“You are quite the southern gentleman, Mr. Fitzgerald. I wonder if that southern gentleman can go a little crazy tonight in the bedroom?” she said just as he reached up her skirt, running his hands up her thigh and between her wet folds.
“Yep, she’s still ready, and I still got the remote. Want me to take your mind off things while we drive back to the hotel?” Just as the words left his lips, he sent a wave of pulses that shot right to her nub, and she jerked into the seat. “Now just sit there, darlin’, while I play around a bit,” he said with a smile that stretched from ear to ear, shutting the door as he walked around to the driver’s side. Sliding in behind the wheel with the remote in his hand, he looked at Samantha, a smile painted on his face and his eyes devilishly defiant as he held his right hand in the air and pushed the button again. Samantha jumped as the pulses sent waves of pure bliss throughout her body.
Looking over at Raleigh, her eyes sparkled and glazed with need. The bar was not the place she could be loud; inside, she had to stifle her pleasure, but once in the truck, she could scream as much as she wanted. Once she knew she was safe with him, she finally relaxed enough to let out a loud, uncontrollable moan. The pleasure he was giving her at that very moment was almost more than she could stand, and she begged him for release. Raleigh took in every cry of pleasure and grinned like a barnyard rooster.
Chapter 7
Raleigh
The more she begged for release, the more he hesistated pushing the button. He wanted her to beg, of course, but he also wanted her to feel her come, he wanted to feel her as she tightened around him, he wanted to feel her as she milked his cock. Once she came, he was sure to not be far behind. The sensation when she tensed around him was always too much for him to handle, and he couldn’t wait for it to happen. It felt like the trip to the hotel took hours.
Raleigh continued his barrage with the remote and refused to give the control to Samantha. She begged him to let her come, but he refused. “When you come, it’s gonna be in one of two places, either with my face between those lovely legs or with my cock buried deep inside you.”
“Oh really?” she questioned.
“Yep! Now quiet down,” he said as he squeezed the button on the remote again.
“I think you are enjoying yourself a little too much Mr. Fitzgerald,” she replied, barely able to get the words out. “I…I…I think you are gonna pay for this once I am in charge again, mister,” she said as she gripped the handle of the door. “If you don’t stop, baby, I am gonna come. I thought you wanted me to wait,” she gasped.
“Nope. You will come again upstairs, I promise you that, darlin’. Right now, you come when I say you can come,” he said as he continued turning up the speed on the remote.
Sam’s moans got louder, and she wiggled and jerked as she got closer to orgasm. “Baby, please,” she begged. “I am so close now. I want you inside me.”
“Nope!” he quickly replied. “I want you to come right now.” He quickly unrolled the windows as he pulled up to the stoplight. It was one a.m., but also a Friday night in Fayetteville, so there were multiple cars on the roads from soldiers out on the town.
***
Samantha
Samantha was almost horrified as she tried to stifle her moans, but the flood of continual buzzing was getting too much to handle, and she couldn’t take it anymore. When Raleigh leaned over to her, slipping his hand inside her dress and gently squeezing her breast then rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, her orgasm overtook her, and she screamed with pleasure. The occupants of the cars on either side began to whoop and holler as her moans got louder. As soon she called out to Raleigh, he leaned over and kissed her forehead, saying, “How’s that for a start, darlin’?”
By the time Samantha came down off her orgasmic high, they had pulled into the hotel and Raleigh was already holding the door open for Samantha. “Umm, yeah, that was an amazing start to what looks to be one hell of a night in store for both of us,” she said as she took Raleigh’s hand and smoothed her dress with the other. Raleigh pulled Samantha in close, his arm draped down as he caressed the small of her back, guided her into the hotel reception area, and to the elevator. Once in the elevator, he embraced and pulled Samantha close, moved his hands over the back of her neck, then kissed her softly on her lips. As the elevator moved up to their floor, Raleigh pulled back and looked into Samantha’s eyes. “You know I would never do anything to hurt you. To me, Samantha, you are my first, my only, my forever love. I want you to be by my side till the day I die.”
His words shot deep in her soul; no one had ever told her she was their forever let alone their only. As she stood there looking back into his eyes, she knew in her heart that he meant what he said and that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She never imagined she could be as happy as she had been these last few months. He had given her so much already, and for him to give her his heart meant more to her than he knew. They had obstacles, of course, the Army being the biggest, but it also appeared that Raleigh had a crazy ex-girlfriend. What is the story behind her stalking us to the bar? It appeared she would soon find out.
“You in there?” he said.
“Yeah, I am. And I feel the same way,” she answered.
The door to the elevator opened, and Raleigh touched her arm, gently pulling her back to him, kissing her deeply. “Don’t ever forget how I feel about you. No matter what, I will always be here for you, and I will always have your back.”
“Raleigh, I know you do, and I trust you completely. You’re the most honest and honorable man I have ever met. Since the day I met you, I have felt more safe and more loved in the last few months than I ever have my entire life,” she said as she touched his cheek. “Now let’s get out of this elevator and get naked.”
She took off towards the hotel door, and Raleigh quickly gave chase. Catching her as she neared the door, he picked her up and flung her over his shoulder. “You can’t get away that easy, missy,” Raleigh said as he slapped her butt then tickled her as she lay over his arm, wiggling and almost falling off while Raleigh struggled to dig the keycard out of his pocket and slide it into the door.
When the door beeped, he flung it open with his foot and walked the few feet to the king-size bed, tossing Samantha onto it then sliding up her body. He was soon looking into her eyes and propped up on his hands. He leaned in and kissed her again. “I do love the way you look when you’re lying under me. You look even better when you’re bent down in front of me with that amazing ass of yours propped up so I can slide right in.”
She smiled and then got right to the business at hand. “You, my dear, Raleigh promised me an explanation. So before you get dessert, you need to explain all about what’s her name.” Rising up on her elbows, she looked at him. “I am all ears, darlin’!” she said as she turned to the side and waited for him to position himself next to her.
Raleigh rolled off and onto his side, propping his hand under his head facing her. “There really isn’t too much to tell, Sammie. She is my ex-girlfriend. She and I lived together about six months before I deployed to Afghanistan, the same deployment that took me on the mission to rescue you. While I was gone, she moved a couple of guys into our apartment and had other, let’s just say ‘parties,’ over at our apartment where she would act as Morale, Welfare, and Recreation to the guys still in our unit that didn’t deploy. She was the 9th Special Forces own MWR. She basically slept with every rear detachment soldier in our unit. She had orgies, sex parties, and some of the guys even have her on video with three guys in my bed.”
“Oh, Raleigh, wow! I don’t know what to say.”
“Oh, no need to say anything, darlin’! It gets better. Grab your panties. You’re going on a wild ride,” he said, smiling at her with that sweet I am up to something grin.
Raleigh continued to tell the story. He told Samantha how rumors had started to trickle in of her exploits both in and out of the bedroom and in public places and how he never believed them. He
said, “Rumors were like farts. Everyone has them, but ya can’t believe everything that comes out.” He had made the decision to talk to Kristen about the rumors face-to-face, but he wasn’t going to take them at face value. He loved Kristen, and she had always seemed like a sweet, southern lady with similar plans and aspirations as Raleigh, so he wanted everything to work out.
He had planned on asking Kristen to marry him, and he had everything set up for the day he arrived back home from deployment. He would surprise her at their apartment, then he had a company bringing a dinner that would be set up on their deck that overlooked the lake. He had bought a beautiful three-carat princess-cut diamond ring, and everything would be perfect, or so he thought.
The night he returned from deployment, Kristen had no idea he was coming home, and apparently neither did her roommates, who had made themselves quite comfortable with each other and also with his bed. He came home to them all, a naked pile of bodies sucking and fucking each other, barely noticing he was even there until he knocked on the wall.
As Samantha listened, tears began to flow down her cheeks. Raleigh stopped for a moment. “No need to cry, darlin’. I’m not. It was all for the best because then it made room for me to be with you and to love you.”
“Oh, Raleigh, I am so sorry! I can’t imagine what that would’ve been like for you,” she said, wiping the tears from her eyes. “So why is she back and why is she accusing you of being the father of her child?”
“Well baby, I am just gonna go out on a limb here and guess that she doesn’t know who the daddy is, and to save face with her family, she told her daddy that I am the father. She also told Macalister that she wants me back.”
“So she sees me as competition. Should I take her threats seriously?”
“Well, darlin’, I ain’t ever known Kristen to be like this, so I don’t know what she will do. I just know she is bat-shit crazy if she thinks I am getting back with her. I met her best friend from high school one time about two years ago who told me Kristen can be a little…let’s just say crazy and doesn’t like to be told no. So to be on the safe side, I want you to start carrying a gun. I know for a fact Kristen carries one because I gave her one a couple of Christmases ago.”
“Well if you think I need to carry, I will grab mine from my luggage and put it in my purse,” Sam said as she leaned over and pecked him on the cheek. “Is that all?”
“Yep, that’s the entire story. My ex is a sewer slut, and you have nothing to worry about. She isn’t even in the same league as you. So can I have dessert now?” he asked with a wink and a sheepish grin.
Samantha paused for a moment, pondering his question, her eyes sparkled and rolled, and a grin crept across her face. “Oh, I guess if you must.”
Before she could even finish her sentence, Raleigh was all over her. He was already pulling her dress up over her head before she could even take her next breath. It was exhilarating to her that someone like Raleigh could desire her so much that he couldn’t wait to get her clothes off and into a pile on the floor. Before she could even let out her first moan, he had already had her undressed and his head between her legs. He dove into her folds, only stopping to breathe and to tell her how much he loved the taste of her, then he was back exploring. His tongue was magic between her thighs, and the way he ravaged her, she felt like a hunger he couldn’t satisfy.
Samantha could feel herself getting closer to coming, but she didn’t want to come yet. Getting Raleigh’s attention while he had his face in her pussy was proving to be harder than she thought. She attempted to grab his hair, but he didn’t have much so she pulled on the only thing she could—his ears. When she latched on, he looked up at her, a smile stretched across his face.
“Yes, my darlin’,” he said, his face wet with her juices. “What can I do for you?”
“Well, you can get your clothes off and let me suck on that rock hard cock of yours before you slide him deep inside me so we can come together,” she said. Within seconds, Raleigh was on his feet, his clothes flying through the air. Once he was completely naked, he stood for a moment and took in the sight of her: legs spread open, her shaved mound wet and swollen, her scent that drove him wild. His cock flinched as he got closer to her. He watched her naked on the bed waiting for him to make love to her; her eyes spoke to his heart and said I love you, and her pussy said, Take me now. He leaned down between her legs, and she opened them wider for him to fit and slide inside her.
Samantha stared back at him, her mind completely blank as he inched closer to her swollen soaked hole. All she knew was she wanted him inside her so badly. The entire night he had teased her and had already made her climax once. She was ready to feel his cock inside her, pounding her to orgasm again as she felt him burst inside her. She needed to feel his warmth inside her more than she needed life itself. He was now what made her life worth meaning; he had given her back her life, and she wanted nothing more than to be there for him for the rest of his. They were two people, but together they were one, both in and out of bed. For the first time in her life, she could see a future—a future with Raleigh, a future that included a family, a house, and dogs, lots of dogs. She, for the first time, wanted to be with someone who wanted her for her and not what they could get from her.
***
Raleigh
When Raleigh finally slid inside her, it was like their first time. Her breath hitched as she took him in and as he filled her, he covered her mouth with his, kissing her deeply then moving to the nape of her neck. With each thrust, his body tightened and his gentleness grew. He was a giving lover and wanted nothing more than to bring her to the brink of orgasm so he could experience her pleasure as she gripped his cock in orgasmic pulses; only then would he send her over the edge.
When he finally felt the first wave of her orgasm, he tried to fight off his own, doing everything he could to not blow yet. As her hips thrust to meet his it only deepened the need for him to come with her. Her need heightened, and she grasped and pulled him closer to her, his hands explored, and he gently squeezed her breasts with one hand and steadied himself over her with the other. He continued his steady rhythm, meeting hers until he couldn’t escape and his body tightened. He let out a moan as he filled her. When she felt his warmth inside, her body took over and she climaxed again, gripping his cock tightly inside her folds as they molded into each other in a heap of sweat, lust, and desire.
When Raleigh came down from his high, he rolled off Samantha then pulled her in close, kissing her more deeply than he had ever kissed a woman. Whispering in her ear, he said, “I do love you more than any other person on this entire earth, and I want to make you the happiest woman in the world.”
Samantha lay there for a moment and took his words in, then looked into his eyes and said, “Raleigh Fitzgerald, I have never loved a man as much as I love you, and if I die tomorrow, I will die happy. You have turned my world upside down, and I never imagined there was anyone in this world like you, let alone someone I would want to be with. You are my hero, my lover, and my best friend.”
Raleigh paused for a moment then stared into her eyes. “Samantha O’Hara, you take my breath away, you have me wrapped around your finger, and I am yours forever. This is my vow to you. I was yours the moment you looked at me, and I will be yours until the day I close my eyes for good. I will always be here for you, and I will always have your back. We are one forever, this I swear to you. I will never leave you, and I will love you forever.”
Lying in each other’s arms, they closed their eyes and fell asleep.
Chapter 8
The sun peeked through the curtains as Raleigh stirred, trying not to wake Samantha. When the phone rang, Samantha rose and fluffed the pillows behind her head as Raleigh grabbed the phone.
“Hello, this is Chief Fitzgerald speaking. Yeah, hold one, I’ll put you on speaker phone.”
“Yeah, Chief, this is Sergeant First Class Jones. Major Chambers wanted me to call you to let you know about what happened her
e in the night.”
“Okay, what’s up, Sergeant?” Raleigh replied.
“Well, this morning when the three o’clock rounds were done, it was discovered that two inmates had apparently hung themselves in their cells.”
“Okay, you wanna tell me which inmates, Sergeant?”
There was a slight pause on the phone, then the sergeant spoke. “It seems that Sergeant First Class Jared Thompson and Semeana Thompson were both found dead in their cells at three a.m. this morning.”
Raleigh sat motionless for what seemed like forever. “How?” was all he said.
“Well, Chief, it seems that somehow they hung themselves with their pants,” the sergeant answered.
“What do you mean it seems? Did they or didn’t they fucking hang themselves?” Raleigh snarled.
“Chief, they did!”
“Tell Major Chambers that Sergeant O’Hara and I will be there in an hour. I want a fucking explanation on how the fucking inmates can one…be left alone long enough to do that, two…how the fuck did they do it, and three…how long is it between rounds? Those are the first questions I want fucking answers to when I get there.”
“All right Chief, I am on it. I am really sorry,” the sergeant repeated. “See you soon, Chief.”
“Thanks for nothing, Sergeant.” He clicked the phone off and threw it against the wall where it shattered into pieces. “Well, FUCK!”
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