Ice (Elite Forces #1)(57)
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That landing was smooth, and we stay inside until the plane rolls into another hanger. The door opens, and the hot air fills the cabin instantly.
“Welcome to Mexico, my friends.” An old man and woman greet us in the building. “But you've got to hurry.” We rush to grab our gear, while he points to an old farm truck with wood as sides for the bed of the truck. We’re surrounded by the stench of shit, but it's nothing new to us.
The old man moves to the driver's seat, and we’re moving again before we have a chance to think. “We have twenty miles until we reach the chopper. We have time there to regroup.” Kaleb makes sure he’s sitting near me this time, and I watch out the side of the truck, looking for any signs of activity around us.
“They're naming you Ice. We’ll use that name throughout the mission. I felt it was fitting enough.” I honestly kind of like it, it's a name I can deal with. I’m surprised they don’t have Queen behind it though. Ice works either way.
“They tried to name Harris Pretty Boy, but I vetoed that. He’ll be Stone.” We don't use names on missions. It’s call names only.
“Got it.”
“I go by Fire on missions.” I can't hold back my laughter.
“Of course you do.”
“I thought you'd like that.”
“Oh, it's very fitting.” Fire and Ice. I’m dying inside. It’s f*cking perfect.
“Fire, you need to kill that f*ckin smile. It's time to be focused on getting that motherf*cker.” Bullet leans in to reel Kaleb in. I hold my smile in. I can't wait to chill with these guys outside of a stressful mission.
The rough ride to the chopper finally ends, and we all pile out and move inside an old house. We’re greeted by a Caucasian man who seems even older than the man who drove us here.
“Okay, everyone, get your asses in your gear and be ready to move in ten. I want to show you the layout of the house he’s hiding in. The truck will drop us close, then the chopper is how we’ll get the f*ck out.” The guys begin taking off their shirts and I follow. This sports bra hides everything I need to hide, but shit if my eyes are working hard to betray me. These guys are all ripped. I could tell they were built, but had no idea how cut they were. This is a different caliber of man than I'm used to being surrounded by in the Army. Harris fits in here more than he ever did with the guys we were around in the Army.
Then they begin to stand in their underwear. Kaleb watches me as I have no issues standing in my panties and bra putting on the gear meant to fit tight and give me an edge up on the enemy. All black, thick enough to keep me from getting hurt as I crawl through whatever shit I'll have to, and fire resistant to top it off. The headgear is the exact same as what we used on our last mission. This transition is easy, but I know he made it that way.
Pulling my boots on, I catch his eyes again and give him a smile, knowing the little stunt I just pulled will have my ass in trouble later, but that's a price I'm willing to pay to watch him squirm a bit. It's a game I'm learning to love.
“Alright, let's go.”
“Fire, I'll lead us off here.” Jackson leans in, and the guys all surround him, so Harris and I follow. “May this day go well, so I can soon feel the swell of my dick going into some *. Because I'm not afraid to lick my way to the top and get me some nice, tight titties. Give me some ass that'll have me begging, and let this day go in the history books as bangin’. It's time to get this motherf*cker, so I can keep my reputation, because I've got some MILFs just waitin’.” The little laughter coming from the group brings a smile to my face as all eyes move to me.
“May this day go well, so I can soon feel a dick filling my sweet *. Because I'm not afraid to lick my way to the tip and get me some nice-tasting liquid. I've got the ass that'll have him beggin’, so let this day go down in the history books as bangin’.... As Mr. Action says.” I clear my throat and pause as I feel the glare from Kaleb igniting me. “It's time to get this motherf*cker, so I can keep my reputation as the Sniper they're all hating.” The guys erupt in hysterical laughter, and I know this won't be the end of the back and forth banter between this group and I. I'm made for this shit. Having so many brothers prepared me for a day like today. I need them to see I'm not all ice. There's a little fire inside there too.
“Alright, alright. We can do this shit back at the compound when we celebrate this mission. Until then… Not another word about * and dick or licking any f*cking thing. I want all focus on this damn mission and getting me home for the time off I need. I think I'm going to need more after that f*cking speech.” I know I’m getting to him and that’s okay, because he’s already f*cking got to me. I get near him and feel his intensity. It doesn’t hurt for him to feel the same.
“Here’s the house. We’re going in at this point, then Ice and Bullet will head to the top of this building. It’s late out and that’s far enough away from the house that you should be clear of their bullshit security spotting you. Bullet knows the entryway, so Ice, just stick close to him. The rest of us will split up and go here… and here.” He points to the opposite sides of the house. From the looks of the map, this house is on the edge of a small village. Thoughts go through my head instantly about the very huge possibility that I’ll run into the same nightmare as I did the last mission. Taking a deep breath, I prepare myself for just that. I have to do what it takes to make sure we all get out of there alive and fully intact.