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CHAPTER 1
J-BAD – 3x20
Mandy's POV
There she was, sitting on her single bed, sideways, thinking about another name added to her list. Her list of dead assets, fallen friends, people that she had grown close to and because of that, ceased to exist. Some of their bodies would never even be found.
True, it wasn't totally her fault that hey were killed, it was war. But it was very much her fault that those people were dragged to war.
Mandy was very good at her job, and she did it for a higher purpose, but just because of that, was it really fair that she had to carry that much pressure, responsibility for other people's lives, all alone? For the lives of her assets, her colleagues, Bravo Team, all of that besides taking care of herself?
She never thought of that – war has always been unfair to her. She wasn't a victim, she hated when someone pity her; but she was being used by the CIA and these wars for twenty years. She was starting to feel she had to start living in her own terms, for her mental and physical health, if not for her soul, if she still had any. Because war has already transformed her.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a double knock on her door. She knew she had been dissecting her list for hours, and she was hungry, so she thought maybe Davis or Jason were coming by to see if she wanted to grab a bite to eat at the cafeteria, for dinner.
Still pensive, she opened the door, and Jason was there, stern face, and held the door open. Her immediate thought was that something happened. He looked angry; she wasn't sure.
"You okay?", she tried to sound caring, and the second she said those words she began to sense a very different energy coming from Jason. He was not angry at all. He seemed serious, yes, but he looked like a focused man, on a mission. He wasn't blinking.
He started climbing the steps, answering in the meantime "I'm good". He was lying, she noticed but she didn't care, because he didn't stop climbing the stairs, he kept coming close to her, blocking the light from the patio outside with his huge frame, and she could see that his eyes were black and not brown, pupils dilated. He stopped for a second, and she grasped the air and almost felt her own pupils dilating.
As if he barely waited for some sign from her, or maybe just risking it, Jason kissed her, pushed her, hard but gently at the same time, until they stopped at the narrow wall beside the bathroom door. When he advanced she just closed her eyes and trusted him, feeling when he put his hand on the wall so it didn't hurt her head.
It felt so good. His kiss was hot and confident, and the unexpectancy of it made it even better. He kissed her with closed lips but both of them immediately open their lips and touched tongues. She felt his beard scratching her face, she could feel his entire face, actually, almost suffocating her at the beginning.
When her back touched the wall, she could balance herself and finally could graze his face, beard and hair with her hands and fingers, while she felt his hands on her back, moving fast towards her legs, but when she thought he would touch her body even more, he gently pulled her hair and leaned on the wall, with both hands and forearms against the wall, still kissing her, but enclosing her. She felt like he didn't want to cross any lines she wasn't willing to, but that he also didn't want to let her escape.
Finally she could gather her thoughts and feel his whole body against her, his frame was amazingly big, especially with that puffy jacket, and she wasn't sure but it seemed like something was starting to get hard and press against her belly in a very, very good way. He was getting very excited very fast, and so was she.
She started thinking, why the hell was he there? Not complaining, but why the sudden kiss? Is it because he felt sorry for her from what she said before, that she didn't like the person that she became? Maybe he took advantage of that and wanted to show up as a good friend – with benefits – trying to make her forget her guilt? Oh God, please let it not be because he pity her.
But she couldn't imagine Jason taking advantage of her like that. He was a good friend for her, one of the only ones she had. He understood her in so many ways. She liked him, very much, too much to be honest, and for so long. But to her, he was like the high school amazing popular guy, that she had a crush on, but thought that would never get, at least not in the way she wanted him too. Not all in.
Some other days, she noticed him staring at her, or showing signs of jealousy, and it made her feel amazing and empowered, but she didn't think he liked her as much as she liked him. For many years they've known each other, he was married to woman he loved, and she never made any moves, because she thought Alana was really nice and a great wife for him, and Mandy wasn't that kind of person who would hit on a married man. Neither he was the kind of guy who would cheat, and she wouldn't even like him if he was.
While all these thoughts rushed through her head, she concluded that even if it was just sex, no strings attached, no romantic future, she wanted it. Because then maybe she could just forget about him and move on. Or not. But at least she could have a taste of what was like, even if for once. That's when she felt herself twitching with excitement and let a little sound escape from her mouth, inadvertently, 'gah', something between a moan and a gasp, and to be honest, even Mandy noticed that it sounded very sexy.
Immediately after her gasp/moan, Jason slowed down and stopped kissing her, breathing heavily in her face, and kept his forehead touching hers, while his hands and forearms remained touching the wall, on both sides of her.
She couldn't see his eyes because his face was too close, and she understood that he was giving her the time to make a move, to let him know if she wanted to go on or just stop at that kiss. It caught her off guard, because she thought he would just ravage her against the wall; and still, she didn't even mind.
But now, she wanted to make sure that he wasn't just doing it for her, or maybe because he missed Natalie, or felt lonely, or whatever; she needed to know if he at least wanted her. So she gently cup his bearded cheeks on her hands – she was really loving his beard, it was softer than she thought – and moved his face a few inches away from hers, and when he kept looking at her lips, she caressed his cheeks with her thumbs. When he looked up and she could look into his eyes, she saw that yes, YES, he wanted her, his pupils were so dilated that his eyes went from brown to black in an instant and he hold his breath.
He blinked his eyes once and she just practically shoved her face into his, getting to the tip of her toes to reach his mouth, feeling his hair on her hands, while his hands came out of the walls directly to her waist, pressing her firmly against him. He moved his hands up and touched her ribs and one of his thumbs touched under one of her breasts; she wasn't wearing any bra and she felt his surprise and hesitancy. Just to confirm that she wanted him to continue, she stopped kissing him only to grab the hem of her t-shirt and take it off in one quick motion, standing with her torso bare in front of him and leaning her back against the wall.
She was usually quite demure about her body, one of the reasons she usually wore large clothes, but now she felt very empowered while he looked at her, mouth slightly open, his eyes staring at her breasts for a few seconds, but it felt longer, until he grabbed her waist in his hands, kissing her lips and then her cheeks, neck, collarbone, his big hands then squeezed her ass so hard that it hurt a little, she couldn't help it but moan while this huge alpha male guy was showing very explicit signs that he was liking her body, a lot.
She kept her hands in his hair while his lips touched her left breast, he started kissing her nipple and she then remembered, Jason is kissing and licking my nipple. "God", she let the word escape, almost a whisper, but he heard it loud and clear and immediately she felt him grinning against her nipple. While he licked her breast again, she noticed his hands were unbuttoning and unzipping her pants, pulling them down while his lips came down from her breast to her left leg, kissing her skin from her waist to her knee.
She looked down when she noticed he was on one knee, grabbing her legs, and when his lips stopping kissing her legs he glanced at her, very serious again, and she felt dizzy and put her hands against the wall, while kicking slowly her jeans off of her feet. She closed her eyes while he kissed her belly, right breast – stopping there to lick and suck her right nipple; and his hand grabbed her ass again, now without any clothes, just her black panties on. Thank God she was wearing some good panties, she thought, they were basic, but new and small.
Jason kissed and bit her collarbone and neck, she could hear his breath getting uneven, then she open her eyes when heard him opening the button of his jeans. My God, he was going to fuck her against that narrow wall, she thought. He was definitely ready for action, but she didn't even feel his body yet, she barely touched his face, no way she was going to let that happen.
Almost angry, she put her hands on his, stopping him from unbuttoning his jeans and moving his hands to her waist, and she didn't even see his reaction as she kissed him on the lips and then on his neck, while unzipping his jacket very fast and taking it off his shoulders. He shook his arms a little and threw his jacket to the floor, but still anxious to feel his skin against hers, she grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up and off his head, throwing it to the floor as well.
She analyzed his naked torso, taking it all in, those broad shoulders, a few scars apparent even under that dim light, and she remembered how much heavy gear he had to carry on his torso almost every day, sometimes for hours, and that should be exhausting and painful. And yet, how he looked amazingly big standing at her cabin's door only a few hours ago, volunteering to escort and protect her when she visited Samin's widow. And while Mandy analyzed, her fingers very, very softly touched his chest, his nipples, his abdomen, his shoulders and arms, he was so well built, strong but not too muscular, his skin was hot, and she needed more contact with that skin.
She noticed him looking and her, looking breathless, tall and kind of like a shy guy who didn't know exactly what to do next, with his hands on his side, his jeans unbuttoned but with his zipper still closed, and then she saw that bulge inside his jeans and sighed. What a great night.
Feeling a rush of lust, power and confidence, after all it's probably a one night stand, let me enjoy this, she bit his neck and pushed him, directing him to her small bed; when his legs reached her bed and he sat on it, the wood cracking a little, she made him lay on the bed and started kissing him on the neck, collarbone, shoulders, chest, all the way down to his abdomen, he tasted like salt, sand and cotton, but smelled amazing; and without asking for any permission, she bluntly unzipped his jeans and starting taking them off, while he slightly raised his body to help her take off his pants. He still had his boots on, for fuck sake Jason, there she was only in her panties, almost on her knees on the floor, having to undress him like a drunk husband. She threw his boots to the floor, took his socks, then she came back to him, he was watching her and still looking like a lost teenager, wearing his white boxer briefs, very american, she thought.
Still felling confident, she rose on top of him, straddled right above his bulge, her knees on the bed around his waist, both of them still with their underwear on. She kissed him on the lips, very passionately, massaging her tongue against his, keeping her hands on both sides of his face, feeling that beard once again. While she kissed him, she began moving her hips slightly, rubbing his bulge against her entrance, only their underwear between them, and heard him make a delicious sound, a very deep moan, and she couldn't help but grin against his lips.
He grabbed her waist, then her buttocks, and pressed his fingers on her skin, then slowly moved his hands to her breasts, cupping them and gently squeezing them, then rubbing his thumbs on her nipples. In response, she pressed her core harder against his bulge and rubbed it twice, then suddenly she could swear she felt him shiver, then he pulled his lips apart from hers and, looking at her with a serious face, he whispered "Mandy", exhaling.
She just stood there, almost naked holding his face, Oh God is he having second thoughts? Please don't stop.
But for her surprise, he hold her waist again and, as if she was made of feather, he raised her from him, put her on the side of the bed, against the wall, while he sat on the bed. Then, with a smooth movement, without any effort, he grabbed her waist again, slid her and laid her with her back against the bed, and hovered above her, kissing her again on her lips and her neck, passionately but this time also with tenderness, she felt.
She moved her hands to his back, feeling his muscles, and parted her legs, bending her knees, while he was holding his weight with his elbows on the narrow bed, his chest grazing her breasts. She was feeling too much at once, his smell, his beard, his broad chest, his warm skin, so when he started kissing and licking her neck, she thought she would explode, so she put her hands on his boxers, pushing it down just a little bit, and felt him grinning against her skin.
He sat on his knees, looking at her between her legs, then he lowered his eyes to her panties and, slowly and almost reverently, started to pull them off, while looking at her entrance, making her want to close her legs but she didn't, and when he took them off her feet, he pressed it on his hand and probably noticed how wet it was, because he threw it to the floor and looked and her with a dangerous face.
He stood up and took his own boxers off, kicking them on the floor. She knew he probably was big in every aspect, but she noticed his member was not only large but very handsome, she would describe it, and it looked painfully hard. He hovered on top of her, his face directly on her face, looking at her with hunger.
All of a sudden, his face was alarmed and Jason blinked a few times, distancing his body a little bit from hers. "Wait… Mandy, I…" he said, stuttering.
She knew exactly what he meant. He remembered that they didn't talk about protection. "That's ok" she said in an affectionate voice, "I'm on a pill. And… I trust you." And she did. She hadn't been with anyone, always used condoms and checked regularly for any diseases, just in case, and she knew he would take care of his health in that way too, especially because Navy always made extensive exams on their seal. After all, they invested millions on dollars on their training.
He gave her the cutest shy smile, seeming completely relieved. He stood close to her again and kissed her softly on her lips, then her nose. She wrapped her legs on his back, and put her arms around his shoulders, pushing him a little closer to her, and kissed him back on the lips. She felt the tip of his member on her clit, then on her entrance, then on her clit again, grazing it, and she moaned and whispered, already shivering, "Jason, just…", while she pressed her feet on his lower back, just a little, showing him how much she wanted him inside of her.
Jason gave her a quick but incredibly passionate kiss, while moving his hip and sliding inside of her, slowly; he parted their lips and exhaled, and she heard him say "God", voice trembling, and then he hummed deeply, while she made some sound she didn't even know. She felt his hot and pulsating member inside of her, stretching her, and she had to breathe deeply so she could relax and accommodate his size. She kept her eyes closed while she felt him all the way inside of her, then when he pulled off of her, almost all the way, she opened her eyes and he was slowly pushing inside of her again, and he was looking at her, their eyes met. When he reached all the way, he pulled faster, thrusting inside of her harder and kissing her lips, he kept thrusting, each time faster and harder; she was loving it but felt the need to be even closer to him, so she pressed her feet harder on his back, making Jason gasp and almost lose his balance; so he held his weight on one elbow while his other hand went to her lower back, pushing her core against him.
That's the moment when she felt him thrust deeper into her, touching that perfect spot inside of her while also feeling her clit touch him, making her feel a shock of pleasure, then she gasped and bit his earlobe, making him grunt immediately.
The moment she gasped, she noticed that it was quite loud and anyone could hear it, since the walls were very thin, so she put her mouth on the bottom of his neck to muffle the sounds that she knew she couldn't keep herself from making. She was feeling the walls inside her clenching hard around his member, and when she heard him say "Mandy" again, she just lost it, and lost her breath, and couldn't help but say his name against his neck, muffling it on his skin, but very audible for him.
She was still on the waves of her climax while he kept thrusting inside of her, and when she was finally breathing again, she felt him shiver and thrust hard and deep, reaching his climax, and he muffled his scream on her hair, saying "God", pushing her even closer to him. But his thrust was so deep and fulfilling, his body was so close to her, it reached all of her spots all at once, that she immediately started contracting again around his member, shivering, and there she was gasping for air and closing her eyes firmly for the second time in a matter of seconds.
Moments later, when she opened her eyes again, he was looking at her, still inside of her, his member still twitching a little and still very warm, then she just kissed his lips and cheeks gently and closed her eyes again. She was feeling her legs weak, going numb, and without any energy left on her body.
She felt him slipping from inside of her, then she laid to the side, with her eyes still closed, she put his arms around her. She didn't even care if he thought she was clingy, she just wanted to feel his warmth for a little longer, so she felt him laying behind her, against the wall, both of them barely fitting on the tiny bed. Feeling exhausted, happy and very satisfied, she smiled and slept.
She didn't know exactly how long she was sleeping, but it was still dark, and she felt Jason breathing on her hair, behind her, with his arm thrown over her waist. She felt the urgent need to pee, so slowly she raised his arm, trying not to wake him up, and almost fell off the bed when she moved an inch, but she managed to put her feet on the floor and walked quietly to the bathroom, feeling a bit of pain between her legs, as she passed by the narrow wall where the evening started, smiling. When she left the bathroom, Jason was still sleeping heavily, and she couldn't help but smile again to that sight. Is was a very nice thing to behold, him all scrunched, knees bent, back against the wall, occupying 80% of the bed and pillow, drooling a little bit. She thought he was cute sleeping, a gentle giant, and tried not to disturb him, but when she took her place back against him and put his arm around her waist, and he still didn't wake up, she thought she could take a little more pleasure out of this event. A one night stand doesn't mean it has to be a one time thing, right?, she thought naughtily to herself.
So when she heard him breathe – or almost snore - again, she pretended to be sleeping while moving her hips juuuust a little against him, pressing gently her ass on his member. She noticed his breathing stopped, which meant he was waking up. Then she shivered a little, as if she was dreaming or having a nightmare, and rubbed her whole body against him, moaning a little, pressing her ass a little more than the rest of her body. She felt his head moving and holding her closer, in a protective way that she was not expecting. But she continued her farce, knowing that he would have to go back to his hutch before the sun came, so she shivered a little and moved her body again against him, and again her ass pressed a little harder, and she noticed him quickly getting harder. One of his hands caressed her hair, while the other was holding her still on her belly, squeezing her against him, and then she pretended to wake up and turn her head, behind her, where Jason's lips and beard were already against her ear.
Feeling that he would want a release of his erection in some way, she moved her hips again, now squeezing him against the wall behind him; he gasped and started rubbing his hips against her ass, she could hear and feel him breathe into her hair and neck. He whispered her name, almost a question, and in response she reached his hand and moved it from her belly to the middle of her legs. He quickly reached her clit with two fingers, pressing it, and Mandy shivered to his touch, his fingers were rough but it felt amazing against her sensitive kin. She opened her legs just a little, and reached a hand on his hair, pulling a little, she was loving the feel of his hair; she always wanted to touch it but couldn't, and now she just couldn't keep herself from disheveling that thick mane. He started kissing and biting her neck and moved his other hand under her, reaching for her breast.
She was covered in Jason, he was all over her and touching her body in so many different ways, she started feeling the heat rising and her walls contracting, his fingers on her clit pressing harder and faster, she was feeling breathless and reaching her climax rapidly, when all of a sudden Jason removed his hand from her breast and suddenly pushed his member inside her, not so slowly this time, making her contract even more.
She was so shocked that she only heard herself say "God", between her gasps, he was like an octopus, coming and touching her everywhere, so warm, and his breaths were sounding desperate. Jason pressed her clit even harder, in circles, while thrusting inside her deep and fast, filling her completely and reaching the perfect spot inside of her. She was losing it again, and she heard him whisper in her ear something like 'Come on' or 'come', she didn't know, but he sounded desperate, and she moaned his name as her orgasm came in a powerful way, making her legs tremble; her hand pulled his hair in a not-so-gentle way, and she couldn't breath.
Only two thrusts later, Jason made a deep husky sound, saying what she thought was her name - could have been some other word, she was kind of deaf at that moment. But it sounded great. He came inside of her, again, pressing his fingers on her waist.
Now even more satisfied, she closed her eyes and catch her breath, while she felt Jason's heart still racing and could hear him catching his breath as well. He unexpectedly grunted, "Fuck", moving his leg a little. She thought he knocked it on the wall or something, then started to fall asleep. A few minutes later, however, she noticed him moving on the bed, saying to her "Mandy, I have to go", she only nodded, slightly. She almost fell off the bed with his movement, but he held her firmly around her waist and belly, sliding her without effort to the center of the bed while making his way out of it.
He searched for his underwear on the floor, put it on, then his jeans, t-shirt, jacket and boots, then gently covered Mandy with a blanket that was on a chair close to the bed. From the bed she was looking at him, standing in the middle of her room, his hair disheveled, occupying a lot of space, and said to him, simply, "Bye". She knew he was trying to say the right words, so he wouldn't hurt her, and she showed him that he didn't need to worry. He owed her nothing, she wanted it as much as he did. She knew he couldn't commit to anything right now, and she knew he probably didn't even want anything serious with her, but to be fair she was also a mess, thinking about her future. He hesitated for a second, then said to her "Bye. You should lock the door after. Yeah". Then he opened the door slightly, to check if there was someone close, then went out, closing the door silently behind him. As he recommended, seconds later she got up and locked the door, missing the feel of his beard against her skin already.
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Jason's POV
Jason was tired. But not physically, just mentally. He was worried about everything. About how tense it was when he didn't know how the guys were doing during the op. About how Bravo Team made a great op, despite of everything. How they handled it great in his absence. How Ray was saying that even so, he preferred that Jason kept being Bravo 1. Worried about Mandy, that kept confessing that she felt all the guilt from her past decisions come to surface, and that she didn't know if it was worth it. How Ray was saying that he couldn't balance his family, wife and career if he was Bravo 1.
Then Jason was worried that yes, he could never balance anything in his life, because most of his time, his thoughts and energy were focused on Bravo. The responsibilities were just so many, it was a matter of life and death, and as Mandy said, did he wrongly convince himself that there was no choice in duty? Maybe there was a choice. But he didn't have any control of it now. He ruined his marriage, lost time with his kids and wife, he would never get that back.
And for a war that was going to last forever? Did it ever end? Would he be destined to kill all of the future generations and friends of the terrorists that he already killed in the past?
He zoomed out of Ray's conversation when he said he was going to call Naima. He put his jacket on and went outside, feeling the cold dry air while his brain was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. He watched the guys talking on the patio, laughing, all of them seemed to be feeling at peace, happy. Jason, on the other hand, had all this energy and needed to vent, but he didn't want to vent his worries that night. He just wanted to make it stop.
As in other times, he remembered that he searched for some beautiful woman to spend all of that energy, and make his thoughts stop for just one night. But this time, the only woman he was close to was Mandy. She was his colleague, one of his best friends, to be honest, but also he had a huge crush on her. To be even more honest, he had feelings for her, for years, but since they worked together and, for most of the time, he was married, he never made any big move. Her friendship was also very important to him, so he didn't want to disrespect her. But lately she was the one that he would talk to about his thoughts and emotions, so she knew some secrets that nobody else did.
He also noticed her checking him out sometimes, but he knew that for a woman, thinking that a guy is hot didn't exactly mean that she would just have sex with him. That's what happened, as he bitterly remembers, when he invited her to go on a trip to Rehoboth for a few weeks and she didn't even answer him, simply avoiding the question. That hurt his pride more than he let her notice, which made him get closer to Natalie, but he never stopped having feelings for Mandy. She kept him on his toes, apparently.
Oh my God, he suddenly noticed that all of his whirlwind of thoughts had stopped when he started thinking about Mandy. He wanted to have sex with her, hell yeah, but that was obvious, he felt that a million times before. It's what guys do, they think about sex. But this time he was thinking that maybe, since his life was such a mess, maybe he could be a little bolder, more reckless; think less, act more. He didn't even know what was going to happen the next day, but he knew exactly what he wanted that night. He just hoped that she was willing too. She was feeling sad, after all, so maybe later on, to avoid some awkwardness between them, he could just use the excuse of friends comforting one another. But he definitely needed to go to her that night. Or else he would never have the courage to go after her.
He stopped for a second to gather the courage and then entered the area where the women had their rooms, trying to look careless while approaching Mandy's cabin. He was starting to feel very nervous and not bold at all, but he knocked on her door immediately, so he didn't lose all of his courage. She opened the door seconds later, and he held the door, a harsh move to help him gather the guts. When he looked at her, though, all of the necessary courage came to him, as she was looking kind of sad but very ethereal, and worried about him, so he immediately remembered that if he had the balls, he could have her that night. Even if it was just a kiss, he wanted her badly. And her sadness made the protective instinct he always had towards her kick in; he wanted to make her worries go away as well.
"You okay?" she asked, and he started climbing up the stairs, telling her he was "good", and each step he climbed he felt bigger and more protective of her, as she widened her eyes and seemed smaller and more fragile. He stopped himself at the entrance of her place, to look her in her eyes and see if she would accept his advance; she was so close he could see her freckles, her face bathed by the light from the patio. He saw her pupils dilate and she breathed in just a little, opened her mouth slightly, and it was enough for him to take a chance and kiss her, finally feeling her lips and her whole face against him. He felt a new rush of excitement when she didn't stop him and kissed him back, their tongues almost immediately touching themselves.
He meant to push her just a little so they wouldn't be on the entrance as the door was slammed shut by him, but he ended up using a little too much force and he thought he was knocking her to the floor, but fortunately his hands reached a wall and he could stop her head from banging against it. He knew he seemed too eager, but he couldn't help it and he had his hands around her, touching her smooth hair; then he felt Mandy's hands were on his face, those delicate fingers, so he forced himself to not be an ogre and tried to calm himself for one goddamn second. He put his forearms on the wall around her, still kissing her, tasting her, feeling her hands on his hair, but he couldn't part himself from her body, he was still squeezing her body on that wall and felt his erection already kick in.
She probably felt it too, because she let a little sound escape from her mouth, inadvertently, gah, something between a moan and a gasp, and it was a very sexy sound. Jason felt his member get even harder, and in that moment he realized that maybe she would only let him kiss her.
After all, the odds were against her if somebody found out. Sleeping with a colleague, although it wasn't illegal in their case because she wasn't a Navy, people would definitely judge her. He knew the gossips that circled around the base, the Military was worse than high school on that point, and the guys already made funny expressions when he and Mandy were talking alone in a corner. He also knew that she could feel used, since he ended things with Natalie not that long ago, but Mandy had to know that he wanted her even before he even met Natalie, right? He couldn't make that choice alone, he had to let her decide if she wanted to continue this. If she just wanted a kiss, to feel cared by someone and forget her sorrow for a moment, he would accept and go back to his place, although he had to admit that it would made him feel very… sad, to say the least.
So he slowed down the kiss, moving away from her lips just a little but keeping his forehead against hers, feeling her breathing heavily on his face. Waiting for her next move, and completely out of control about this immediate future, he felt her gently cup his cheeks on her hands, moving his face a few inches away from hers; and Jason could hear his heart breaking because he thought that Mandy was going to tell him to stop, that it was a mistake, but of course in a gentle way, and all he could feel was sorry for himself because he didn't think that it was a mistake at all. But he was prepared to apologize for advancing on her, and he was already praying that it wouldn't hurt their friendship, at least.
All of a sudden, she caressed his face with her thumbs, right under his eyes, and he looked up and she was looking at him with a soft smile, her pupils were so dilated that her emerald eyes seemed black, but YES, she wanted him. He blinked his eyes just to make sure that he was seeing correctly, but his breath escaped immediately when Mandy kissed him passionately, confirming she wanted him very, very much, all of him, and he immediately put his hands on her waist and pushed her core against him.
Her fingers were on his hair, messing it all up, and he was feeling her body bending back from his weight, so he moved his hands up and grabbed her ribs, under her t-shirt, when one of his thumbs touched the lower part of her breast; she wasn't wearing any bra, he didn't know that, and she shivered. He felt too eager again because he didn't even know if she was ready for him to touch her breasts like that, but he definitely wanted to.
So to make her accustomed to his touch, he took his hand from under her t-shirt, to maybe touch her over her clothes for a few minutes, but she stopped kissing him and grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and took it off in one quick motion, standing with her torso bare in front of him and leaning back against the wall. He was caught off guard and Jason felt like a teenager, because he stared at her body like he didn't even know what to do first, but he wanted to appreciate all of it, and her breasts were even more amazing then he thought; they were all natural, the perfect size, and her nipples were already hard, just inviting him to come closer and taste them. He felt so hard looking at her light skin, there was a light on the room, somewhere near, and her skin was the color of moonshine. He felt very romantic, if he wasn't very erect.
He grabbed her small waist with his hands, keeping her still against the wall, and began to taste her, kissing her lips and then her cheeks, neck, collarbone, his hands went naturally down to her ass and squeezed hard. She moaned and reached for his hair, pulling it hard, and he then knew she was liking was he was doing, so he continued with even more enthusiasm.
His lips finally reached for her left breast, he could hear her heart race, as his was racing, and when he started kissing her nipple he thought Oh my, I'm kissing Mandy's nipple. "God", she whispered, and he heard it loud and clear, feeling just happy to be the one giving her so much pleasure. So he gave her breast a few more licks, tasting her nipple and needing to taste more of her.
While he kept his face on her breast, close to her heart so he could hear it racing, he began to unbutton and unzip her pants, as fast as he could, pulling them down and starting to trace the skin of her thigh and leg, so soft and delicate in such a strong and determined woman.
He put his hands on her legs, caressing her, going up while kissing her skin, and when he noticed she had stopped moving her hands on his hair, he glanced at her to see if she was liking any of it, and Mandy was looking right at him, breathing hard, and holding herself against the wall. She only had her panties on and he felt like he was worshiping her from her feet, and he had no problem with that. So he continued his mission, kissing her belly, right breast, eagerly licking and sucking her right nipple, and his hand grabbed her ass, but this time he felt her soft skin on his hand, and it was an amazing feeling.
He kept kissing her body up to her neck, and his erection was just feeling too painful right now, then all of a sudden he noticed he had all of his clothes still on; he needed to feel her body against his skin, so he started taking his clothes off, first opening his jeans to give his erection some space because it was soring.
However, she bluntly put her hands on his, stopping him from unzipping his jeans and moving his hands to her waist, showing him exactly what she wanted, but he felt very lost when she kissed him on hard the lips and then on his neck, while unzipping his jacket very fast and taking it off his shoulders. All of a sudden he understood that she wanted to undress him, and he was loving the attention. He shook his arms a little and threw his jacket to the floor, and immediately she grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up and off his head, throwing it to the floor as well. She seemed very anxious, but so was he, so he didn't mind.
Then she stopped and just stood there, staring at his body, squinting her eyes, and he felt shy and very self-conscious with his hands just falling on both sides, while she was also very naked in front of him. He started to think about contracting his belly or staying in a better posture, but then her fingers very, very softly touched his chest, his nipples, his abdomen, making him shiver and his heart race. While he wanted to grab her firmly, there she was making him lose control by just touching him like a feather. He wasn't used to light touches, he was always in pain, and this felt amazing.
He closed his eyes, taking it all in, then Mandy bit his neck and started directing him to her small bed, so he walked backwards, almost losing balance, until his legs reached her bed and he sat on it. She put her hands on his chest and gently pushed him until he had his back against the bed. He looked at the ceiling, feeling like this was an awesome night already, and she started kissing him all over his body, and each kiss made his member twitch a little with the touch of her soft lips on his skin. All of a sudden she unzipped his jeans and tried to take them off, and he slightly raised his hips to help. He leaned on his elbows while looked at her undress him, taking of his boots,;she looked like a caring wife, almost kneeling to the floor, taking the clothes of her drunk useless husband, except she was almost naked and very sexy while doing it, but he couldn't help but imagine her taking care of him like that, and he smiled.
She glanced at him and his underwear, and suddenly he felt panicked because he didn't remember what he was wearing, but he saw that thank goodness he had the white clean boxers on. Mandy cut off his thoughts as she rose on the bed, straddling him, and the view for him was incredible. She kissed him on the lips, very passionately, then while he was still lazily thinking how he loved to kiss her, she moved her hips oh-so-slightly, rubbing her entrance against his erection. He felt the wetness and warmth of her reaching his underwear and erection, and couldn't help releasing a moan against her lips. He felt her grinning and he almost came right at that moment, which would've been a shame.
In response, he grabbed her ass and then her breasts, he wanted to touch her more and more. She liked that and she pressed her core harder against his member and rubbed it twice, this time his member twitched so much he thought he came. Ok, that was it, he thought. He called her name, as warning her to, please, for fuck sake, stop doing that, even though it felt amazing. He never lost control like this, but she was making unexpected moves and feeling all too familiar at the same time, because he already knew her scent, her expressions, her eyes. He was feeling a lot more timid with Mandy then with any other woman; but when he acted the way he wanted to, she seemed to enjoy it a lot. The truth is, he was overwhelmed with the acknowledge that that night was turning out even better than he imagined, and he didn't want it to end. So he decided to regain control of the situation, or else that night would end before he could even get inside of her.
Jason held her waist and raised her from him, so she couldn't make him come just by touching him, then slid her so her back was against the bed, switching positions. He felt very powerful and in control while she was looking a bit confused, so he reassured her by kissing her hard but slowly, like he was asking her to trust him.
She parted her legs as he lowered himself just a little bit, staying between them, feeling his chest grazing on her nipples. He felt her pulling and pushing his boxers, her face with an anxious expression, and for a moment she felt very cute. He whispered "Yes ma'am", and attending her request, he sat on his knees and there he had an amazing vision of her, her legs slightly open, knees bent, and her face staring at him, asking him to please remove their underwear, stat.
He slowly took of her panties, he knew she would have black ones on, and for the first time he really could look between her legs, seeing that her entrance was glowing and he just wanted to shove his face there, make her come on his mouth; but when he pressed her panties on his hand, he noticed how wet they were, and imagine she was even more wet between her legs, and he just got very impatient to be inside of her, he had no choice but to take the quicker road, or else he wouldn't last.
He stood up, took his boxers off and immediately hovered on top of her, his erection feeling like it would explode, he was aching. He wanted to kiss her but first he needed to make sure she was ok with that, but then again, he had no choice, he wouldn't last not even a minute making her come on his face.
All of a sudden, he remembered that they didn't talk about protection, and he didn't bring any condom with him, so he distanced himself from her a little so he could think straight. But his words came out stuttering, "Wait. Mandy, I…".
She interrupted him, with an affectionate stare, and told him "That's ok. I'm on the pill. And I trust you."
When she said that, he felt all of that painful hunger immediately come back to him. She trusts him. Wow. He always, always, used condoms, except of course when he was married to Alana, because as a Seal they always had to take care of their health, and do frequent check-ups, so he knew he was clean. And yes, he trusted Mandy too, she would never put him at any risk. He noticed that Mandy was so familiar to him that he didn't even thought about condoms, and he wanted to feel her completely around him. He came close to her, kissing her gently on her lips and nose, wanting to take care of her.
So when she wrapped her legs on his back, put her arms around his shoulders and pulled him a little closer to her, he knew she wanted to feel him inside of her too.
He grazed the tip of his member on her clit, feeling it pulsate, then moved it to her entrance, then at her clit again, she was so wet and warm that he was losing control again, he just moved a little trying to concentrate, in that moment she moaned and whispered, already shivering, "Jason, just…", pressing her feet on his lower back. Then he was filled with hunger and couldn't wait any longer, so he gave her a deep kiss, and didn't even need to use his hand to guide his erection, with one move from his hip he was sliding inside of her.
He shivered at first with her wetness but then he felt how tight she was, he almost couldn't get inside of her, he was making his way slowly, feeling her warming embrace. He mumbled something because he was trying not to come, and heard her moaning "God" when he reached her bottom, then he noticed his eyes were closed, to focus, but maybe she was feeling some pain, after all, he felt like he was stretching her completely.
He opened his eyes and looked at her freckled face, he waited for a second inside of her then he pulled off slowly, almost completely, and when he slowly began to push inside of her again, she opened her eyes and her pretty lips curved up on a smile. There she was, his biggest crush, the girl he had known for years, who knew so many of his worries, thoughts and fears, of whom he felt so jealous every time she even mentioned another man, or when another man stared at her, wanting a piece of her; but on that moment she was his, she almost made him lose control until now, but he gained it back. He wanted to show her that he was better than any other idiot she ever met. And he had to do it before he lost control again.
Jason this time pulled faster, and thrust inside of her harder, kissed her lips with his eyes open, he wanted to see her reaction; she closed her eyes but kept smiling, she was loving it. So he kept thrusting, each time faster and harder, but every thrust he thought she was still so fucking tight around him, it was like a vacuum, an eternal pressure on his member. He was already losing his focus, control, and it got worse when she pressed her feet harder on his back, making him almost lose his balance; he desperately held his weight on one elbow, almost smothering her, but he also wanted her close, he wanted to fuck her brains out, turn her inside out, but he didn't want to hurt her, so he put his other hand on her lower back and pushed her core against him. Jason felt like she was touching him everywhere, her breasts pressed on his chest, her legs around him, her arms wrapped on his back, her hair all over his face, with that amazing smell of shampoo and Mandy's unique scent mix together.
Then she moved her hip slightly at the same time that he thrust and he felt he reached her even deeply, if that was possible, then she started twitching and she gasped, very loudly, biting his earlobe, which made him twitch as well and grunt, trying so hard, so hard, to not let go just yet.
He was about to move his hand to touch her clit so she would just come before him, because he couldn't take it any longer, she was biting his neck and making noises that were music to his ears; but then he felt her walls contracting around his member, he called her name, almost begging her to come, and in response she contracted completely, stopped breathing, and while he heard Mandy saying his name, loud and clear, against his neck, it was like he was hugged from her all over his body. She pressed her arms, legs, hips, and clenched around his member, and he could barely move inside of her then.
He moved only a few inches, then she loosened a little bit, the waves of her orgasm still kicking in, he shivered, and with all the strength he had left he thrust one last time, so hard and so deep, reaching a powerful orgasm and coming inside of her, and he knew he was going to be loud, so he muffled a "God" against her hair, shivering, closing his eyes and pressing her hip even closer to him.
As he was still coming inside of her, he felt Mandy contracting hard around him again, and he immediately looked at her face. She was shivering, gasping for air and closing her eyes firmly, and he could watch her come, for the second time in a matter of seconds, and he regretted not watching it the first time, but it was amazing looking at her lose all control.
He stayed inside of her, looking at her blushed and glowing face, looking exhausted, and so was he. He felt an abrupt pain on his elbow and finally decided to slide off of her, while she laid on her side and put his arms around her waist. He was squeezed between the wall and her body, on that single narrow bed, feeling like a teenager, but he also felt big and very protective of her. He just wanted to stay there for a few hours; he was exhausted, he didn't think he could walk right now, and her body felt warm against his. He quickly fell asleep.
He must have been sleeping for a while, he was deep in his sleep, when he noticed some movement in front of him, but he couldn't wake up completely. But then, he woke up with a fuzzy and happy feeling when he felt something rubbing his member. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was and what happened, but then he saw her black shiny hair in front of him, and suddenly felt the need to touch her locks. He glanced at the window and noticed it was still dark, and then, all of a sudden, Mandy shivered a little, as if she was having a nightmare, and pressed her whole body against him, as if she needed protection against something.
She moaned a little and pressed harder against him, making his member twitch. But he was getting worried and remembered all of her concerns and dead assets haunting her, and he moved his head to look at her face, she was still sleeping. She looked cute and ethereal while asleep, as he already knew because he had seen her sleeping many times before, during flights or even when he woke her up in the middle of the night, during deployments, to just talk to her and vent his ideas. He almost giggled at the thought that he called her name to wake up, but he always really wanted to wake her up with a gentle kiss.
He felt the need to hold her even closer against him, protecting her, hoping that she would stop having nightmares, and so her ass was completely pressed against his member, now almost completely hard, and she shivered again, moving her head and hair also, and again he squeezed her against him, but this time also hoping she would wake up to help him deal with his erection. He caressed her hair, and finally she seemed to have woken up. He saw her turning her head and trying to look at his face, and he wanted to make sure she was ok, so he grazed his lips and beard on her ear and cheeks. But not only he wanted to make sure she was ok, he wanted her to be completely awaken so she could help him out. Because he knew she could feel his erection touching her back.
As if she understood him completely, she moved her hips and ass lazily but with clear intentions, pressing him against the cold wall behind his back; he gasped and started rubbing his hips against her ass, placing his face on her neck so he could smell her. But he needed to make sure she was really awake, he wanted her to enjoy it as much as he would, so he called her and in response she reached for his hand that was on her belly, and moved it right to her core, between her legs. Exactly where he was aiming for.
He pressed her clit with two fingers, feeling it pulsate already, and began making circular motions, and Mandy shivered to his touch, opening her legs just a little, giving him more access.
She reached out and pulled his hair as he started kissing and softly biting her neck and moved his other hand under her, reaching for her breast, touching her nipple, while his other fingers kept pressing and making circling motions on her clit, harder and faster. He heard her breathing become uneven and she was just as wet as she was before; he loved how he could tell she was reaching her orgasm fast, gasping for air. He caressed her breast with his right hand one more time and then, needing to feel her clenching around him again, he used that hand to guide his member directly inside of her, deep, and he loved the sensation of her tightness around him, and for his pleasure and surprise, she started contracting around him immediately. She moaned "God", breathless, then he started thrusting inside of her deep and fast, filling her completely, moving his hips so that he could touch her g spot inside, while still pressing and massaging her clit in the same rhythm, and again he was coming to his climax very fast, feeling so much of her all at once. This time he didn't have the stamina and focus from before, he couldn't last much longer, she was contracting in waves and moving her hips back against his, pulling his hair. He almost demanded, in despair, "I want you to come. Please come", and Mandy attended his request, immediately contracting her walls around his member, calling his name, that pressure again all around him. As he felt her legs tremble he held her even closer, then he hadn't even thrust twice inside of her and he also reached a powerful orgasm, just like the first time coming inside of her, grunting her name, because he was just so grateful for her at that moment.
Jason stayed inside of her for a minute, trying to catch his breath, his heart pounding, then he slipped off and put his hand on her chest and felt her heart still racing too. Moments later, Jason moved his right leg, feeling it numb, and suddenly felt a sharp pain, it was cramping, he couldn't help himself but to swear "Fuck" .
Mandy moved in front of him a little, and he thought she was gonna look behind her and laugh at him, but she didn't turn. Maybe she was falling asleep again, but a sense of insecurity came down on him. He was massaging his leg and suddenly felt the morning approaching, and all the responsibilities coming as well, and he knew he had to get to his place before dawn, so she wouldn't be the talk of the camp.
He told her he had to leave, and he wanted to kiss her goodbye, look at her or something, but she didn't even flinch, so he got up from the tiny bed, and the movement pushed her almost off the edge of the bed. He just got to her in time to catch her, sliding her back on the bed. He felt like he was an ogre kicking her off of her own bed, then he felt like an idiot for not even talking to her properly.
So he stood up, started to gather his clothes, while she seemed to be half asleep. When he was fully dressed he covered Mandy with a blanket that was on a chair close to the bed, then looked at her, she was awake and staring back at him, very pensive and mysterious. He wanted to say that the night was amazing, but all the courage he had a few hours ago had just left his heart. He had no balls anymore. The truth is he was afraid that she just wanted a one night stand with him, and would dismiss him if he showed any feelings deeper than that. On the other hand, if she did reciprocate his feelings, he was afraid that he would just disappoint her, as he always did, when things got hard and he needed to focus on Bravo. And then to top it all off, she worked with him. As the night was ending and the dawn was approaching, he felt afraid of everything: of his own feelings, her feelings, other people's comments, the future.
She interrupted his thoughts, handling the situation for him, as the great CIA agent that she is, with amazing social skills, breaking the silence by saying "Bye". She didn't seem angry, or regretting anything, but just Mandy talking to Jason. Although he was haunted with fears, he honestly wasn't feeling not even a bit regretful of the night he had, but he still chose the easier path and just said goodbye back to her. And reminded her - since he was still her protective friend, at least he hoped so - to lock the door, so she wouldn't be caught naked by some random disgusting dude, taking advantage of her.
The thought of that made him shiver, but in a bad way, so he opened the door slightly, making sure there was no one at the patio, especially some creepy dude waiting to attack her. The patio seemed empty, so he left and closed her door, softly, while zipping his jacket up.
He immediately looked down when walked down the steps and saw he forgot to zip his jeans up, and as he did it, a loud sound of the zipper closing could be heard from afar. When Jason looked up again, he noticed two girls that worked as consultants with the CIA getting out of their cabin, which was right beside Mandy's place. They obviously saw from where he was coming, because they giggled a little bit. They knew him and they knew Mandy, and they looked at him as he had just done something immoral. It wasn't the case, of course, but he felt terrible because he knew they would gossip about what they saw to everyone they knew. They were young and reckless, of course they would talk about other people's business like it didn't hurt anyone.
Fuck, Jason just thought to himself, bunch of creeps. Then he kept walking, very fast, until he reached his cabin, where Ray was already asleep. He glanced at himself on the small mirror and noticed how disheveled his hair was, which would absolutely confirm to those girls what happened – as if they would have had any doubt – but then he smiled feeling how much Mandy wanted him, for pulling and disheveling his hair that much. He laid on the bed, still feeling the scent of Mandy's body on his clothes, skin, hands. God, he sniffed his fingers, they still smelled of her wetness. He knew he would dream about her that night, and probably many other nights.
