

Chagrin burned through some of Jim’s pleasure. “Aw, Magic, I’m sorry—”

“No, don’t stop, Retro. Please.” Chris wiggled her hips, grinding her mound against his chin.

“You heard the lady, Lieutenant. Hop to.” Todd gave Jim a sultry smile full of heavy-lidded arousal and caressed Chris’s breasts until she groaned.

“Yes,
sir. If you’re sure, Magic.” He’d be damned before he poached in another man’s territory.

“I order you to help me fuck my wife, Lieutenant Waters.”

“Yes, sir.”

Some part of Jim’s mind noted this had to be a dream, but Chris’s scent and her
excited moans destroyed any conscious thought. He dove into her luscious heat and swiped his tongue along the seam of her lace-lined lips.

Sweet glory of all!
She tasted better than she smelled and Retro closed his eyes, reveling in her glorious musk. His cock flexed with hard appreciation.

“Is there something wrong, Retro?”

He jerked back into the present and opened his eyes. Chris looked down her body at him, a lazy, sultry smile curling her lips.
Hell, I’m gonna explode with more of those looks.

“No, ma’am. Just enjoying the gift of your body.”

She grunted with amused understanding. “Oh, lover, you haven’t even begun enjoying yet.” She shifted her hips, making Todd groan from behind her as he pulled the lace off her breasts. “Oh, God, Magic. Pinch them, please.”

Jim didn’t know what was sexier. Magic’s hands fondling Chris’s soft mounds or the way she arched her back into them. His mouth watered and he grasped the sides of her lacy panties to drag them down her legs. Desperation to taste her hot cream urged him to seal his lips over her
pussy, stroking her core with his tongue.

Hot, tangy flavor filled Jim’s mouth and he
groaned along with Chris’s ecstatic wail as she rocked her hips on his face. He wrapped his hands around her ass, holding her still, and feasted.

“Holy shit, Retro. That’s so fuckin’ hot.” Magic’s voice
wove a sensual spell around them all and Jim’s balls tightened.

Chris grabbed Jim’s head and moaned deep in her throat as he probed
her folds with his tongue. Her taste, combined with her motions, shot blood straight to his cock and he growled his delight. Chris whimpered and rocked her hips harder.

Todd
shifted around until he supported his wife against his chest, and bent at the waist to suckle one of her full breasts. She grabbed his head and thrust harder against Jim’s mouth. Jim slid one finger into her clenching slit and sucked hard on her clit just as Magic bit down on her nipple.

Chris’s orgasm hit fast and hard, bowing her body in rigid lines as she trilled her ecstasy to the ceiling. Jim lapped at her spasming cunt
as it squeezed his finger until Chris relaxed completely into Magic’s arms. Todd scooped her up and carried her to the bed. He sat her on his lap and held her, kissing and caressing her until she came down from her orgasm.

Jim watched Chris snuggle with Todd as he wiped his mouth and sucked on his fingers.
Holy shit, she tastes so fucking sweet.
He couldn’t get enough of her. If she’d let him, he eat her out as a snack before dinner, and again for dessert.

The scent of happy, relaxed, satisfied woman hit his nose as he crouched beside them, staring up into Chris’s serene face. God, he wanted to see
her wear the same expression all the time.

“Well done, Lieutenant.” Chris brandished a glorious smile and Jim
resisted the urge to bow at her feet. “But now it’s my turn.”

“What?”

“Both of you, stand up and strip. It’s time for a surprise inspection.”

Chris slid off Todd’s lap and pointed imperiously, a smug smile curling her lips. Todd
laughed and shucked his dress uniform, tossing the clothes to an abandoned chair. He stood tall and erect, his cock rising straight and long from a thatch of dark gold curls. Jim didn’t usually find guys attractive, but he had to admit the medic had one hell of a physique. Tall, athletic, and sleek, with a light dusting of hair on his chest arrowing down his belly to his groin, Todd made Olympic swimmers look skinny and unfinished.

“Hop to, Lieutenant.”

Jim blinked. Had he really been caught staring? Shit. While he’d never worried about his body before, standing naked before the woman he loved, and being compared to her other lover, made his gut churn. His own body sported a heavier build and far more hair. Dark hair.
She’s seen you both before, relax.

Yeah, but she was drunk.

He jerked his shirt over his head and shoved his jeans off his hips, hoping—no, praying—she’d like what she saw while sober. He glanced at Chris and damn near swallowed his tongue as she licked her lips when her gaze latched onto his groin. Blood raced to his cock and it saluted her attention.

“Damn, you’re bigger than I
expected.” Chris raised her gaze to meet Jim’s, and bit her bottom lip. “Do you have the stamina to go with that big, sexy body?”

He
grinned. “You’ll just have to test it, Ghost.”

“Oh, I will, Waters. I will. Time to put you through your paces.” She thumped the bed with her palms on either side of her silky hips. “Beside me now, gentlemen
. Cocks at the ready.”

Chris spread her legs and grinned. Todd answered her with a grin of his own and moved to straddle one thigh, his straight cock aimed at her face. She gazed up at him with such love and devotion, Jim’s throat closed with yearning. Would she treat him to the same gifts?

“You comin’, LT?” Magic tilted his head and raised an eyebrow.

“Not yet, but
with how fuckin’ sexy Chris is, I might not be able to hold out too long.” Jim positioned himself to straddle Chris’s other thigh, crossing his inner leg behind Magic’s.

“I’ll help you hold back, Jim.” Chris grasped his cock at the base at the same time she closed her other hand around Todd’s shaft.

“Aw, darlin’, I love your hands on me,” Todd said, sliding one hand through her hair. “It’s so hot to watch you jerk me off.”

“I’m going to do more than that tonight,
handsome. Starting right now.”

Chris tightened her grip on Jim’s cock and dipped her head, taking Todd’s
cockhead between her lips. Jim and Todd groaned at the same time, and Jim almost lost his balance from the hot arousal swamping his brain. He reached out and grasped Magic’s shoulder to steady himself and found his friend’s hand on his own shoulder.

He met Todd’s gaze for a moment and jerked with the love and arousal he found in the other man’s eyes.
Holy shit, this really turns Todd on to see his wife pleasuring him with another guy.
Todd liked to share. No other explanation made sense with as much emotion pouring from the other SEAL.

Could they really be so similar?

Chris’s hand on Jim’s cock tugged and squeezed, jerking him back to the moment. She didn’t say anything, not with her mouth full of her husband’s manflesh, but she “told” him to get his focus back in the game. Jim clenched one hand into a fist as she stroked him with a twisting motion. Each tug drove his control closer to the edge as he listened to the wet, slurping sounds of her mouth on Todd’s cock.

Todd’s chest heaved with his rapid breath and he
groaned on each exhale. Chris gazed up at him, smiled around his cock, and pulled away. Todd whimpered and jerked his hips in protest as she tightened her fist on his shaft, licking a little drop of pre-cum leaking from the slit in his cockhead.

“Aw, fuck, darlin’. Don’t leave me hangin’.” Todd thrust again.

“Come on, Chief, I know you got more stamina. Besides, I need a taste of thick, dark, and sexy.” Chris turned her face to Jim’s cock, meeting his gaze. “You ready for me, Lieutenant?”

“Hooy
ah, ma’am.”

Chris grinned before she fitted her lips over his cockhead and swirled her tongue along the glans. Sweet, hot, wet pleasure surged thro
ugh Jim and his body jerked when she tightened her grip on him.

“Aw, fuck yeah. Suck me hard, Christiana.”

Her tongue swirled and her fist twisted on his shaft as he met her blazing gaze. A flush spread across her cheekbones as her cheeks hollowed out with each pull on his cock. Her eyes flashed with sexy arousal and she raked her teeth gently over his tip.

“Holy fuck!” His hips jerked involuntarily and he had to close his eyes to keep the orgasm sparking in his balls from pushing forward.

Chris softened her mouth against his head, flicking it with light strokes to pull him back from the brink. Then she moaned. The vibrations against his shaft ignited another surge in his arousal, driving him back up to the edge as she twisted her hand along his flesh.

Todd squeezed his shoulder and Jim opened his eyes to realize he’d dug his fingers in to Todd’s trapezeus enough to leave welts. He loosened his grip just as Chris released his cock from her mouth with a wet pop.

“Oh, sweet Jesus, Chris. Don’t stop.” Did the whiney, breathy voice belong to him?

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet,
Retro. But you will not come until I give permission. Is that clear, Lieutenant?”

What did she say? Until she gave permission? A
nother wave of arousal shot to every portion of Jim’s body and his cock jerked with renewed blood in Chris’s grip.
Aw, fuck yeah.
She gave orders in bed and it lit his fire better than any porn he’d ever seen.

“Yes, ma’am.”

What proceeded next became an exercise in stamina equal to Hell Week. Chris alternated between Jim and Todd, sucking one hard while she stroked the other. Burning pleasure ignited Jim’s balls and stiffened his shaft, building higher and higher, each time she switched off. Her rough palm over his flesh chafed and pushed his need closer and closer to the edge until he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Aw, shit, darlin’, I’m gonna come!” Magic threw back his head and shoved his cock deeper into Chris’s mouth, his thighs going tense.

“Fuck, me too.” But Chris’s hand encircled the base of Jim’s cock and closed in a tight grip better than any cock ring, holding his orgasm churning in his balls. “Ah, shit.”