“Jesus, Jimmy. You sound just like the commander.”
Trey grinned at Jack’s imitation of his brother. “Before we know it, Jimmy will be taking over the team.”
“Nah, that ain’t gonna happen.” Jack shook his head. “The commander isn’t the type to retire. He won’t leave until they force him to, and he’s not that old yet.”
“How old is he anyway?” BB asked.
There was a general blank stare and a few shrugs from the men seated around the table.
“Hell if I know.” Jimmy laughed.
It was obvious the rest of the team had all moved on from tonight’s loss, but Bull couldn’t seem to. He planted his palms on the table and hoisted himself out of his seat. “I’m gonna head out.”
Jimmy’s gaze tracked Bull as he moved toward the back door leading to the parking lot. “You going home?”
“Nah, I think I’ll swing by Lana’s for a little sexual healing.” He forced a smile for Jimmy’s benefit, before his team leader decided to follow him to make sure Bull got home okay.
If the team thought he was on his way to his on-again-off-again girlfriend’s house to get laid, they’d stop worrying about him. Hell, maybe he’d even do it. He made that decision amid the calls of encouragement that followed him out the back door and to where he’d parked in the lot. Heading for Lana’s warm bed instead of his own cold, empty one sounded like a damn good idea about now.
Why not? Hell, hadn’t he held Lana all night long while she cried when her cat was missing? Surely, she’d reciprocate by cheering him up. Sinking into her would go far to get him over tonight’s disastrous loss. That’s what relationships were about, weren’t they? Being there for each other. That, and not having to hook up with a stranger when he wanted some loving.
She didn’t live too far from base. It only took about five minutes to drive there. Before he knew it, he was on her block, but there were no parking spaces in front of her house. He pulled his truck up to the curb a few doors down from Lana’s and turned off the ignition.
He pulled out the key and sat for a second in the dark. It was late and he was beat. He needed a hot shower, some sweaty sex and a good night’s sleep. All three could be gotten at Lana’s house. Hopefully, things would look brighter in the morning. Both mentally and physically tired, Bull rubbed his hands over his face to wake himself up.
Taking a deep breath, he got out of the truck and locked the door behind him. He cut across the lawn, his long strides taking him to her house in no time. He raised his fist, about to knock on the front door when he heard the sound of Lana’s hot-tub jets bubbling away on the back deck.
There was an idea he could get behind, even as tired as he was. A nice soak in the hot tub. Perfect. That’s what he needed.
Imagining how good it would feel to strip naked and slide into the steaming water, he made his way around the house to the back. He pictured peeling off Lana’s bikini and sitting her in his lap. She’d be almost weightless in the water. He could probably guide her up and down his cock with two fingers. That image had him walking faster.
He reached for the bottom of his black T-shirt as he rounded the corner. He was about to pull his shirt over his head when what he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. There were two heads bobbing close together right above the waterline. One of them was definitely male, judging by the buzz cut. They didn’t hear him over the sound of the bubbles. Bull determined that by their matching expressions of complete surprise when they both looked up and saw all six foot four inches of him towering over them.
“Entertaining company, Lana?” He noted his voice sounded strangely calm.
Lana’s eyes opened wide and betrayed her. “Bull. I thought you’d be gone all night at your exercise so I invited a friend over.”
A naked friend apparently. Bull took note of the pair of men’s shorts and underwear at his
Trey grinned at Jack’s imitation of his brother. “Before we know it, Jimmy will be taking over the team.”
“Nah, that ain’t gonna happen.” Jack shook his head. “The commander isn’t the type to retire. He won’t leave until they force him to, and he’s not that old yet.”
“How old is he anyway?” BB asked.
There was a general blank stare and a few shrugs from the men seated around the table.
“Hell if I know.” Jimmy laughed.
It was obvious the rest of the team had all moved on from tonight’s loss, but Bull couldn’t seem to. He planted his palms on the table and hoisted himself out of his seat. “I’m gonna head out.”
Jimmy’s gaze tracked Bull as he moved toward the back door leading to the parking lot. “You going home?”
“Nah, I think I’ll swing by Lana’s for a little sexual healing.” He forced a smile for Jimmy’s benefit, before his team leader decided to follow him to make sure Bull got home okay.
If the team thought he was on his way to his on-again-off-again girlfriend’s house to get laid, they’d stop worrying about him. Hell, maybe he’d even do it. He made that decision amid the calls of encouragement that followed him out the back door and to where he’d parked in the lot. Heading for Lana’s warm bed instead of his own cold, empty one sounded like a damn good idea about now.
Why not? Hell, hadn’t he held Lana all night long while she cried when her cat was missing? Surely, she’d reciprocate by cheering him up. Sinking into her would go far to get him over tonight’s disastrous loss. That’s what relationships were about, weren’t they? Being there for each other. That, and not having to hook up with a stranger when he wanted some loving.
She didn’t live too far from base. It only took about five minutes to drive there. Before he knew it, he was on her block, but there were no parking spaces in front of her house. He pulled his truck up to the curb a few doors down from Lana’s and turned off the ignition.
He pulled out the key and sat for a second in the dark. It was late and he was beat. He needed a hot shower, some sweaty sex and a good night’s sleep. All three could be gotten at Lana’s house. Hopefully, things would look brighter in the morning. Both mentally and physically tired, Bull rubbed his hands over his face to wake himself up.
Taking a deep breath, he got out of the truck and locked the door behind him. He cut across the lawn, his long strides taking him to her house in no time. He raised his fist, about to knock on the front door when he heard the sound of Lana’s hot-tub jets bubbling away on the back deck.
There was an idea he could get behind, even as tired as he was. A nice soak in the hot tub. Perfect. That’s what he needed.
Imagining how good it would feel to strip naked and slide into the steaming water, he made his way around the house to the back. He pictured peeling off Lana’s bikini and sitting her in his lap. She’d be almost weightless in the water. He could probably guide her up and down his cock with two fingers. That image had him walking faster.
He reached for the bottom of his black T-shirt as he rounded the corner. He was about to pull his shirt over his head when what he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. There were two heads bobbing close together right above the waterline. One of them was definitely male, judging by the buzz cut. They didn’t hear him over the sound of the bubbles. Bull determined that by their matching expressions of complete surprise when they both looked up and saw all six foot four inches of him towering over them.
“Entertaining company, Lana?” He noted his voice sounded strangely calm.
Lana’s eyes opened wide and betrayed her. “Bull. I thought you’d be gone all night at your exercise so I invited a friend over.”
A naked friend apparently. Bull took note of the pair of men’s shorts and underwear at his
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