by Alix Labelle
As he pumped in and out, he moved his hands from her nipples to her hair. He grabbed a handful and twisted her face to him, slowing down his thrusting motion so he could kiss her. The kiss was sweet, but he followed it up by pushing her all the way against the wall, no longer allowing her to use her hands as a brace. She turned her head to put her cheek against the metal wall and eagerly awaited his next move.
He pulled out of her just long enough to wipe some of her body’s natural lubrication on his finger. Then he pushed back inside of her. As he pushed himself in and out, he gently put his finger in her ass. The faster he pumped, the faster he fucked her with his finger. After a few minutes of this, she suddenly stiffened up and her breathing became fast. “Oh! I’m coming!” She almost yelled. He felt her body shuddering over and over again. This got him even more excited.
On the verge of coming himself, he gave a few more rough thrusts and then he let go, too. She felt the throbbing of his cock, then the warm wetness inside of her. He kissed the back of her neck while he finished.
When the lieutenant seemed to wake up from his orgasm, he asked her if he had hurt her. She answered by smiling and shaking her head. She couldn’t stop smiling. Once he knew he hadn’t taken things too far, he started smiling, too.
“That was……wow…I don’t even know how to describe it…..Wow!” was all he could manage to say.
So, Sheila spoke, “I think it was exactly what we both needed. It was perfect.”
Alan smiled and said, “I couldn’t have said it better myself. Are you tired, yet?” he asked, his eyes smiling.
“Actually, I’m exhausted!” she replied with a laugh.
“Me, too,” he said, pulling her down onto the bench with him. He fixed up their “pillow” and laid them down. “Is it ok if we sleep like this? Me holding you?”
It amazed her that the same man who could make her come by pulling her hair and biting her nipples was now asking her to cuddle. She liked it. In fact, she could get used to a man like Alan. But, she knew she shouldn’t. She would be going back home soon, and he would still be here. She told herself that she needed to take it as it was- a one night stand.
He waited patiently for her to answer him, and she couldn’t say no to him. She needed someone right now. And he seemed to need the same thing. Plus, it felt so damn good to have her body up against his. Both exhausted from the terrible day that seemed to last forever, they fell asleep quickly.
When Sheila awoke, she instantly noticed that he was gone. She started to feel nervous and then she realized that he probably had to go out there at least to show his face to his crew. She pulled on her clothes and waited for him to return, dozing off every now and then. When he finally came back, he wasn’t alone.
He explained to her that it was time to move back to base. He told her it was only a few miles away, and from there he would communicate with his Lieutenant and find out when and how they were getting her home.
She was relieved that getting her home seemed to be at the top of the priority list. As amazing as her night with Alan had been, she just wanted to forget about the nightmares of that day. She wanted nothing more than to be home with all of her familiar surroundings.
It seemed to take forever for them to get to the base. But once they did, Alan kept his promise and got a plan from his boss. Since they weren’t sure if she was still in danger, they didn’t want to take any chances. They weren’t taking her back to the airport. Instead he explained to Sheila, “My lieutenant is sending a chopper for you. You must know some people in high places, lady,” he said with a smile. “The good news is that it will be here soon. The bad news is that we have to walk about a mile to get to where it can land. And it isn’t going to be the easiest terrain to travel on.”
“That’s ok. As long as I know I am one step closer to getting out here, no offense. I just want to be home,” Sheila said with raw emotion in her voice.
“None taken, and I understand. Are you ready to start, then?” he asked.
She nodded her head, and they started off on their journey. Along with Sheila, and Alan, three other men had come along. It was always best to travel in numbers. The rest of the crew was staying back on base to rest up for their next mission.
The lieutenant wasn’t lying when he said the terrain would be rough. Sheila struggled the most, being the least used to it. But her rescuer helped her when she needed it. He encouraged her with his smile as he pulled her towards their destination, careful not to let the other men see. He didn’t want to have to do any explaining when they got back to camp. He was sure there were already rumors flying about how long he had stayed in the tank with the beautiful, vulnerable hostage. He knew he was never going to hear the end of it.
The helicopter was nearby as they approached the clearing. They could hear it, but they weren’t able to yet see it. The lieutenant looked at his men and said, “Can you please give us a little space. The boss informed me to privately tell Sheila the rest of the plan for her trip home. I didn’t ask questions.”
Sheila was nervous for a moment but when she figured out it was a plan for them to be able to say a private goodbye, she had to hide her smile. He hid his quite well, keeping a very serious face until he knew the soldiers were far enough away. And then he smiled wide, and said, “I had to get them out of here somehow!”
The both laughed, and since they knew the soldiers weren’t within eyesight and the helicopter was still a ways away, they held hands and just looked at each other for a moment.
“Well, thank you for everything, Lieutenant. Thank you for saving my life. Thank you for last night. And thank you for helping to get me home,” Sheila said sincerely.
“Honestly, it was my pleasure. And last night……that was something!” And then he paused, “I’m sorry again about your friend.”
“Thank you,” she replied sadly.
And before she could say another word, he leaned in to kiss her. He wasn’t sure if this would ever go anywhere with the two of them. But, last night had been amazing. And he admired her intelligence as well as her beauty. It was a small world. Maybe they would run into each other again one day.
As he was busy contemplating the meaning of the kiss, Sheila was trying to decided how to end this. Should she just say goodbye and walk away, never to see him again? That didn’t seem like the right choice. But, the distance, the lifestyles. It would never work between them.
Oh, what the Hell, she thought. And she said out loud, “So, if you’re ever in California, you should look me up. Maybe we can meet for drinks or something.”
“I’m sure it will be easy to find you seeing as though you will probably be a celebrity for a little while when you get back,” he said with a smile.
Sheila’s eyes go wide, “Damn! This story is probably being covered already, isn’t it? I am going to have to do interview after interview. I’m used to asking the questions, not answering them,” she said with a sigh. “Oh well. At least I get to go home.” Right after she said the words, she felt guilty. Alan didn’t get to go home, yet.
“I may get to go home soon too, actually. My tour is almost over. I will find out in a few weeks where I go from here,” he said with mixed emotions.
Sheila could feel the wind from the helicopter and knew it must be very close. She looked over and could see it getting ready to land. Since they could no long hear each other easily, she leaned over to hug him. And she whispered in his ear, “No man has ever made me feel the way you made me feel last night. Thank you again for everything.”
When they pulled away, he was smiling. He watched her walk to the helicopter and watched as they pulled her in. He could see her in the window as it lifted back up again. She was giving him a big smile and waving. He already knew what he was going to do when he was released from this tour.
THE END
The Marine’s Bride Kidnapping
A Military Romance
The Marine’s Bride Kidnapping
Chapter One: Loves Many Spl
endors
Brody Crowley wiped the sweat from his eyes as his platoon lieutenant ran them through their last drill before heading home. His pack, weighing close to eighty pounds, was nothing now. A year ago it’d felt like carrying around a twelve year-old. He’d slimmed down and gained some serious muscle during his last tour as a United States Marine. Finishing his three mile trek around their FOB (Forward Operating Base) Brody dropped his pack and drank from his canteen like a camel. When it emptied he refilled it and drank it down again, not caring that it soaked into his BDU’s, (Battle Dress Uniform).
“When I call your name step forward!” the lieutenant called. “Billings, Brock, Brunson, Cass, Crowley, Desimone, Dunn…” Brody didn’t pay attention much to anyone else on the list after his name was called. When the lieutenant was finally done, he followed with other men as his commander took them aside. “You’re the first unit to leave for the states. You need to be packed and ready to deploy stateside by 0300. Any questions?” No one said a peep. “Dismissed!”
Brody stepped off the plane at Asheboro Regional Airport and almost kissed the ground. It felt so damn good to be home, especially knowing he’d never have to deploy again. Six more months and he’d be just another U.S. citizen, one who could walk tall, proud of his service as a United States Marine. He would have filed onto a bus with the rest of his men, but he’d received special permission to return to the base in the company of his family who obviously hadn’t seen him yet. So he stood tall in his dress blues, walking slowly toward the parent’s who’d loved and supported him throughout his life, and the one woman who’d captured his heart what seemed like forever ago now.
His mom saw him first and instantly he could see the tears stream from her eyes as she broke away to hug him. It was a fierce embrace as it always was and he loved it. She’d been the first to know he had to serve and one of his strongest supporters to date. She’d never wavered in her belief that he’d come home safe and so he had.
“Hi mom,” he said, his own voice a little shaky. She didn’t say anything, just shook her head as she cried and laughed a mixture of relief and tremendous joy to have her only son home for good. After another minute he released her and looked up to see his dad and the woman he loved patiently waiting. He smiled and hugged his dad, giving him a one armed slap on the back as most men do. Then he turned to Allison.
“Hey beautiful,” he grinned. She smiled, but unlike his mother there were no tears in her eyes, only joy and appreciation.
“Hey yourself soldier,” she said. She reached her arms up to wrap them around his neck and Brody bent to meet her waiting lips with his own. The kiss was brief because of the public setting, but Brody still took his time soaking in the flavor of her. He’d missed the heat of her and this first sampling wasn’t going to be nearly enough.
They all drove back to Camp Lejeune, where Brody was stationed. He went through his dismissal ceremony with the other troops in his unit and finally was able to spend some much needed quality time with his family. His parents took him and Allison to dinner at his favorite restaurant before they headed back to the base.
“I’m so glad that in less than six months’ time you’ll finally be out of the Marine Corps,” Jennifer Crowley said, her face beaming with happiness. “This mother is ready for you to settle down with this pretty lady and make some beautiful grandbabies, buy a house, find a hobby.”
“Well babies may have to wait a little while, but buying a house and finding a hobby sound good to me,” Brody chuckled. “You still like to fish pop?”
“You know it,” Roger Crowley said, looking at his son in the rearview mirror. “Still go out every Sunday afternoon, as long as the weather permits.”
“Ice fishing?”
“Never miss a winter,” he smiled. “You get through this six months’ and we’ll take an entire week up at the cabin to do nothing but shoot the shit and fish.”
“A week my butt,” Jennifer said. “Take two and Allison and I can take some time to shop for the wedding.”
Brody sat back and pulled Allison close to him. As his parent’s bantered on, Brody smiled down at his fiancé. He bent his head and met her warm lips halfway, sinking into the kiss so that every nerve in his body woke to the incredible need that had been waiting below the surface since he’d seen her at the airport. Pulling away he leaned closer to her. “I want you naked and writhing under me.”
“Lucky for you I’m feeling pretty damn jovial about that idea myself.”
Brody and Allison said their goodnight’s to his parents who were staying at the hotel on base before they headed home the next afternoon. When they were out of earshot, Brody turned to Allison. “Shall we?”
“Absolutely,” Allison smiled. She wrapped her arms around Brody’s neck and giggled when he lifted her off her feet.
“Good,” he grinned before kissing her. They spent their first night together making love and talking about their future. The wedding was planned for two weeks after Brody’s official discharge date.
“How’s it all going then?” Brody asked as they cuddled, their naked bodies covered by his thick comforter.
“I’ve still got time to finalize the details like seating arrangements and such, but all the larger elements are taken care of, thankfully.”
“And my mom hasn’t been too overbearing?”
“She’s been wonderful. She’s opinionated for sure and our opinions don’t always jive, but for the most part she’s deferred to me for the big decisions.”
“Your dress?”
“You’ll love it,” Allison smiled. “Better yet, you’ll love what I’ll be wearing when I take it off.”
“I can hardly wait,” Brody smiled. “Speaking of not waiting.” Brody ran his hand over her warm thigh and cupped her silky mound, applying just enough pressure to make Allison moan. She took him in willingly and together they made love while the sun streaked its first light across the horizon, spreading deep purples, blues, and pinks as the day greeted them.
***
She had watched them tonight, during dinner, when they’d been so cuddly it’d made her want to vomit. She’d overheard snippets of conversation, something about a wedding and the happy couple. She could only assume the couple was them. How convenient for her. He was handsome, at least Allison had that going for her. Apparently he was good in the sack to, because neither of them had emerged from his apartment and it was well past breakfast time. Maybe they were getting in some last minute nookie before her parent’s showed up.
Either way, she’d have her chance today and she wasn’t letting it pass her by this time. This time she’d be the one who came out on top with all the finer things in life. She’d step into a loving set of parents, a handsome and viral fiancé, money and a life she’d always dreamed of and had never had the opportunity to enjoy.
Putting her binoculars away, she went to her stash of clothes and headed for the shower. She had some serious prepping to do. Showering came first and foremost. She shaved everything, creamed her body with lotion and brushed her hair and teeth. She headed for the salon next. She took pictures out of her wallet and held them up. “Can you make my hair look like hers?”
“Sure thing honey,” the salon woman said, taking the photo from her. “You look just like her.”
“She’s actually a close relation, but she’s too stubborn and proprietary to share her hairdo secrets so I had to get devious.”
“Ah, well, once a good hair cut gets out, everyone wants it so I can’t blame her,” the woman chuckled. An hour later, she turned around and didn’t recognize herself at first. Her hair was to her shoulders now, straight and a beautiful blonde color that reminded her of spun gold. She’d had it styled just like Allison’s and the resemblance was astonishing. She’d never looked more like Allison in her entire life.
Smiling from ear to ear, she headed toward her car with a new and strong purpose. Allison’s time in the spotlight was shortly coming to an end.
***
; Chapter Two: Complications
Allison started her car and pulled out of the parking lot. Her weekend pass was up and she had to drive to the main office outside the gates to receive a new one. She knew she wouldn’t be able to stay forever, but maybe a few more days with Brody would sustain her until they were married. Or until her next weekend pass became available.
After securing her new pass, Allison drove to town to do some grocery shopping. Brody didn’t have much to snack on and she wanted to buy him some of his favorites. He’d be in PT or physical training, until that afternoon so she had a while to work with. She pulled into the closest Aldi and with a smile on her face, headed toward the store. She shopped smart, buying things that would stand the heat as she shopped for more things. She took the the mix, chips, crackers, nuts and other goodies back to her car for safe keeping and then drove down to a small retail boutique she’d seen on the way in. She’d wanted to check on some special items for the wedding.
By the time Allison got done with all of her shopping and going back and forth to Brody’s apartment, it was dark outside and she couldn’t wait to get back to him. She pulled up to a jiffy store and pumped gas before she went in and asked for the bathroom key. “It’s just outside and around the corner.” The clerk handed her the key and Allison headed to the bathroom.
She rounded the corner and didn’t have time to scream before a hand clamped over her mouth. “Hello Allison.” The key was yanked from her hand and slid into the lock. Allison backed into the bathroom, the shock so numbing that she didn’t even think to fight or run.