Page 4 of The Soldier

With a huff, Trina slammed that thing back inside her purse while my cock thickened.

I have big plans for all that built-up frustration. Mainly her riding my cock like a bull fighter as I grip her neck.

She’s going to come so damn beautifully when she finally lets go.

Otherwise, the lithe beauty is as closed as any book can be. But she needs to know, I’m going to rip her open and lick every single one of her pages.

That sounded better in my head. What can I say, I’m a soldier not a poet.

“It might surprise you that a Green Beret can talk and do his job at the same time. We’re very highly skilled.” I wink. “Anyway, Savannah is currently surrounded by a US Marine, Navy SEAL, and one of those imaginary Delta Force members. She’ll be fine while I flirt with you.”

“Ew, we’re not flirting.” She takes a physical step back.

I fight my smile.

That’s her trigger—one I like to push often.

I also know another little spot that would set her off if she’d let me play a little more. She will. One day very soon.

I’ve almost broken her down.

At least that’s what I keep telling myself. Honestly, she’s a worthy opponent and it’s just going to be that much sweeter when I fuck her.

“Looks like flirting to me.” Alice, her other bestie, pipes up, chuckling.

Two people couldn’t be more different. Alice is quiet, sweet, and thinks everything is romantic.

There’s nothing romantic about my feelings for Trina. When she’s underneath me I’m going to slam so hard inside her pussy she’ll forget she ever hated me.

“Imaginary.” Ryder shakes his head. “You’re a dick.”

So long story short, Delta Force doesn’t officially exist as far as the US government is concerned. The truth is the team is made up of the best of the best from all departments of the military. They work off book and on special missions for the top tier.

As in POTUS.

What no one knows is that I was invited to join Delta. I declined, left the Special Forces team—aka the Green Berets—and joined Black Hawke Security.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t wind the guy up.

“Whatev’s. I’m going to powder my fu-fu.” Trina spins and struts off.

Briar and Alice share a look and start giggling.

“The fuck is a fu-fu?” Josh asks.

“I’ll show you later, honey.” Cassy pats his thick chest.

“No need. I figured it out.” Josh nods slowly. “Wait. No. You will still show me.”

Adian laughs at the delayed reaction as I spy one of the servers hovering around in the shadows demonstrating slightly unusual behavior. I press my finger to my ear.

“Eleven o’clock. Damien, eyes on the penguin.”

“On it.”

Twenty seconds later: “He’s having girlfriend problems and texting her while working. No threat.”

Ryder’s gaze roams the room in reaction to my body stiffening moments earlier, then lock on me.

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