Page 11 of Waiting for Him (Trident Security #3)

Chapter Seven

A s he slipped back into his shared room, Boomer quietly shut the door behind him but kept it unlocked.

Kat was still sleeping, and he didn’t need to wake her yet.

He and Jake had spent about thirty minutes reviewing what they knew and what they needed to find out.

They’d called Ian to let him know where they were staying so he could forward the information to Keon .

The paperwork they needed for the bank would arrive sometime after eighteen hundred this evening.

Jake was heading out in a few minutes to scout the area around the motel and the bank, which was three blocks away.

In the meantime, Boomer was left alone to watch over Kat .

He double-checked the front door locks and peeked out the window through the thin gap of the closed curtains. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Spinning around one of the straight-back chairs at the table, he straddled it and sat.

Kat was now lying on her other side, facing him, and his eyes roamed over her features.

Her cheeks, pert nose, and soft, full lips helped form a face that could grace a magazine cover when combined with the beautiful eyes he would recognize anywhere.

The sheet had shifted down to her waist, exposing her upper torso.

His mouth watered as he stared at the lush cleavage peeking out from under her V -neck shirt.

Damn , he wanted her more now than he had as a teenager.

Maybe Jake was right. Maybe the universe had sent her back to him for a reason.

Being a Dom was a major part of his life.

He’d found the lifestyle he loved before he was assigned to Team Four and met Ian and the rest of his current teammates.

One of his buddies from basic training had brought him to his first club after they’d been stationed together in San Diego .

He spent two years there until he was accepted into the SEALs Bud /s training program.

After graduating with his trident, he was assigned to Team Four , which was his father’s old team in Virginia .

He’d been happy to learn several of his new teammates also participated in the lifestyle and joined the club they all frequented.

Kat stirred and moaned but stayed asleep.

The sounds coming from her mouth had him growing hard, and he adjusted himself in his jeans.

What would she do if he woke her by nuzzling her ear .

.. her neck ... her breasts? Would she push his hand away as he cupped her mound and flexed his fingertips into her core through her pants?

Would she allow him to undress, restrain, eat, and fuck her?

Would she scream when she came for him? Would she beg for more? Would she ...

Fuck , he needed a cold shower. But that would leave her vulnerable.

He’d have to find another way to tame his raging hard-on until Jake returned to keep watch.

Grabbing a Men’s Fitness magazine from his duffel, he moved to his bed and sat with a pillow between his back and the wall while crossing his ankles.

He covered his erection with another pillow and flipped through the pages until he found an interesting article.

A few minutes later, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye and turned his head to find Kat staring at him. Her sleepy expression made him smile. “ Feel better?”

She stretched her arms and back, and he bit his tongue as the actions thrust her chest toward him. “ Yeah , I needed that.”

Snorting , he tore his eyes away from her breasts and focused on the magazine in front of him. But he couldn’t concentrate on any words at the moment. “ I’m sure you did. Jake went to check a few things out. Are you hungry? I’ll have him pick up a pizza or something on his way back.”

Throwing the sheets off her hips and legs, she stood and walked toward the bathroom. “ I don’t know what it is about being around you guys, but I’m hungrier now than I’ve been in months. Pizza sounds good, and maybe a salad?”

“... I’m hungrier now than I’ve been in months.”

Baby , you have no idea ... I haven’t been this hungry in years. And I’m not hungry for food.

“ Yeah , sure, I’ll let him know.”

“ I’m going to grab a quick shower to wake up.”

“ Mm -hmm. ’ Kay .”

The door closed behind her, and Boomer clutched the pillow in his lap, pumping his hips a few times in frustration.

It’d taken everything in him not to reach out, pull her down on top of him, and ravage her.

Now , all he had to do was not think about her getting undressed and lathering her naked body.

Fuck —easier said than done .

When Jake returned and took over the watch, Boomer would jump into the shower and give himself some relief. Picking up his phone, he typed a quick text to his teammate and then tossed it back on the nightstand.

The bathroom door opened a few inches, and Kat stuck her head out. “ Benny , I should’ve brought my bag in with me. Can you hand it to me, please?”

Shit , was she kidding?

If he walked over to her, there would be no way she would miss his rigid shaft bulging through his jeans. And why couldn’t she come out and get it herself? A light bulb went off in his head ... she’d started getting undressed. Ah , hell . Now , he was hard and throbbing.

She was patiently staring at him. Fuck !

He didn’t have much choice. Biting his lip, he threw caution to the wind, along with the pillow, and stood.

He grabbed her bag and strode to the bathroom door, hoping she wouldn’t look at his crotch.

And , of course, the moment he had the thought, her eyes flickered downward, and her cheeks bloomed as she spotted his package.

Boomer’s eyes traveled up her bare arm as she reached for the bag.

There was nothing but pure ivory skin on her shoulder, and he caught a peek of the white towel she used to cover herself.

Before he could say or do anything, she shyly looked away and closed the door with a muttered thanks.

Bracing his arms on the door jamb, he let his head drop forward.

A few seconds passed before he realized he hadn’t heard the lock engage.

Was that an invitation?

He reached for the doorknob and hesitated. If he were wrong, he’d screw up everything. He still didn’t know if she had a boyfriend back in Portland , which was the first thing he needed to address. Sighing , he left the doorknob alone and ran his hand through his hair instead.

First things first, ass-hat. Get her out of danger, then you can start thinking with your dick again.

Plopping back down on his bed, he grabbed his phone again when a text message chimed. It was from Georgia Branneth .

Georgia

Hi , Master Ben . I was hoping we could negotiate a scene tonight. Please let me know. g.

Boomer stared at the message. He’d hooked up with the submissive several times over the past few months but had made it clear what they had together stayed at the club, and she was good with it.

The short, raven-haired cutie was a recently divorced high-school teacher who had no desire to jump into another relationship.

She was sweet, fun, and an incredible fuck.

In addition to teaching, she was also a gymnastics coach and was exceptionally limber, which made for interesting sexual acrobatics.

And less than twenty-four hours ago, he would’ve been fantasizing about some new positions.

But now, in his brain, Kat had replaced the women in every one of his fantasies.

Shit , he was a goner. And now he had to find a way back into her heart because he didn’t think either one of them would settle for anything less.

Sorry g. Out of town.

Georgia

:( K . Next time.

Boomer sighed. There might not be a next time, but he wouldn’t tell the sub that in a text.

And he definitely wouldn’t say anything until he was sure Kat was single and on the same page as him.

The room was silent, and he could hear the shower running.

Damn it . He would never get rid of his erection if he kept thinking about Kat lathering herself under the spray of warm water.

Grabbing the TV remote, he hit the power and then the volume buttons.

By the time Kat opened the door and exited the bathroom, he had his cock back under control, and he willed it to stay that way.

She’d changed into a pair of gray sweatpants and a black T -shirt with the logo for J & E International K9 over her left breast. Her feet were bare, and he wondered if she would be opposed to another foot massage.

His cock twitched, and he shoved the thought from his brain.

If Jake didn’t get here soon, Boomer would have a serious case of blue balls.

For fuck’s sake, he couldn’t even look at her feet without getting aroused. How screwed up was that?

He heard two, then three knocks on Jake’s door before it swung open, and his teammate walked into the other room. Striding through the go-between door, he carried in a large pizza box and several bags. Thank God .

Boomer jumped up, grabbed his duffel, and headed to the bathroom. He passed a curious-looking Kat . “ Start without me. I’m taking a quick shower.”

“ Okay . But you better hurry. Otherwise , I might eat yours.”

Boomer shut the door a little harder than he should have.

“ Okay ... I might eat yours.”

His mind was racing. Jesus H . Christ , ass-hat. Get your fucking mind out of the gutter. Not everything out of her mouth is an innuendo. Get in the shower, fire off your rifle, and keep it under control.