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  Also by Jessika Klide

  Siri’s Heart Book Series

  Hard-Core, #1, The Prequel

  Seary, #2, The Prologue

  Moore, #3, The Beginning

  Wild Thang, #4

  Aurelius, #5

  Ruthless, #6

  Asshole, #7

  Kitten Thang, #8

  Maximus, #9

  Angel Thang, #10

  The Bastard Son of Thor, #11

  Seary’s Finale, #12

  Standalones

  Donut Dilemma

  I Hope You Dance

  SAM, I AM

  Holiday Novellas

  Zane, A Scrooged Christmas

  Seary’s Finale

  #12

  Jessika Klide

  Edited by

  Maria Clark

  Copyright © 2017 Jessika Klide, LLC

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, events and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, named features, artists and bands are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used for reference and without permission. The publication / use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used.

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  May you live a life

  other people only dream of!

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  About the Author

  Everyone has secrets

  Chapter One

  I wake at 4 a.m, stretch and hug my wife close. She squeezes me, then rolls away. I slip out from under the covers, pull them back up around her, then make my way to the bathroom. After I relieve myself, I stand in the doorway and watch her.

  Today is a big day. Today, we take our lives back and return to normal. If we don’t, we’ll be scarred.

  I tiptoe down the stairs, around the staircase, moving fast and efficient to the East Wing. I open the doors and leave them open, pick up the clothes I was wearing and do a quick walkthrough to make sure everything is as it should be. When I come back into the foyer, Siri is leaning against the doorway. Her blonde hair curly and wild. Her arms folded under her breasts and her feet crossed at the ankles. The look on her face stops me in my tracks. It is undeniable love and it is unadulterated beauty!

  "Good morning, Hubby." She says in a sleepy voice.

  "Good morning, Sleepy Thang." I reply as I open my arms and she floats into them. "Why are you up so early?"

  "Why are you?"

  "I left my phone down here." I kiss the top of her head. "Want some coffee?" I ask her. "Or more sleep?"

  "Coffee." I rub her arm, then cinch our hands. We walk slowly back to the main house. She asks. "Why were you naked?"

  "Shock and noise."

  "Huh?" She tilts her head confused and glances up at me.

  I chuckle. "Shock effect. Seeing someone naked has a shock effect."

  She laughs. "I’ll say. I was certainly shocked. I can only think what went through his mind when he saw you butt naked with a knife and a confident grin that said his ass was yours."

  I kiss her hand. "I was going for 'you can kiss your ass goodbye.'

  She chuckles. We walk a little more, then she asks. "Noise?"

  "Clothes make noise."

  "But the music was blasting so loud!"

  "Yeah, but at the time, I wasn’t sure Brutus was going to operate the sound system correctly."

  "What happened to Alfred?"

  "He was offline."

  "You mean Brutus was talking to me at the gate?"

  "Affirmative."

  "Hmm." She waits in the hall as I put my clothes in the laundry room. When I come out, she opens her hand and I give her mine. "I want to thank Stella too." She says as we continue to the kitchen.

  "You’ll like her. She’s unique."

  "I’m glad she’s good."

  I chuckle. "Me too."

  I power my phone on and it begins to ding with all the emails I missed. "Ugh!" I tell her. "Sounds like a busy day catching up."

  She slides onto a barstool and I move to the coffee maker. "I guess Alfred is still offline."

  "Affirmative. I’ll reset him after we eat." I pour the water in, then reach for the coffee filters.

  "I’m not hungry. I just want coffee."

  I eye her and she turns away, staring at nothing. I scoop the coffee and ask. "Do me a favor? Check my email for a message from Bell Helicopters."

  Her eyes light up and she reaches for my phone. I lean back on the counter while the coffee brews and watch her thumb flick the screen as she scans them. Then she grins and holds it out for me to see. "Congratulations. It’s ready!"

  "Want to take it out this morning?"

  "Absofuckinglutely!" Her eyes dance and her body comes alive.

  I push off the counter and open the refrigerator. "I have an idea."

  "What?" She asks as I stick my head in it.

  "A surprise." I grin as I close the door.

  "Oh! I love your surprises!"

  "Run upstairs and get dressed. Wear layers. It’s cool out there right now, but will warm up fast."

  She jumps off the stool and takes off.

  "Hey! You’re forgetting your coffee!"

  "Brb!" She yells back.

  I open the pantry and look around. I know it’s here somewhere. There it is. I take the picnic basket off the top shelf and inspect it, then pack it. I pour us both a big mug of coffee and carry them upstairs to the bedroom. Siri stands studying her clothes. I stand next to her, and hand her, her cup in silence. She looks down, takes it, sips it, then stares back at her clothes, thinking.

  I set my coffee down, walk in, take my clothes and begin to put them on. "Need some help deciding?" I ask as I pull on a pair of boxer briefs.

  She looks at what I’m wearing, sets her coffee down next to mine, then steps in and finds comparable clothes. Over my boxer briefs, I step into a pair of baggy sweatpants, a tank tee that is from Hard Rock Cafe and a sweatshirt that has Deadpool on the front. She decides on yoga shorts under VS angel wings yoga pants, a tank that says, "Hello My Name Is Awesome," and a sweatshirt that has little blue hearts on it.

  "I was just thinking of how I was going to get all my clothes in your closet." She says as she brings them out and lays them on the bed.

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nbsp; "Well, Sweet Thang, we will make room for them." She frowns slightly then continues to dress, leaning her tits over so they fill the cups in the tank top. I walk over and run my hand down her back, and over her ass, cupping her butt cheek. "But, Siri, I don’t see any reason why we would need to move them."

  She looks up. "You don’t?"

  "No." She sits on the bed and listens. I run the back of my hand down the side of her face. "You have an awesome home. I love the infinity aquarium pool. I can so see myself kicked back with a cold brew and watching my very own mermaid, swimming her laps, naked of course."

  She grins, "Of course."

  "We’ll crash in both places." I tip her face up, stretching her beautiful long neck. There is a visible sigh from her. "As a matter of fact, why don’t we stay there until the Alabama crew goes back. It’s closer and much more convenient."

  "No." She smiles and slides her arms around me, then lays her face against my abs. The softness of her hair and the warmth of her skin against mine. Damn. My cock hardens. I stroke her hair. "Round 3 in our little piece of Heaven." Her lips pucker and she kisses the tip of my cock through my briefs. It thumps and she covers it with her hand, then she looks up at me. "Will I see the sunrise from the chopper?"

  "Yes, you will. Finish getting dressed."

  Her grin is all I will ever need to fulfill me. I grin back, then chuckle, realizing that she has made my heart soft and mushy.

  Chapter Two

  Siri:

  "Can I drive?" I ask when we get to the garage.

  "Sure. Which car do you want to take?" Aurei asks.

  "The corvette!" I walk over to it, open the door and slide behind the wheel. He wedges the picnic basket in the back and slides in next to me. I look around for the controls to move the seat up, but I don’t find any.

  I hear him chuckling. "Crank it. It sets automatically."

  "Oh!" I laugh. I start the engine and it practically purrs. "Very nice!" I tell him, then put it in drive. Alfred raises the door for me and I turn out into the night. We are quiet the entire drive to the airport. I can feel Aurei’s eyes occasionally watching me, but I don’t want to fuck anything up, so I concentrate all my attention on the road.

  When we turn into the airport, he gives me directions to drive around to the heliport area. The airport is lit as if it was daylight. I park and we get out. He takes the picnic basket and holds his hand out to me. I bond us together, laying my face on his arm, and rubbing my tits against it. He looks down and gives me that hooded eye smirk and a quick wink. A woman in a flight suit comes out to greet us. She has a distinct limp and Aurei introduces her as Bobbi Everett, "But everyone calls her Easy."

  She’s quick to point out that she isn’t, "Easy, that is. I’m happily married to Andy. Thank you very much. It’s a nickname I got in the army because everything came easy to me." She shakes my hand and nods at Aurei. "His nickname was Hard-Core. Get him to tell you that story sometime." She winks. "You’ll appreciate it." Then she turns to him and tells him. "Your new bird is ready to fly."

  "Thanks!" He tells her and leads us off in the direction of a beautiful, black and blue, new Bell 429WLG Helicopter.

  "Wow!" I tell him. "It’s impressive as hell!"

  He squeezes my hand. "Wait until you see what it will do."

  He puts the basket in, then helps me climb up, straps me down, puts the helmet on me, and snaps a pic with his phone. Then walks around the front to get in. His gorgeous golden hair blows in the wind and my heart melts. When he opens the door, and climbs up, I tell him. "Aurelius." He looks at me as he dons his helmet. "You are my hero."

  His grin splits his face and he pulls the mic down and says. "Sound check."

  I ask him. "Did you hear me?"

  He winks and turns the key. The helicopter blades begin to spin, the body begins to vibrate and the noise would be deafening if not for the helmet. He puts his feet on the pedals, one hand on the collective, the other on the cyclic, then turns to me and asks. "Ready?"

  "I was born ready!"

  "Let’s soar!"

  I giggle as he calls the tower, picks the craft up, then taxis down the runway. I watch him fascinated by this new dimension to his already fucking awesomeness. My eyes are not on the airport or where we are going, they are locked onto him.

  How can it be that one man is so.... fucking awesome?

  My heart melts even more and saturates my soul with love for him. Tears of joy slide down my cheeks and when I sniff them, his eyes dart to access the sound. I giggle. "I’m so fucking happy right now!"

  His beautiful smile lights up his face as he flies us away from Vegas. "You’re missing the light show below." He tells me.

  "I’m not missing anything." I grin at him. We fly east into the darkness and I enjoy the view of my commanding man in his element.

  "You’re not gonna want to miss this light show." He tells me.

  I turn my head to see the first morning rays of the sun breaking the horizon. It’s the most breathtaking sight I have ever seen. When the fireball becomes too bright for the naked eye, he tells me. "Flip your visor down." I do, and look directly into the sun.

  I feel so alive! So happy! So incredibly fortunate!

  "Where are we going?" I ask, suddenly realizing I don’t know.

  "The Grand Canyon, of course."

  "Oh my! Yay!" I giggle again. The remainder of the trip my eyes are glued to the scenery. From Lake Mead to the Hoover Damn to the Grand Canyon, it’s all spectacular! Then he stops and hovers us over the gap between the canyon walls, and we watch the Colorado river flow under us.

  I realize we are sinking slowly and he says. "Time for breakfast."

  He does a hard pedal turn and spins us around. What I see leaves me completely shocked and awed! There is a small ledge halfway down into the crater that we are aiming for. My heart begins to thump so hard, I don’t know if I can keep it inside me or not. "Maximus Aurelius Moore, you are fucking awesome!" I tell him softly as my throat constricts with the force of my heart beating and the breathless state he has put me in. "Wow! Just wow!"

  In the center of the ledge is a blue heart!

  He grins at me. "I thought you would like this."

  "I’m speechless!" I giggle again.

  He sets the bird down gently with skill and I realize what a perfect man he truly is, so I tell him so. "You are perfect! Did you know that?"

  He laughs and rolls his eyes as he takes his helmet off. His halo of hair sways softly as he shakes his head and I realize that’s an unconscious habit he does every time he removes it. He reaches over and flips my visor up then unstraps my helmet and I lift it off. I shake my hair out too, then I giggle because I didn’t mean to, it just feels good to do.

  "Giggly Thang." He laughs and opens his door, gets out and walks to mine. His happy face is the most beautiful thing I have seen and I realize this truth.

  His happy face is all I will ever need.

  He unlatches my door, pulls it open, then unstraps me. I can’t help myself. I launch myself on him. Kissing and sucking and mauling him, tearing at his clothes, ripping at mine. Needing him inside me. Needing him fucking me. Needing him loving me. Needing HIM! NOW!

  He thrusts his hand in my hair and seizes control. His mouth attacks my jugular with a force that will leave a mark for a long time and I don’t fucking care anymore. I offer it to him, knowing he needs me like I need him. He rams me into the aircraft, pins me between his hard body and the hard helicopter. When he comes up for air, he says "strip" with a force that means the fucking is going to be worthy of our love. I grab my shirts and lift them off together, then push my pants off to stand naked before him. He unlatches the doors, inserts his fingers inside the gap, then pulls them apart. His arms bulge and his pecs push out on his shirt. The doors glide on the rails, opening the interior for me to climb inside. I put my hands down on the floor and boost myself in, then crawl to the center. Before I can turn around, he is on me. Naked and needy. Our bodies entwine and we ro
ll over and back, rocking the aircraft. Then he is on top of me, and my moans fill the air with my need for him. He whispers sweet, soft love words as he teases and nibbles my breasts. His kisses feel like little bites of heaven against my fevered flesh. One hand cradles my head against the hard flooring and the other one explores me. Sinking his fingers inside me, twirling and swirling. My many moans become one long one as my orgasms fall one after the other.

  Chapter Three

  When I finally lay crying cleansing tears of emotional release, he inserts his golden rod inside me. He pushes it deep and holds it, then he pulls it slowly out, then he pushes it in deep again, holding and withdrawing slowly, repeating until my hips rise and roll with his rhythm. I stretch my arms out over my head and moan loud and long. His mouth covers mine and his tongue slides between my teeth. I suck him as he fucks me, matching his force until his moans overtake his mouth. When he cums inside me, it is soft and sweet as his breath pants between his teeth. He collapses on me and I cradle my man. Stroking his skin and massaging his flesh, relaxing him until his breath is a slow and even. His dead weight of slumber is heavy on me, but I gladly bear the burden. Snatching my breath in short pants.When he stirs, he rolls us over and I lay on top of him.

  My need to make love to him boldly drives me. I whisper the same love words back to him as I begin to kiss, suck and nibble every inch of his flesh. When I get to his cock, I push it aside bury my face in the soft, sensitive skin of his V, licking and nibbling down between his legs. I push his legs up and expose his taint to my devotion. My mouth is everywhere and his moans are deep and appreciative for my lack of reserve. I hold nothing back with my love. When I suck his balls, one hand teases below and one hand teases above. My tongue rolls around and around, while my fingers touch and probe. His "Ahs" are the most satisfying sound. I love my husband uninhibitedly and when his mind-blowing orgasm begins, his hands are wrapped in my hair and both ends of his cock are stroked to perfection. His grunts are full and deep. When his hands fall limply out of my hair, I lay next to him and draw little hearts and halos on his abs and chest.