Chapter 7

Seven

S he whimpered when the head of his cock spread her tight folds around his shaft. Spread so pretty, he couldn't hold back from dipping the tip deeper. "Look at me, Allison. Do you want this? Want me to sink in and feed your pussy every inch of my hungry cock?" He slid out a fraction only to tease them both with the crown.

Please God, don't let her say no.

"God, yes, Lincoln. I want your cock deep inside me."

He strained to keep from plunging into her and possibly hurting her. She was so tight, would be tighter after her orgasm. But he needed inside her—now.

"Look into my eyes. I want you to know who's fucking you. Claiming you."

She moaned eagerly as she obeyed his rough command.

The depths of those pretty blues shifting with pleasure and emotion that sent him reeling. His cock lengthened another fraction as he fed the swollen head into her pussy, stretching her further.

"So pretty and wet ready for me," He whispered feeling in awe of finally having his dick drink from her dripping cunt.

She stretched around him, writhing in his hold. He pushed deeper, spreading her legs open for him. She dug her nails into his ass and dragged him closer, closer, closer, until his balls slapped against her ass.

They shared a primal noise and he started to move. Slow at first but not for long. She wouldn't let him go at his own pace, because she was wild in his arms. Scoring his back with her nails, using her heels on his back to bring him deeper. And kissing him. Holy shit could the woman kiss. That was the most incredible feeling of all—having her scorching tongue in his mouth.

Her skin was cool from the swim, but her heat wrapped around his cock, driving him to the pinnacle far too fast. After this, he'd take his time loving her. Sucking those beautiful pink nipples and then tasting her pussy more.

"Fuck me. Harder, deeper. God, Lincoln." She shook all over, her gaze spearing him to the core.

They moved together faster and God he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer with the way her walls gripped him. Their surrounding blurred in the background and all he could focus on was the way her pussy sucked him deep.

"Baby, you're so perfect. You're going to take all of my if you keep moving like that."

He came hard and fast, the hot spurts leaving him as his heart somehow slipped into her hands.

Then she was coming too, crying his name as her pussy contracted around his length and pulling more and more spurts from him. Milking him like she owned his soul. When he didn't think he could go on, it ended.

He collapsed his large body over her, and she held him, little aftershocks running through her body. He tangled his fingers in her wet hair and kissed her with all the pent-up passion inside him.

She returned it, stroke for stroke.

When he raised his head and looked into her eyes, he knew this was right unlike anything else in his life. She smiled, a secretive little smile that made him think she felt the same way.

He pulled from her slowly, loving the glide of his spent cock against her hot walls.

She rolled with him and splayed herself over his chest. Sand clung to her skin where it had been damp. But after a while, she dried off and he brushed the grains away.

"I like this place," she said against his chest.

"So do I. My friend has a cabin here and we're all welcome anytime we want to use it. The pond has felt more like home to me than anything else these past years I've been enlisted."

She turned her lips against his chest, sending new sparks through him. "Really?"

"Yes." It was on the tip of his tongue to ask if she'd want to share a house here with him, but it was far too soon. He needed to take it slow with Allison even if his head, dick and heart screamed otherwise.

He tugged her closer, warming her with his body so the breeze didn't cool her too much. Her goosebumps might be due to his touch, though. He couldn't keep his hands from wandering all over her naked flesh.

In a second, he was hard again and she was restless.

He gently lay her back into the bed of sand and began kissing down her neck to her breasts. The curved sweet mounds fueled his desire but the rigid peaks made him rock-hard and ready again. He sucked her nipples into his mouth, right then left, drawing harsh gasps from her. Then he kissed down her body to her taut belly.

She wiggled against him, small sounds escaping her. Damn, she sounded hot as hell. If she never let him touch her again, he'd remember her this way always.

No, she belongs with me.

When he nuzzled a path over her bare mound to the seam of her pussy, she cried out. Clutched his head and positioned him right where she wanted him.

With a rumble of a laugh, he parted his lips wide over her pussy, engulfing all of her uncaring of their mixed juices. Sweet heaven hit his senses as their flavors burst on his tongue. Her aroused state had her swollen and as ripe as a peach. He sucked on her pussy, drawing all of her against his lips and tongue.

As he sank his tongue he moaned.

She screamed.

Then he ran his tongue back up through her sensitive folds to her hard nub. When he looked up her body, he was met by her gaze. Solidly pinning him where he was—as if he could ever walk away now. As if she couldn't look away.

Holding her gaze, he sucked her clit and slowly sank two fingers into her pussy. She clamped around his invasion immediately.

"That's it, baby. Milk my fingers and think of my cock buried inside you."

"Mmmmm." She lifted her hips and ground her pussy against his mouth and hand. He could see her coming apart—cheeks red and eyes glazed. Her lips opened on a silent scream as her orgasm struck.

He bent to his feast, eating, licking, nibbling and sucking her pussy until the final waves left her. Then he slid in on the fringes of her fading orgasm.

T he instant Lincoln sank his hard, cum-dripping cock into her pussy something warm and beautiful blossomed inside her. From the start, she'd known there was something different about this soldier, and her body seemed to be confirming her suspicions.

She latched onto him with her arms and legs as he shoved deep and hard. Pushing her up the sand, taking her with the wildness she felt right to the marrow of her bones.

His long, thick cock pushing in and out sent her body through several shudders. Her inner walls clenched around him rhythmically.

His features blazed with want. This was the reason she felt so beautiful and safe in his arms. The way he looked at her was unlike any other.

As he withdrew, he stared deep into her eyes. "Kiss me," she begged.

Bending to claim her lips again, he groaned the second their mouths came together in a hard, claiming kiss. She parted her lips for him and tangled their tongues as she bucked madly against his cock, driving him deeper. Taking him to the root, wanting more, more, more.

When she started to rise, he stiffened. His body was so in sync with hers, she had no idea where he started and she ended. They just simply were.

Small waves lapped on the beach and insects hummed pleasantly. The sun warmed the skin of his back beneath her hands.

And then she was coming in long screaming waves. Her cream drenching his cock. He jerked harder and lifted her all the way off the sand, pulling her pussy right over his cock as he fed her pussy every last drop of cum.

The cords in his neck stood out and his eyes darkened as he shot for what seemed like a solid minute.

When they collapsed together, he rolled slightly to the side to keep from crushing her. After his breathing slowed and she caught her breath, she brushed her lips over his shoulder. "I'm always going to think of this place as ours."

His throat worked, and he turned his warm, claiming gaze on her. There she saw all the things she'd been feeling. How was it possible? Had fate brought them together?

As he tugged her flush against him, she stopped caring about the whys and started wondering about the hows. How were they going to make this work if he was rumored to be heading back to Afghanistan again? Could she live with the fact she wouldn't have him close every day?

"I swear I can hear you thinking, Allison," he rasped quietly against her neck.

"I..." She stopped, feeling she shouldn't ruin the moment. Besides, she was thinking long-term and he hadn't suggested anything like that.

"You can tell me anything, ask me anything, baby. What's on your mind?" He turned her face toward his using his fingers under her chin.

"It was something Ford said."

He stiffened, and not in the good way. Every muscle in his body seemed to go rigid. "What did he say?"

"That they were sending him back to Afghanistan in the next few months. And since you're in the same unit..."

He pushed out a sigh. "He needs to keep his fucking mouth shut."

"Then you weren't going to tell me?"

"I would have told you, just not at this minute when I've just felt you come apart for me in my arms and around my cock several times."

She felt her face grow warm—and her lower parts warmer. But her heart had fallen into her stomach. "So you are going?" she asked quietly.

"We're never certain. They're talking about it, but until a command comes down, we don't know. We could scramble tomorrow or in a year. Until then..."

She met his gaze, seeing uncertainty there too. "What?"

"I want you. This. You and me, Allison. I knew it would be perfect, and I was right. You fit me like a glove in every way. I need you in my life, woman. I don't know how else to say it."

She was silent, ingesting his words and letting them sweep her away on a wind of hope again.

After a minute, he said, "Does it scare you to be with a soldier who might be leaving you soon?"

She nodded, unable to lie.

"But you know there are ways we could stay in touch, right?"

"Of course, Lincoln."

"I'd do everything in my power to keep you remembering me. Starting with this." He swept his hand down her body again, right between her legs. Her pussy was still hot and swollen and needy—and he knew exactly where to stroke her to bring her off quick and hard against the deliciously rough pads of his strong fingers. When she was lying in the wreath of his arms again, he kissed her with so much tenderness that she forgot all about the what-ifs.

"When do you have to be at work?" he asked between kisses.

"O-seven-hundred."

"Then I'll have you standing at the door at six-fifty-nine. I'm not letting you out of my sight for a single minute more than I have to. Besides, I have great stamina."

She laughed. "Oh, and I am guessing you're wanting to test mine?"

"That is an affirmative Nurse Allison."

She laughed again, and he covered her mouth with his, taking all her sounds for himself. Then he probed her clit with his forefinger again, and she forgot all about laughing and more about moaning.