Rescued by the Navy Seal
washing her chest. With each swipe around a breast, Rita
would gasp. Reaching for a second towel, Jared began a rhythmic pattern as he
washed her front. As he cupped both breasts with the towels, he twisted them
lightly. The textured sensation against her fevered skin had Rita arching
against him. Jared pulled her back against him. The effects of her movements were
taking its toll on him, as his arousal pushed against her back. Rubbing harder,
Jared’s hands slowly swept down her body. Pausing to add more soap, he pushed
Rita’s legs farther apart as he swept the washcloths around her hips and over
her thighs. Sliding both hands slowly back up the inside of her thighs, Rita
gasped as she arched, meeting his hands. Sliding his left arm around her waist,
Jared pinned her tightly against him as his right hand cupped her mound. The
rough texture of the towel coupled with the gentle bubbles as he moved in the
water had Rita tossing her head against his shoulder. Moaning, she tried to
lift her hips, but he held her tight.
     
    Sliding a finger between her folds, he continued to
massage her with the towel as his finger began a slow push. In and out.
Moaning, Rita tried to push down against his hand, but he held her firmly in
place. Moving his left hand to put pressure against her lower abdomen, Jared
lifted her slightly as he continued to pump in and out.
     
    Rubbing his cheek against the side of her head, Jared
nipped at her ear before murmuring, “We’ll go slowly but I want you to let it
out. All of it. Don’t hold back.”
     
    Nodding mutely in assent, Rita shuddered slightly as she
surrendered to the growing sensations. When Tucker had her and Casey cornered
this afternoon, the only person she could think about was Jared. She had spent
so much time trying to shut her past down that she realized she was missing out
on a future. A future that she wanted to spend with Jared and she was terrified
that she wouldn’t have the chance to tell him. When Jared rescued her this
afternoon, she knew that she loved him. He was solid and dependable and enjoyed
spending time with him. Yes, the sex was wonderful. Exciting. But it was those
empty spaces, when they weren’t doing anything that she relished. There was no
awkwardness during those times.
     
    It just felt right.
     
    Of course, it helped that Casey adored him. While she
wasn’t always the best judge of character, from a human standpoint, her shift
in demeanor when they were driving down his street was obvious, as she would
come to attention. The yips and barks as her excitement grew was infectious and
Rita enjoyed egging her on as they got closer. When they would arrive at his
house and Rita opened the car door, Casey would bound out, running straight for
Jared who would open his arms to pet and play with her. As Rita would walk
toward them, Casey would happily run around him, bumping his legs.
     
    Rita felt light kisses down her cheek. She hadn’t
realized that she started crying until she felt Jared’s lips kissing her where her
tears fell. Soon, two fingers joined the first as Jared continued to plunge his
fingers slowly in and out. Spreading his hand, Jared twisted his fingers
lightly touching her g-spot as his thumb massaged her clit. As he pushed harder
against her abdomen, Rita could feel the pressure building. Moving his head,
Jared suckled Rita’s neck as small fireworks began going off around her.
Pushing against him, the orgasm came upon her and rolled slowly through as
Jared continued his rhythmic pumping, drawing the pains of the day, the pains
of her past, from her. As Rita’s orgasm diminished, Jared didn’t stop, but
continued to pump in and out. Reaching over with his left hand, he soaped his
fingers before drawing them into the water. Pressing one finger lightly against
her bud, he mimicked the same motion against her anus. Lightly. Consistently. New
electric shocks began to pop around her. As Jared continued, he added a bit
more pressure as he

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