Vaughn
I’m exhausted after the rough night I’ve had. I was afraid to sleep, I didn’t want to have a nightmare and wake Brooke. Brody typically wakes me but I couldn’t take any chances. Now she’s lying here beside me looking so beautiful. I want to wake her, but when I turn, Brody comes to check on me. I whisper, “Come on, boy.” He follows me out of the room. It’s still early, but he’s used to going out at this time and I hate to break his routine. I grab his leash and take him to the yard, hoping after he does his business, I can get some alone time with Brooke. When he’s done and we get back inside, I tell him to lay down. He listens, and like a good boy he gets cozy out here. I go back to my room, strip my clothes, and gently slip back into bed.
Brooke has a small smile on her face, it makes me wonder what exactly she’s dreaming about. I slip my hand into her sleep shorts to find she’s not wearing any panties, and her pussy is wet. I stifle a groan. I smear her juices all over her clit as I lean in and lick up the vein in her neck to that sensitive spot just below her ear. Her hips start to move. I’m trying to figure out if she’s still dreaming or if she’s awake. I’m pretty sure she’s still sleeping when I gently lift her ass off the bed to slip her shorts down. I fear I’ll wake her, but I don’t care, I’m not stopping now. I’m starving for her. Crawling under the covers, I plant myself between her legs, lapping up her juices. If she wasn’t awake before, she is now. Using my fingers, I spread her beautiful pink lips wide and devour her clit. She whimpers when I scrape my teeth over her throbbing nub. “Damn, Vaughn,” she pants.
“Good morning, love. Are you ready to come?”
I can tell from her moan that she’s biting her lip when I dive back in. Her hips roll but I hold her still. I’ve missed her and I know she wants to come, but I want to savor this. I press two fingers inside of her, gently curling them to ensure I hit that special spot. “Fuck, Vaughn. I’m going to come.” She bucks her hips as my fingers pound her tight, wet pussy. “Yes,” she screams and her legs tighten around my body. She continues to shake while I suck on her clit, setting her up for yet another orgasm. Pulling my fingers from her pussy, I flip her over and pull her ass into the air. I spread her beautiful cheeks and continue eating her like she’s my final meal. I know she loves the feeling of my fingers poking at her ass because she pressing back into me, wanting more. I lick from her clit to her ass, spreading her juices and lubing her up as my pinky continues poking at her. “Fuck, yes, Vaughn,” she screams again, sucking in a breath. My thumb strums her clit as my tongue sinks into her and it’s exactly what she needs to fall over. I grip her hips to stop her from collapsing as I suck up every last drop of her release.
“My lord, woman, you taste fucking amazing.” She giggles and the sound is music to my ears. She rolls onto her back as I climb up the bed to get a condom from the nightstand. She takes it from me, pulls my boxers down, and rolls the condom over my extremely hard cock. She lines me up with her entrance and I gently thrust my hips forward until I’m balls deep inside of her. I gently begin rolling my hips, gradually picking up the pace, but she wants more. She plants her feet on the bed, thrusting her hips forward to meet me. The rhythm we’ve created is amazing. “Brooke, I’m sorry, darlin’, but I’m not going to last.”
“Oh God, that feels so good.”
“Come on, Brooke, squeeze my cock.” I slam into her a few more times and she does as I ask. Her pussy tightens around me, squeezing me and sending me over the edge as we both ride out our orgasms together. I lay on top of her with my cock still buried inside her pussy while we both try to calm our breathing. I rub my nose on hers. “How did you sleep?”
“Good, but shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Gripping the condom, I slip out of her and walk to the bathroom to dispose of it, totally ignoring her question. When I get back she’s lying there waiting for my answer.
“What?” I question.
“You completely ignored me. I thought we agreed you were going to let me help you. Don’t shut me out the first question I ask.” She sits up in my bed, her perky little nipples poking through her sleep shirt.
I sit on the edge of the bed, resting my head in my hands. “Give me a break, Brooke. I’m not used to this.” I exhale a deep breath. “I didn’t sleep well. I was afraid I would have a nightmare and wake you.”
I feel the bed dip behind me as she sits and presses her cheek to my back. “Thank you.” She kisses my spine and crawls back into the bed. “Come here.” I turn to see her patting my side of the bed. I climb back in, wanting nothing more than to please her. We’ve had such a nice morning so far. “Let’s catch up. I feel like it’s been a while since we really talked about everyday life.”
I rest my head on her chest. “Okay, what have you been up to?”
“Did you know I went to look at a house for rent?”
“I didn’t. Tell me about it.” I feel my eyes getting heavy, but I really want to hear about her house.
She’s rubbing her hands through my hair. “Well, it wasn’t my dream house. Actually nowhere near close to my dream house. The location was perfect, and the size wasn’t bad, but it’s not what I want. I told the landlord I would get back to him by tomorrow.”
“What did it look like?” I question, but my voice is almost a mumble. She’s making me tired playing with my hair.
“It was two bedrooms, two baths on one floor. The living room and kitchen were very open to one another, which I liked, but everything was very outdated. Keaton and Remy went with me to look at it. Keaton said there was nothing major to stress over, but all three of us agreed since I’m not on a deadline to move out, I would keep looking.” My eyes are closed and my breathing is picking up when I tell her I would love to help her look. “After you rest.” She kisses me on the head and continues stroking my hair until I’m asleep.
I wake to the smell of bacon cooking and it smells damn good. I must have fallen asleep on Brooke while she was telling me about the house. I look over to see it’s now almost ten. Holy shit, I’ve been sleeping for a good five hours. I climb out of bed, step into some lounge pants, and head to the kitchen where Brooke gives Brody some peanut butter. “I’m sorry, Brooke.”
“Don’t be. It was my plan. I was hoping if you fell asleep holding me, you would stay asleep for a bit and get some rest. Brunch is almost done. Why don’t you grab yourself some coffee?”
I pet Brody on the head. “Why does he get peanut butter?” I nod my head toward the dog with a smile on my face.
“Because while you were sleeping, we did some work in the yard, and he was such a good boy.” Her voice changes to a baby voice for the second half of her sentence.
I sip my coffee. “He is a good boy. I’m so lucky to have him. He wakes me from most nightmares before I even realize I’m having them.”
“Are you hungry?” She changes the subject.
I lean in close to her ear. “Why yes, I am.” I kiss the spot just below her ear, sending a shiver through her body.
She smacks me playfully. “I mean for food.”
“Yeah, well, there’s that too,” I joke. She pulls bacon from the oven and uncovers two pans, one has scrambled egg whites and the other has potatoes in it. “Wow, you went all out, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” She grabs the two plates she’s pulled from the cabinets and begins loading one up with food. She hands me the plate and starts making hers. I put the plate on the table and fill our coffee cups, that way we can sit and eat together. I take my seat and wait for her to finish taking the bacon off the pan. She turns to me. “What are you doing? Eat.”
“I’m not eating until you sit down. My mom taught me better than that.”
She grins and takes her seat. “Fine, I’ll clean up more after we eat. Your mama sounds sweet. I wish she lived closer. Maybe we can get her to come down here for a visit.”
“I’ll talk to her and see what I can work out.” I dig into my breakfast as does she. “Now, what should we do today?”
“Well, I thought we could do one thing to help each of us.”
My brows furrow. “How do you mean?”
“Well, I need to look for a place. I thought maybe we could spend a little time looking for places online, and then after we do that, we can do some research on programs to help you with your PTSD.”
Shit. She’s really going to push me through this, and I’m not sure if I should be happy or frustrated. It’s hard to even discuss it, but maybe we can find something without me having to actually share with her what I went through. “Okay,” I squeeze out in between bites of food. I feel bad because I can’t even manage to look at her when I say it.
“Hey. Look at me, Vaughn.” She can read me like a damn open book. “I’m just asking that we look, not saying you have to necessarily sign up for anything.” I nod my head finishing my breakfast. When she’s done she clears the table and I begin putting the leftover food in containers. She’s a clean cook, we’re done cleaning up in a matter of minutes. She sits back down with a fresh cup of coffee. “Do you have a laptop?” I could easily lie and tell her no, but that would be wrong on so many levels, so I go into the other room to grab the laptop I hardly ever use and I boot it up. She slides her seat closer to mine, and as soon as the computer is up and running, she starts searching for houses to rent. There are two new ones listed and she’s excited about both of them. She requests a view on them, pointing out that they are only about fifteen minutes from my house.
“You know what that means?” A grin spreads across my face.
“What’s that?”
“You’re close enough that Brody and I can come spend the night at your house and I’ll still be close enough for work.”
She giggles. “That was the plan, love.” I love how good it makes me feel to think she was purposely looking for something close to me.
Next she opens Google, and after typing in a few searches she finds some self-help tools that actually could help me. There’s even an app I can download on my phone to keep with me as a coaching tool. It covers everything from sleep, to anxiety, and even my flashbacks. I jump up to grab my phone and I quickly download the app. While I’m looking through it, she continues doing her research on the computer. “Hey, have you tried doing stuff like this with your guys?” She points out a bowl and dine that’s happening on the base. “Or maybe doing some other sports with them?”
I shrug my shoulders. “Not really, never thought to.”
“From what I’ve read, it could be good for you. There’s a program that actually organizes sports for veterans with PTSD, but it’s like four hours away. I’m thinking maybe if you got into something like that here, it may serve the purpose without it being directly linked.”
“I’m not opposed to playing sports. The bowl and dine will be cool for my guys and I because they can get there easily. Two of the guys don’t have cars, so it’s hard for them to do stuff off of base.” She smiles and clicks the button to get more info. When it all pops up on the screen, I send a group text to my guys giving them with the info and wait for a reply to see who’s in. A golf event pops up and she gives me a look. I quickly shake my head. “I’m not a golfer at all.” She laughs at my expression. “Oh, you find that funny?” My brows shoot up and there’s laughter in my voice.
“No, I find the face you made funny. You would think I asked you to make out with Callen.” She laughs harder.
Now I have to tease her. “Now that I would do. There’s no more don’t ask, don’t tell.”
Her eyes go wide. “That’s not funny. You know damn well you don’t go that way.”
I laugh. “No, I don’t, especially after having your sweet little pussy. There’s no way in hell anyone else’s will do.” Holy shit, the blush that creeps up her face is adorable.
I can’t believe it’s already after lunchtime, but the time flies by because we’re relaxed and totally enjoying each other’s company.
She gets up to dump her cold coffee and place her cup into the dishwasher. “Listen, I should get home soon. Lord only knows what kind of mess my parents have after yesterday.”
“Let’s grab a quick shower and I’ll get you home.” She nods and thanks me.
We pull up to her parents’ house a short time later and the banner from yesterday is still hanging in the front of the house. “What are your plans for the rest of the day?”
I shrug. “Head back home and do some reading on that app I downloaded, and then get ready for work tomorrow.”
“Can I call you later?”
“Of course.” She leans over to kiss me goodbye and then jumps out of the car. I sit watching her run into the house, thinking about how lucky I am. I need to work on pulling my shit together. I don’t want to lose her.