Assignment: Deadline on Love

Hawt Men In and Out of Uniform 3

by Honor James

Published by Siren Publishing

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Her life is being turned upside down by a stalker. But Piper Davis
isn’t the sort to sit around feeling sorry for herself. While the police
don’t seem able to do anything, or perhaps they are unwilling, she
knows that she can’t ignore what’s going on. Which is where a supremely
sexy former service man comes into the picture.
Aeron Cutter is used to thinking by the seat of his pants. Piper
Davis definitely threw him for a loop, though. Gorgeous, smart, and
quick on her feet, he knows he’ll have his hands full with her. But when
he realizes she’s what he’s been missing in his life since coming home,
he’ll do anything and everything necessary to keep her safe.
Knowing she can rely on Aeron to keep her safe helps put Piper’s
mind at ease. The realization of who’s behind the attacks on Piper will
test them both, putting a deadline on their love.


She saw the General moving and talking to the
man and Gigi and then a couple of men near them. She took another sip of her
ginger ale and nearly choked when they all turned their gazes her way. Not
good. Crapballs. The laser focus on their faces, the intensity. Oh, boy, she
was in so much trouble.
“Uncle Fletch.” She got off of her stool and
hugged Gigi. “Gigi. I thought we talked about this whole wedding thing.
Remember there were supposed to be horse-drawn carriages and birds holding your
train and stuff?”
Gigi laughed. “We were five and watching
Cinderella. I think that we have both grown up.”
“Yeah, look at you and your believing in love again.”
Piper smiled and looked to Michael. “You be good to her. If not, you will never
see me coming.”
Gigi gave Piper another hug and pulled back.
“He’s taught me to love. That’s huge. He wouldn’t hurt me and you know it. Now
come on. Daddy said that you needed a chat?”
Glaring at General Fletcher, Piper linked her
arm with Gigi’s and nodded. “Yeah, I do. Where are we off to?” she asked the
men in general.
“There’s a conference room that’s currently
empty on the second floor,” the General said. “I’ve arranged for us to use the
space for the next little while. They’re even putting some nonalcoholic drinks
up there for us to partake of. So, up the escalators by the check-in desk, and
then to the left.”
She was thankful that the General remembered
that she didn’t drink. With Gigi at her side and the men loosely around them,
they took the escalators up to the second floor. Once they were settled into
the room, she frowned and watched as the men set up little tripods. “What are
those?” she questioned.
“Sound dampeners,” the General said. “It’ll
ensure that no one can overhear our discussion.” He moved to close and lock the
doors. He then went around the room checking the other doors and pulling all
the blinds on the windows.
“Okay.” She didn’t think that anyone would want
to overhear what she had to say, right? Once the General nodded to her to
begin, she started. She began to tell her story just as she had told the
General. She watched as he passed out the notes that had been sent to her along
with the images of the dead flowers and other gifts that had been left for her.
Finally there was the image of the blade over her heart, her father’s Silver
Star, and the hair that had been cut from her head. “So, that’s it,” she
whispered and leaned back. She felt bereft. She felt as if her soul had been
laid open from the discussion.
All the information had gone around the room,
but now it was sitting in front of only one of the guys. The others were all
leaning back in their chairs, watching, and waiting. He was a big guy, dirty
blond hair and dark blue eyes that were focused on the letters and picture laid
on the table.
“Well?” the General finally prompted.
The big guy looked up to the man and shrugged.
“It’s not going to be easy. The guy seems careful, even with his overblown
fixation. The date, though, speaks of a plan. Which means he’s watching her,
cataloguing her movements, and has this narrowed down to a specific point. To
pick a date like that means either he knows exactly where she’s going to be, or
has a way to get her where he wants her.”
“If he’s watching her, then throwing anyone new
into the mix may spook him,” Michael said. “Which could lead to one of two
things, he accelerates his plan, or he takes out the new addition to ensure
success to the plan.”
“Yeah, but if he does that then the cops will
get involved,” someone else said. “Damn glad it’s you taking this one, Cutter.
I think I prefer targets I can see coming.”
Piper looked at the man who Gigi’s fiancé
called Cutter. “So I take it that you will be my new barback or bouncer or
something?” She didn’t really need help, but from what the General had told
her, she would need to ensure that there was an opening so that it didn’t look
too suspicious to bring him in. Thankfully one of the guys that worked for her
was due an assload of vacation and he was more than ready to take it since he
had gotten engaged and found out he was going to be a dad soon as well.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said. Blue eyes met hers for a
moment before he went back to the items in front of him. He kept moving them
around, shifting their positions, and then making small adjustments while he
frowned. “Basically, whatever you need done I’ll be in that spot for however
long it takes to find this guy. I’ll also be sitting on your home, with Yoshi,
of course,” he said. He indicated another of the men who definitely had a bit
of an Asian ancestry in his blood. “He’ll be our eyes when I’m sleeping,
otherwise I’ll be on your six at all times. He’ll remain hidden unless needed,
so the only person new in your life this guy may spot will be me.”
“Which means we need a cover story for Cutter,”
the General said. “It has to be simple, and as realistic as possible. It will
be up to you and him to figure that out,” he told Piper.
Piper looked at Blue Eyes and shrugged. “Well,
I don’t know. How are you for boyfriend material?” She was teasing, but there
was just something about his laughing blue eyes that had her saying whatever
came to mind at the moment it came to mind and there it was, she was asking the
guy to be her boyfriend.
Piper put her hands against Cutter’s head and
pulled him closer. She wanted and needed this and knew it. When she pulled
back, she felt hot and needy. “I need, god, I need you right now.” She lifted a
leg and wrapped it around his lower leg. “Stay with me?” she asked with
uncertainty in her voice.
“Hey,” he breathed. “Piper, all you ever have
to do is ask, sweetheart.” Sliding his arms around her, Cutter pulled her in close
for a hug. When she began to relax a little, he slid his hands down to cup her
ass and lifted her up into his arms, stepping in to pin her with his pelvis.
“What do you want, sweetheart? Anything at all, as long as you don’t ask for
the moon. I’m still a little unsure of how to go about getting that.”
“How about just you in my bed with me? I
wouldn’t ask for anything as unattainable as the moon. Just for you to be with
me for as long as I can keep you.” She leaned in, her legs wrapped tightly
around his waist now, and squeezed. “I just need you. Naked, preferably.”
“Agreed,” he said. Leaning away from the wall,
he carried her toward her room, seemingly with very little effort. “I will need
to grab my bag, though, it’s got all sorts of goodies like condoms in it
because a Marine is always prepared for whatever might arise. Though I only
have a couple so we may need to get a little extra creative tonight.”
“More than two would be needed?” She had never
heard of anyone being able to come more than once in a night. “Wow.” She rubbed
her pants-covered pussy against the front of his slacks and felt the rise of
his cock as she did so. “Damn, you are teaching me a lot. I can’t wait to see
just how creative that we will be together.”
“Yes, more than two would be needed,” he said.
Settling her down on the bed, he laid her out before straightening. “Do not
move an inch,” he told her. “I mean it. You can scratch your nose, get a little
more comfortable, but nothing more. I’ll know.” With that, he spun on a heel
and disappeared from her room.
Piper watched him leave and she bit her lower
lip. Never before had anyone told her what to do, and she found she liked it. A
lot. Remaining on the bed, she pulled her shirt and bra off and tossed it away,
only to then wiggle out of her jeans. She hadn’t moved from where she had been
placed, but she did, however, open her thighs wide and ran her fingers over her
waxed mound, waiting for him to return. “Hurry up, Cutter, or I’m starting
without you.” Damn, she wished she knew his first name. She felt more than a
little like a slut, but it felt so right and so natural to be with him, too.
He walked back in, his gaze raking over her
until he met her gaze. “Spread your thighs, heels up on the bed, and expose
that sweet pussy of yours. You can definitely start, sweetheart. Just know that
I intend to watch while you toy with your pretty pussy. Show me,” he demanded.
He dropped the bag, his eyes never leaving her as he crouched and began to dig
through it.
Piper began to run her fingers over the folds
of her pussy, the slickness of her juice making it easier to slide her fingers
over and over. She ran her thumb over the hood of her clit, her eyes closing
slightly as she lifted her butt slightly and rubbed just a little harder.
“Cutter,” she whispered and then opened her eyes to look at him. “What’s your
first name?” She once again began to slip her fingers over her folds, dipping
one finger into her pussy and letting out a breath of pure pleasure when she
did so.
“Eyes on me, Piper,” he said in a sharp tone.
She felt his hands on her knees, pressing her legs open wider before he moved
her feet slightly. “It’s Aeron, sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me at all times,
I want to see you as you pleasure yourself, it’s the best way to know what a
woman likes, after all.”
Her eyes were on his. She watched him carefully
and moaned. Once again, she dipped a finger to the second knuckle into her
weeping pussy and let out a breathy sigh. “Aeron.” She loved the way that his
name sounded in her mind and coming off of her lips. “Please.” She also was
enjoying him telling her what to do, something she didn’t think she would, but
she did. A lot.
“Slide a second finger in there, Piper. Pump
them in nice and slow. Make sure you go in deep, rubbing at that sweet spot you
have each and every time. That’s it, baby. God, you are so fucking wet,” he
said, letting out a low growl. Licking his lips, he stepped back, his hands
trailing off her knees, and began to strip as he split his focus between her
face and what her hand was doing. “Play with your pink and needy nipples,
Piper. Pinch and pluck at those tight little buds.”
She lifted her hand and began to tug and plump
her nipples while sliding her other hand against her clit with the heel of her
hand and pumped her fingers in and out of her body as she did so. “Aeron.” She
watched him as he stripped and began to pant, toying with her body as she did
“That’s good, sweetheart. Just like that,” he
encouraged her. Dropping his pants, he bent for a moment before straightening
and walking to the bed. He tossed something onto her nightstand and something
else on her belly. A quick glance showed a condom resting just above her belly
button. His hand on his cock, stroking up and down, brought her attention right
back to him.
Her mouth began to water as she watched his
hand stroking up and down his thick, long cock. “I want to taste you.” She
whimpered, her fingers moving faster and pinching harder. She was working her
way to her own orgasm but needed to taste him as well. “Aeron, let me?” she
begged in need, hunger and desire.
“Only if I get to taste you as well,” he said.
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