Ranger's Baby Surprise (Special Forces Elite 2)

I nodded. “Anything. Fuck me. Please.” I wanted rough and dirty. I wanted to be molded in his hands.

“This is what you’ve been thinking about?” His fingers curled deep inside me and I screamed.

“I can’t think about anything else,” I moaned.

“Don’t move,” he commanded.

I felt the bed bounce as Jake stepped to the side. I heard him unzip his bag and in seconds he was behind me again. I heard a ripping sound, and looked over my shoulder to see him rolling a condom over the biggest cock to every consider fucking me.

He pressed the tip of it against my entrance and I moaned. He felt hard and thick. I titled toward him, the heat of his shaft blazing against me. Any second he would be inside me.

“You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.” He kissed my back, but his tender lips turned to teeth and he nipped into my flesh.

“I want to feel it. I need it.” He was stretching against my entrance, and the pain was searing and soothing at the same time. It satisfied something inside me to know he was getting ready to thrust inside me.

He promised it would be deep and powerful. He promised he would be hard. I smiled, knowing he always kept his promises.

“I have to fuck you,” he growled.

And then I felt the slice of pleasure as he eased himself inside. “Ohh,” I moaned, needing something to hold on to, but Jake grabbed me, slamming on his shaft of steel. My hands were useless.

The light hit me as I felt my body spiral away from me. He began pumping wildly against me. At first I wanted to fight against it, tell him it was too intense. It hurt too much, but as he thrust again and again I felt the tight coil in my belly turn to blissful pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, Jake,” I groaned.

It was like nothing I had ever felt. I didn’t want him to stop. He pulled out of me, taking me to a new height, before sliding into me with fierce intensity.

The tears rolled down my cheeks as I felt the fever of my orgasm begin to ripple in my blood. I wanted to stop it, hold on to it, feel him pleasure my body with his cock and his tongue. Nothing had ever felt so powerful and out of control.

Weeks of wanting him had led to this. The sexual tension between us. The late night dinners. Working side by side on the house. All of it had led to this moment when I gave my body to him. He had to know he already had my heart.

Before I knew what was happening, Jake had pulled my hips higher in the air, yanking my hair back. “I want you to be mine, Olivia.”

“Oh, yes...” I lifted my ass to him. “I already am.”

My inner walls clenched around him, gripping tighter with each thrust. He laid his body over mine and I felt the cool metal of his tags rake over my back before he reared up on his knees hiking my ass in the air with him.

He roared into my back as he throbbed deep inside me, vibrating against my inner walls. I knew his release was hitting him and I reveled in what I could give him. I whimpered and panted, desperate to hold him.

I could feel him pulse as my orgasm ripped through me, shattering my limbs into a million pieces. I screamed as he plunged into me. But I took it, needing it, wanting it, loving every breath, every thrust, every second like this.

His breath was ragged on my neck, his dog tags sliding along my skin until he pulled me against his chest, rolling on his side, his arms wrapping around my stomach.

“I-I-” I didn’t know what to say.

I didn’t know what had come over me. Some sort of primal need had attacked my hormones from under my skin. I’d never been taken from behind. I’d never let a man lick me. I’d never begged for sex. I’d never felt like my body was no longer my own.

“Shh.” He kissed my neck. “Sleep.”

And within minutes I heard the gentle vibrations of Jake snoring behind me.

14

Jake

There was something in my arms. I jerked forward and then remembered. Olivia. I closed my eyes. That wasn’t supposed to happen. But she showed up in that barely-there T-shirt and I didn’t have much choice.

Fuck. She was asleep in my arms. I slid out from under her, pulling the sheet to her shoulders. I hadn’t been gentle either. I had been rough and demanding. Pushing her farther than I’d ever asked a woman to go. I commanded her.