Free Rescued by the Navy Seal by Leslie North

Chapter 1
     
    Jared set Rita down in his bathroom. Touching her face,
gently and wiping a stray tear, he smiled at her.
     
    “Don’t move.”
     
    As Rita waited, Jared turned on the hot water and began
filling the tub. Grabbing bath salts and some scented oil, he set it by the tub
and turned back to Rita. Taking her by the hand, he pulled her toward the
center of the room. Kneeling in front of her, he untied her boots and removed
both, followed quickly by her socks. Tapping her left leg, Rita bent her knee
as Jared put her foot on his shoulder. Slowly inspecting her foot and leg,
Jared checked for any injuries. Rubbing the palm of his hand up her leg, he
wrapped his hand around her calf as he squeezed gently and pressed light kisses
to the inside of her knee. Sliding both hands up her leg, he rubbed her thigh
before setting her foot back down. Tapping her right leg, he repeated his
inspection as Rita groaned.
     
    “Jared, I’m not injured, this isn’t necessary,” said Rita
breathlessly. “But that tub looks inviting.”
     
    Kissing the inside of her right knee, Jared looked up at
her. “I’ll be the judge of that.” Putting her foot back on the floor, he rose
slowly. Leaning across her, he adjusted the water flow as he poured the salts
and lavender oil in the tub. Turning back toward Rita, he reached for the belt
on her shorts. Freeing the clasp, he tugged the zipper down and dropped her
shorts to the floor. Bending, he kissed her stomach as his hands made lazy
circles around her hips. Pulling her closer, Jared continued to kiss her as he
slowly kneaded her ass. Cupping her cheeks, he inhaled her scent. The steamy
mix of lavender with her arousal was turning him on.
     
    Taking a deep breath, he pressed more kisses to her body
as he rose in front of her. Reaching for the hem of her shirt, he quickly
pulled it over her head before reaching for the front clasp on her bra. A quick
tug and her bra followed her shirt to the floor. Stepping forward, he grabbed
her hips and pulled her against him. Watching her eyes, he slowly slid his
hands up the sides of her body and around her back. Touching her everywhere, he
inspected her. As his hands swept around to her front, he firmly cupped her
breasts as he absently rubbed her aureoles and flicked at her nipples. At her
sudden breath, he watched as her eyes clouded over.
     
    He had been panicked when he saw her with Tucker. While
he couldn’t see the man’s face, he’d heard enough about him to know to be wary.
When he had been able to get close enough to see and hear what was going on, it
was all he could do to keep from leaping in there, guns blazing. Granted, he
would have wasted precious time running back to his truck for his sidearm. He
was now giving serious thought to a conceal permit so he could carry it with
him. Shaking out of his reverie, Jared looked at Rita. Her pupils had grown
quite large in the dimmed light. Smiling tentatively at him, Rita reached for
the buttons on his shirt. As he continued to touch her, Rita fumbled with the
buttons. Giving up, she tugged on his shirt as the buttons pulled loose. Reaching
for his belt buckle, she unhooked it before tucking it in the front pocket of
his jeans. As Jared cupped her face, Rita paused to smile at him. Her eyes
still glistened and in that moment, Jared knew that he wanted to wipe those
fears from her memory.
     
    Scooping her up, he placed her in the tub. Stepping back,
he finished stripping off his clothes before climbing in behind her. Reaching
for a washcloth, he grabbed the soap and began to wash her slowly, determined
to remove the day’s filth from her. Leaning against his chest, Rita nestled her
head against his shoulder as Jared washed the day’s events from her.
     
    Pushing her forward, Jared made quick work of her back
and arms before pulling her back against him. Grabbing her hands, he kissed
both her arms before he pulled them over her head and around his neck. Kissing
her shoulder, he began