Her Double Delite Warriors (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 3)

Holy fuck, that feels so good and it stings and it arouses me and, oh God, I’m losing my mind.

“Oh, Michael,” she moaned aloud.

“You’re so hot and wet, and I want inside you now, baby.”

He pulled his fingers from her pussy and immediately replaced them with his cock. He grabbed her right hip, and he started pumping into her while he pressed his finger into her ass. She screamed his name as she counterthrust back against him.

“Fuck, Alexa. Oh damn, baby. I can’t!” he roared and she screamed as they both exploded together. He slowly pulled his finger from her ass then wrapped his arms around her waist as he laid his head against her shoulder. He was squeezing her tightly with his cock still deep within her.

“So fucking incredible, baby. So good.” He kissed and licked her skin before he slowly looked up and locked gazes with her reflection in the mirror.

“You’re okay? I can have you like this again?” he asked her.

She nodded her head. “Definitely,” she whispered. He smiled then thrust into her once before slowly pulling from her body.

He turned her around and lifted her up into his strong arms.

“Lunch first and then you for dessert.” He kissed her, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and clung to him. She was in heaven, too, and ready for Chad and Michael to make love to her together.

Chapter 10

They spent the afternoon talking and looking at some of the pictures they had taken over at the park. Alexa sat on the couch, her feet tucked underneath her as she snuggled under a blanket with Chad. Michael watched her, looking at the way her long, blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders and down her back. She was pointing at a particular picture that Chad was describing to her. It was one taken on a trip to Hawaii.

“You’ve been there how many times?” she asked. Her soft voice, laced with the slightest Southern accent, warmed his body. He sat beside them, caressing her thigh above the blanket.

“Oh, about five or six times. A few were during my tours in the service and some for pleasure,” Chad teased her as he leaned closer to her face and kissed her cheek. She smiled as she scrunched her shoulders up and leaned into Chad.

“It’s so beautiful. I’d never been outside of the Brooks land in Georgia until I moved here.” She gasped and quickly began to grip the blanket, pulling it higher against her neck, covering her shoulders on Michael’s T-shirt she wore underneath.

Michael locked gazes with Chad, and Chad nodded his head. Michael knew that this might be a great time to find out more about her past and what she may have gone through.

“Sugar, is that where you lived, on private land in Georgia?” Chad asked her. She stared at the picture, and he caressed the fingers that held the image of Diamond Head. She stared at it, nearly burning a hole. Her eyes got glossy as she nodded her head.

“Can you tell us a little bit about your life, Alexa, since we shared some about ours?” Chad asked her, and she shook her head. Michael felt his gut clench. His heart ached just thinking about what possible bad things this beautiful young woman, his beautiful young woman went through.

They had told her about their lives, some of the places they had traveled for their military missions and just hinted about the dangers they had gone through. Of course they wouldn’t share with her about the lives they were forced to take as survivors and soldiers. That was part of the reason he and Chad took the offers of working undercover and infiltrating different illegal organizations across the globe. More often than not they could get out, with the gathered information needed and without bloodshed. That had changed recently. Hatred for the United States was growing stronger, and more countries were initiating power fights and contradicting treaties, decades-old agreements and the unwritten rules of war. Chad and he no longer wanted to risk losing their lives. They wanted to live and be happy with the money they’d saved and earned. They could easily see themselves doing that with Alexa.

Chad caressed Alexa’s cheek, causing her to look at him.

“Just a little bit of something, baby, please? Do you have any other siblings besides Sally?” Chad asked.

“No. Just Sally and I and, of course, our cousin, Susanna.”

“What about your parents?” Michael asked, and she glanced at him, nibbled her bottom lip, and shook her head. He crinkled his eyebrows. No parents? He didn’t understand.

“My daddy died when I was just seven. They found him dead in the woods out by my uncles’ property. Someone shot him with a shotgun several times.”

“Oh God, baby, I’m so sorry.” Chad squeezed her shoulder.

“And your momma?” Michael asked.

Alexa closed her eyes and whispered in a shaky voice, “They killed her.”

Michael locked gazes with Chad who appeared to be shocked and just as concerned as Michael felt.

“Who killed her?” Michael asked.

“My uncles did.”