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Ethan
I watchRylie walk through the door and I swear she’s given me one of those glances. The kind that make my balls pull back. Does she know what she’s doing? Is she teasing me? What would she think if she knew how I watch her ass wiggle and imagine my hands palming each cheek as I pull her into my arms?
I’m sure her take would be that I’m just another alpha asshole with only one thing on his mind. Namely, the military’s Fuck and Evade Drill. It’s a fair conclusion.
No guy could hit-and-run Rylie. She’s too special.
I thought I made that clear to her last night but today she’s acting like nothing happened. Maybe she thinks I’m some old guy, her dad’s best friend, just being normally flirtatious.
“Wouldn’t you agree most guys on base have no problem banging a hottie and never seeing her again?” She was throwing back a few beers last night. I know because I had my eye on her almost constantly.
“Not one guy on MY base is banging you and watch your language in front of the Major,” Frank said.
“Oh, is he one of the men I have to set an example to?” She grinned at me. Her eyes questioning me, daring me.
Then I had to make sure I averted my gaze from my buddy’s only daughter. The one he’s as much as admitted to me he wishes had been born a boy so there’d be no argument about him following his father into the military.
“Frank,” I said, as he continued shouting out the reasons Riley should change her mind and join up. “You’re like a priest trying to persuade Rylie to come into the fold.”
“Cult more like,” she whispered and received a secret smirk from me which she shyly returned, her cheeks flushing adorably.
“She’s my daughter. I think I know what’s best for her,” my bud said while he flipped burgers. “Didn’t you do well following my advice after you left ‘SC?” He has to remind me.
“It’s true, and I’m grateful,” Ethan said. “But I also made up my own mind.”
“I have my own mind, too, you know,” Riley piped up, just in case we forgot her presence. I love how sassy she is when it comes to battling the LC.
“I don’t want to join up just because Ethan liked it. I have my own plans and dreams.”
“She’s right, Frank. If you push her too hard, there will be consequences.”
I was rewarded with another glittering smile from Riley.
“Like I’ll run away and join the circus, or a harem,” she said with a filthy twinkle at me which, luckily, her father missed in his eye roll.
Rylie stuck out her lower lip behind her father’s back, seated on the bench at the table while the men dominated the grill. Her pout drew my gaze and held me there, fixated on her mouth, struggling to pull free like I was stuck in quicksand. Her eyes trailed, meandered, up over me. A jolt of electric force went through my chest straight into my balls like I have never felt in my fucking life.
Did she feel it too? Or sense it in me?
Her lips parted slightly and her breath quickened. I could tell by the way her breasts rose and fell, fighting to keep my eyes off them and the nipples poking at her tee. I tried to picture an ice cold shower to stop my cock pressing at my pants any harder. Which worked momentarily, until Riley’s eyes traveled down and lingered on the bulge. Did she realize how her tongue trailed around the circumference of her perfect mouth as she stared at my massive erection. If Frank turned to me now, I’d find myself shipped to Syria at dawn. But I couldn’t rip my gaze away from her.
As Frank droned on about the advantages of a life in the military, Riley and I locked onto each other like cruise missile and target. Not even the leader of the free world could have separated us.
Rylie smiled then, shyly and lifted her fingers to the corner of her mouth. She stroked the edge, as though she thought maybe she had guac stuck there. While I thought I might potentially lose my load, my wood was throbbing so hard. The intense longing for her had my insides wrapping around themselves.
“Rylie, did you hear me?” Frank barked us both out of our reverie. “I need the tongs from the kitchen. Please put them back in their correct location at the grill in future.”
“I’ll go,” I said and took off for the house before he ordered me to stay. Maybe some ice down my pants would do the trick.
Of course I realize I have no chance with the daughter of my best friend. But I shouldn’t even be looking at her with those kinds of thoughts invading every fucking cell. I need to put her out of my mind before I do something stupid and put my career in jeopardy.
I opened various drawers in the kitchen but the grill tongs weren’t in any of them. My skin felt like it was striped with searing, rendering me a walking hangar steak. I darted to the freezer, pulled back the door and stuck my head inside.
“You won’t find them in there,” the sexiest kitten voice I’d heard in decades announced at my back. I whirled around and grazed off Riley’s beautiful and enticing curves. She was standing so close. Too fucking close and up on tip toes, pretending to look over my shoulder into the refrigerator.
“Riley,” I husked. I had to imagine court martials and shootings at dawn to prevent my hands from clasping her hips and pulling her into me. Her mouth was one tip of the head away. So tempting, I needed to cram against the icebox just to cool my burning limbs.
