I step into his bathroom to fix my hair. “So, this is what just fucked hair looks like.” I don’t see anything other than a small comb. I turn my head upside down and run my hands through it, brushing it out. When I lift my head, it looks even more untamed. I rummage through his cabinet and find a rubber band. “This is going to hurt later,” I say, pulling it up on the top of my head into a messy bun.

I look closely into the mirror. I look different. My skin looks warm like it’s been kissed by the sun. My body feels different. I’m a little sore, but that’s to be expected. But I feel softer, more feminine. His touch has done that to me. Knowing he’s been inside me somehow makes me feel claimed. He was so gentle, yet in command of my body.

A loudspeaker comes on, announcing the start of the Ninja Warrior games. I rush to the door, but only opening it a crack to make sure no one sees me leaving. The coast is clear. I take off running in my sandals. I make it to the spectator stands in time to see the first contestant. Luke is standing off to the side with his teammates. They’re all wearing bright yellow shirts. A girl from the blue team says something to him, and he laughs. Her hand runs down his arm. He sees me staring at him, and he moves away from her.

Decklan’s deep voice bellows over the loudspeaker, announcing the progress of the teams competing. I see him scan the crowd, and he stops when his eyes land on me. A cocky grin pulls at his lips as if he’s saying, “Yeah, I just fucked that.” I smile at the thought and go back to watching the games.

It’s Luke’s turn up. He has to jump up to this bar and move it up several rungs before he can swing his body over to another bar. Then, go from there climbing with only his hands to the other side. I’m fascinated watching him in action. His muscles flex in his arms, and they are shaking. I can’t imagine the strain on them. I hear a woman’s voice over everyone else, cheering him on. It’s the same woman that had her hands on him moments ago. The strange thing is, I don’t feel any jealousy. But when a cute redhead walks up to Decklan and is doing nothing more than talking to him, different story. The horns in my head start growing. I want to scream at her that he’s mine.

I really need to get my shit together. I have no claim on him. I’m supposed to be here for the man hanging off the end of bar ten feet above the ground. My head tells me to stick by him, but my heart sings another song.

Luke wins his competition and moves on to the next race. I get off the bleachers and follow him. A hand grasping my shoulder has me turning around. “Nice that you could come all this way to watch Luke in the races,” Decklan says.

What’s he up to?

“I was wondering if in between his events, you might like to help at one of the bake sales the army wives have set up?”

I think it’s odd, but I’ll play along. “I’d love to help, Captain Parker.”

“Then I need you to come with me so I can show you where they will be setting up before the next event.”

“Oh, okay.” I follow him through the crowd of people. We walk over to a small, wooden makeshift concession stand. The front metal awning is down, so you can’t see inside. He opens the door for me to walk through first. I turn to say something, but he pushes me in the door and shuts it behind him. It’s dark inside until he flips on a single bulb.

“Take off your panties,” he commands.

“I thought you…”

“Take them off. Don’t make me ask twice.” He’s unzipping his pants.

I slide my panties off. I’m already so excited that I’m drenched. I hear the rip of the foil. “Put it on me.”

My shaking hands take it from him and study it for a minute. I look down, and his cock is saluting at me. I place both my hands on the condom and roll it onto him. As soon as I’m done, he closes the distance between us, and he picks me up, pushing my back against the wall. His teeth and lips are on the sensitive skin at my neck.

“Put me inside you.”

I lift my skirt and feel for his cock. I stroke him a few times, not wanting to take my hand off him.

His head leans back to look at me. “Put me inside you so I can fuck you.” His voice is so sexy and strong. I position myself over him and let my body slide down onto him. His hips start an immediate thrust upward, causing me to make a thud against the wall and the shelves rattle. He adjusts his hips and finds a brutal rhythm. He’s sliding in and out of me so hard I can’t catch my breath from the pleasure rolling over me. He’s hit the perfect spot, and I swear I’m blind. I can no longer see, only feel his intensity inside me. I hold on to him for dear life when one orgasm rolls into another. Just when I think I’m spent and can’t handle anymore, his teeth find their way inside my bra and pull at my nipple. My orgasm is so strong I start to scream, but his mouth is on me, absorbing my cry of undeniable satisfaction. He moans as he finds his release.

I start giggling uncontrollably. “What’s so funny,” he says, placing me back on my feet.

“I just never knew sex could be this good or I would have been doing it a long time ago.”

He smacks my lips with his before he pulls up his pants. “Sex is only this good with me. You remember that.”

I find my panties and slide them back on. “You are so damn full of yourself.” I snicker.

He pins me with his body. “Do you think for one minute that Luke will ever satisfy you?” The look on his face is dead serious as his eyebrows draw together.

“I don’t know.”

“Do you want to know?”

“I…maybe.”

He releases me. “Fine, but if you’re going to fuck him, I’m going to watch.”

My mouth has to be gaping on the floor. “You want to watch?”

“Yeah, I want to watch your facial expressions and hear your little sexy moans. I’ve made love to you once and fucked you once. I guarantee I know your body better than he ever will.”

“You seriously want to watch?” He and Grace would get along so well. Maybe too well. The thought pains me. “What happened to, ‘this can’t happen between us because he’s one of my men,’” I say in a deep, mocking tone.

“He changed my mind.” He looks away from me, and I grab his hand.

“What do you mean he’s changed your mind? I thought me coming on to you changed it. What aren’t you telling me?”

“He’s been sleeping around with one of his fellow officers.”

“You’re lying. He’s one of the sweetest guys I know.” I drop his hand.

“Yeah, real sweet guy. He got a girl in town pregnant last year and paid for her abortion.”

“Why are you saying these things to me?” A tear slides down my cheek. “You just wanted to fuck me. That’s why you’re saying this.” I brush by him.

“If you don’t believe me, ask him. He wanted to have his fun while he was here, and you were the one he wanted to come home to when he gets out of the army.”

“I don’t believe you.” I storm out not caring who sees me. I wipe the tear from my cheek and go back into the stands to find Luke. My mind is in turmoil. How could I let that cocky bastard near me? I need to listen to my brain more often and not my detonating hormones. I suddenly feel dirty. I need to wash his scent off my skin. I’m the one that’s cheating. Well, technically I’m cheating. I haven’t actually had sex with Luke. Why is that anyway? Do I not turn him on? I seem to turn Decklan on. We’ve done it twice in an hour’s time. Luke couldn’t even get it up again after a handjob.

Now, I’m infuriated with both of them. I look up and don’t see Luke. Decklan is standing off with two other men. His arms are crossed over his chest, and he looks like he has a permanent scowl etched on his beautiful face. There I go again, letting my libido take over. He’s not beautiful. He’s…He’s…Oh, hell, I give up. He’s gorgeous. A cocky ass, but gorgeous.

I stomp off to find where Luke went for his next event. I don’t see him anywhere. Maybe he went to his apartment for something. I head over there, and a white sock is hanging from the door knob. I pinch it between my nails and take it off, throwing it on the ground.

“Luke, are you here?”

A woman’s head comes popping out from under the sheet. Luke is in the middle of an orgasm and didn’t hear me come in. The woman is the one I saw him with earlier.

“Um, Luke.” She’s trying to get his attention. He has a smile spread across his face until he sees me.

“Kenna, it’s not what you think.” He’s hopping out of bed naked, trying to pull his pants on.

“Oh, really. I walk in here, and this woman has your dick in her mouth, and it’s not what I think? Let’s see, what else could it be?” I strum my finger on my chin. “You spilled something on your pecker, and she was licking it off for you. Or, I know, she was here saying hello and she tripped on your naked body, and your tallywacker ended up landing in her mouth.” My hands plant firmly on my hips.

“What’s a tallywhacker?” the woman asks.

“Shut up!” we both scream at her in unison.

“Look, I’m sorry. This is the first time anything like this has happened. I didn’t see you in the stands, and my sex drive kicked in from all the adrenaline. Where were you by the way? Anyway, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.” He reaches for me.

“Don’t touch me. I’ve been such an idiot. I fly all the way over here thinking that there was something between us, and you’ve been cheating on me this entire time!”

“It’s not technically cheating if we haven’t been sleeping together,” he mumbles.

I stuff my clothes in my suitcase and drag it to the door. “You want to know where I was earlier when your ‘sex drive kicked in’?” I make air quotes. “I was fucking your captain in the concession stand!”

They both burst out laughing. “There is no way. He’s my friend. He wouldn’t fuck my girlfriend, and you are way too innocent for him. He likes them a little more experienced than you.”

I walk back over to him, ball my fist, and I punch him in the face. Damn that felt good. He’s holding his nose, with blood pouring out. “If you don’t believe me. Ask him!” I open the door. “And, one more thing. I’m not your girlfriend.” I slam the door. I lose control over my suitcase, and it tumbles down the two steps taking me with it. I land flat on my ass.

Every ounce of my pride is gone. My so-called boyfriend has been fucking every girl in town but me. My cocky captain…is…well…I can’t even think of a word. I straighten my skirt as I get off the ground.

Luke is shirtless on the porch step. “Come back inside, Kenna. Please, baby. We can work this out.” He has a towel pressed to his nose.

I walk off shooting him the bird.