“This is perfect,” he groaned, covering his eyes with his arm and sighing contentedly. He was smiling again, something that he couldn’t remember doing so often until Adina came into his life. It was a nice change of pace for him. He wanted nothing more than to carry on his days like this.
Adina, still lingering in the doorway, shut the door behind herself and secured the three locks. It seemed a little overboard, but she liked the effect of privacy that it gave to everything. Here in her room, there was no way that anyone could ever walk in on the two of them. Adina blushed as an idea came into her head.
What was the worst that could happen?
While John was still relaxed on the bed, Adina slipped off her shoes and socks, and set them by the door. John had taken them farther into the room, but Adina simply assumed that it was very American not to take off one’s shoes before entering a living quarters.
Adina stood before the bed, standing only a foot from the edge of it. John had spread out across most of it, claiming nearly the entire space for himself. He looked handsome all wrapped and curled up in blankets. Although he wasn’t sleeping, he looked close enough to it.
“John?” Adina prompted, her voice barely above a whisper.
This earned a grunt from John, who turned over onto his back and sat up on his elbows. He raised an eyebrow at Adina, sending a glance up and down her body. “What is it?” he asked. His voice was already lax with sleep, but Adina didn’t mind.
In fact, knowing that John was half asleep already made her feel even more confident. In that state, he wouldn’t notice any imperfections about her.
With those thoughts running rampant through her head, Adina pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it to the side. It became tangled in her hair for the slightest moment, but the sound of John sitting up and leaning forward was so sharp that Adina was assured that she had gotten the proper reaction from him.
Her assumptions were confirmed when her shirt and hair fell away and out of her face, and John only had eyes for her. His light blue eyes had gone abnormally dark, tinted with his pupils as he stared at Adina and raked over her form with his eyes. Adina was certain that she was blushing from her chest all the way to the roots of her hair. She had never shown anyone her body in this sense before.
“You’re beautiful,” John murmured. He was halfway across the bed, having sat up so fast that he had almost given himself vertigo. It was hard to think with the way that Adina was subtly moving. She shifted this way and that, clearly nervous about her appearance but trying her hardest to look as best as she could for John.
“Thank you,” Adina said, although she didn’t agree with John’s words. She had always been self conscious. Despite John encouraging her, and looking like he was very close to passing out, she could see each imperfection on her body, magnified by her mind’s eye and the stressful situation.
“Go on,” John whispered, his voice barely loud enough for his own ears. He had never sounded so mousy and weak in his life. He could only assume that it was Adina doing it to him. Even then, it hardly made sense. He had never met a woman that made him feel nervous.
Unconsciously, John lowered a hand between his legs and began to palm himself through his jeans. His budding erection had been obvious before, but now it was glaringly obvious. Standing up as best as it could, pressing against the back of his underwear and his pants. John wanted to cast them aside, but he wouldn’t take away from Adina’s moment.
“I’m not sure,” Adina replied, suddenly moving her arms to cover her exposed breasts.
John surged forward, sitting in front of Adina on his knees. They were nearly at eye level, and John’s hands were on Adina’s cheeks. A moment later and he was kissing her as though his life depended on it. That quietly rumbling feeling that Adina had been feeling earlier suddenly turned into a full boil, roaring within her like a beast that was begging to be freed from its cage.
The kiss was unlike the others. It was all hard teeth and biting, stinging lips. Adina wanted to push away from the pain, but it surged through her body and added fuel to the fire that was growing and growing and growing at a pace that she could never hope to control. Adina wasn’t sure what to do with the monster inside of herself. After serious deliberation, she decided to free it, rather than keep it pent up inside of herself. In one swift motion, John licking into her mouth, Adina brought her hands to John’s shoulders and grabbed on as though her life depended on it.
John grinned into their harsh kiss, and Adina moaned against his lips. She wanted more. No. She needed more. She needed all of John. He seemed to understand, even with the lack of communication. John—rather disappointingly, causing Adina to groan in protest—broke the kiss. He was quick to get back to work with his skilled tongue and devilish teeth, dipping his head down and sucking a dark mark onto Adina’s pale neck. He had no concern for where he placed it, only wanting it to be as visible as possible.
Now that his hands were free, John dropped them to the front of Adina’s pants and undid the button that he found there. It was quick to spring free, and her zipper followed suit rather quickly. With no concern for where her clothes ended up, John pushed Adina’s pants down and then slipped the tips of his fingers into the elastic hem of her cute, girly panties.
Adina squirmed above him, her lower lip sucked hard between her teeth. She was trying her hardest not to make any noises, but John was determined to put that to an end as quickly as he could. John, feeling bolder, pressed his fingers farther into Adina’s underwear. He was ticklish with his touches, wanting Adina to squirm and writhe and whimper his name before she was screaming it as though her life depended on it. All he wanted was to completely wreck the girl. She had been shy of her body, and she had been shy of reaching out and touching John’s hand. He wanted to wreck that shyness, no matter how cute it was. He wanted to taint the foreign girl, for lack of a better word.
The cruel thought spread a grin across his lips. As he trailed his fingers lower and lower into Adina’s panties, towards the parting of her lips and just above her hole, he could feel the wetness blooming there. Adina was hardly able to keep quiet when the rough pads of John’s fingers brushed over her clit, but in only a few tones, the moment was shattered.
In John’s front pocket, his phone began to ring. He normally would have ignored it, but the tone cut so sharply between Adina’s sighs and John’s murmurs of encouragement that neither of them could go on with what they had been doing.
John sat back on his heels, angry at whoever had the audacity to call at such an inopportune time. As the phone continued to go off, John looked up at Adina, guilt painted all over his expression.
“I should check who it is,” John said.
Adina, who had just been wrenched out of one of the best moments of her life, couldn’t do anything other than nod. She wanted furiously to shake her head and tell John no. In that moment, he belonged only to her. He had no business answering his phone, there was no need for him to climb off the bed and go into the bathroom to take the call.
Left behind, Adina settled on the bed. She crawled up to the headboard and the obscene amounts of pillows. She was still in her underwear, although now she had an increasingly annoying problem. John had left her body soaking and wanting even more of that devilish touch that was oh so wrong in all of the best ways. Adina squirmed in her spot, thinking about the way that John’s fingers had felt, brushing so close to being inside of her body. She longed—although the longing was far closer to a painful aching—to touch herself, but she knew that she had to save that for John. If she went ahead and finished herself off before he came back to her, she would never be able to forgive herself.
One wall over, locked into the tiny bathroom, Adina could hear John’s mumbled voice. He sounded angry, but not overtly so. All Adina could do was hope and pray that John would come back to her in a good mood, and ready to pick up where they left off. If it happened to be that he needed to take off right then, Adina wasn’t certain if she could
live with herself.
She glanced up from where she had been staring at her toes when the bathroom door opened. John was in front of her again, looking far less excited than he had been before, although Adina couldn’t blame him.
“What was that about?” Adina asked.
“Nothing important,” John replied. “Just the base, calling me to check in and see if I was still alive.”
“Do you have a habit of scaring them like that?” Adina teased. “I wouldn’t doubt it, coming from a man like you.”
“I’ve gotten into a few fights before,” John admitted. His fingers moved deftly as he undid each of the buttons on his military grade jacket, and let the material slip away from his shoulders.
Adina found herself leaning forward without realizing it as John undid his pants as well, and pushed those down without hesitation, his underwear following. He was thick and broad, although not chiseled or ripped in an uncomfortable way. It made Adina’s breath stop just looking at John, and her eyes had yet to travel farther down his body. When they did, a new, deeper blush colored his cheeks. As John walked around the bed and then got onto it in front of Adina, she couldn’t help but stare down at his impressive cock.
It was standing proud and at full attention, just as thick and as long as the rest of John was. Adina whimpered, and reached out unconsciously.
John moaned when Adina’s hand wrapped around his shaft and began to pump him with slow, shy strokes. It was the best thing that he had ever experienced in his life. He wasn’t certain that anything would ever amount to being as good as Adina’s hands. Although, there was one better alternative that popped into his head as Adina continued to stroke along his impressive length. Burying himself inside of her to the hilt would be just the thing. She would be so tight and so warm for him, and the thought of it made John let out a shaky breath.
“Does it feel good?” Adina asked, looking up at John with wide, innocent eyes.
“Feels better than you can ever imagine,” John murmured. He ran his fingers through the soft, downy hair just in front of Adina’s hair. “Want to make you feel good too, Adina.”
Adina blushed profusely, but continued to stroke John, her movements becoming faster and faster as she continued. The feeling of his flesh pulsing and twitching under her palm was better than anything she had ever experienced.
“Take off your underwear,” John instructed, his pupils blown wide with his consuming feelings of lust for Adina.
Adina honestly hadn’t needed to be told to take it all off. After John had stripped down for her, she was eager to do the same. That, and the growing wet stain on her panties became more and more uncomfortable for her as time went on.
Adina pulled her hand away from John, much to his dismay, but she was quick to comply with his order. Adina shucked her bra to the side, hardly caring where it landed. She moved her fingers back to the hem of her panties, having to take a moment to gather herself. What if John didn’t like what he saw? She couldn’t imagine being left alone after all of this.
John, in that way that he had, seemed to know exactly what Adina was thinking. He leaned down and kissed her hard on the mouth, his hands going to her large breasts that barely fit in his hands. “You’re beautiful, Adina. Don’t think about anything other than how beautiful you are. Any mistake that you see will be invisible to me, my darling,” he whispered.
“Do you promise?” Adina asked, looking into John’s eyes for any sign of betrayal. She wanted to know that John was there for her, but there was no reason for him to lie.
John was clearly upset with Adina’s answer, and he pet his fingers through Adina’s hair. It was a struggle for him to be so patient when he was so eager and when his aching hard cock was standing between his legs, begging for attention. However, he wanted Adina to be absolutely sure of their actions before the two of them progressed with the path that they were going down. “I would never lie to you,” John whispered. “Know that. Trust me, Adina.”
Adina looked up at John, continuing to search him for any fallacy or even a hint of ill intentions in his bright blue eyes. When she saw nothing, Adina hooked her fingers into her panties once more, and pulled them down. The entire time, John watched her like a hawk as she worked. It was fascinating to him, the way that her curved legs slid out of the holes. The way that she used her toes to kick aside the garment before spreading her legs for John.
John moved between Adina’s knees, stroking himself idly back to full hardness. “I don’t have a condom,” he said, a twinge of guilt creeping into his voice. “You could get pregnant.”
“That won’t matter to me,” Adina assured.
Urged on by Adina’s confidence, John lowered his hand to the base of his cock, steadying and aligning himself. Adina was staring between her legs, watching with rapt fascination as the head of John’s erection pressed against her twitching, convulsing, dripping wet hole. It was burning hot, and the heat only increased when John pushed all of the way into her body. John groaned into Adina’s ear, singing her praises as Adina threw back her head and moaned in an obscenely loud way.
John didn’t bother to wait for even a moment to allow either of them to adjust. Instead, he began to thrust right away into Adina. It was a punishingly fast pace, with deep thrusts that pressed up against Adina in all of the right ways. Her hands shot up and latched onto John’s shoulders, digging her fingernails into his skin hard enough to draw blood. She was moaning with each and every thrust, and it didn’t take long for John’s thrusts to become more and more erratic. When Adina convulsed and tightened around him as her orgasm crashed over like a tsunami, John was quick to follow. He milked out every last drop of his orgasm, thrusting shallowly into Adina’s body until he was certain that he had given the foreign woman every last drop of his seed.
As they pulled away from each other, and then rolled onto their sides to face each other, Adina smiled at John. Exhaustion was all over her features.
“That was amazing, John,” she whispered.
“You’re amazing,” John replied. He reached out and pushed Adina’s sweaty hair away from her face. “How long will you be in America?” John asked.
“At least for a few months,” Adina said, tilting her head at John. “Why?” she asked.
“Maybe we’ll see each other again,” John offered, smiling at Adina. Maybe she would be carrying his child. Maybe they would fall in love the proper way. John leaned to kiss Adina’s forehead. “Go to sleep,” he instructed.
Adina nodded and tucked herself against John’s body. She fell asleep in his arms, and John fell asleep a while later, with Adina’s head tucked safely and securely under his chin.
*****
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Off-Limits
Chapter One
Edgar got off the plane and he looked around to realize that this was going to take some getting used to. There was no sand in his face where he was in Afghanistan. The drop in temperature gave him a Chicago welcome like a cold slap to the face. He was in civilian clothes and even that was making him feel almost normal for the first part in a long time. He had joined the military with Raymond his best friend and the guy that would always have his back whether it was in battle or a wing man to secure that beautiful woman that caught their eye.
“I know what you’re thinking and believe me I’m right there with you. I see all of this and I know this is what we’ve been fighting for, but it still hasn’t fully sunk in. We’re home and we have no idea how long we’re going to be here before being stationed someplace else. We have the assurance of our commanding officer that they will always keep us together. That is in their best interest and we have beco
me somewhat of a dynamic duo. I’m the sniper and you do surveillance and hand to hand like nobody that has ever gone into a war torn country before.” Raymond was that charismatic veteran with the blond crew cut and clean shaven face.
Eight years ago, they had joined together into a military pact that turned them into the men that they were today. Each one stood at over 6 feet tall, 200 pounds with the kind of body that had girls turning to take a second glance. They were built to be the perfect weapon and soldier against any enemy that was foreign or domestic.
“We haven’t even gotten our orders yet and I’m already anxious to find out what the next place we’re going to find ourselves in. I am glad that we are back for at least a couple of weeks and that should give us enough time to recharge and get our bearings.” The only difference between Raymond and Edgar was superficial. Edgar was that pretty boy with a strong jaw line and tapered shoulders. He also was dark haired and today was the only day in a long time that he was sporting a 5:00 shadow. He touched his face and he smiled thinking that this was his only time that he was going to be able to let his hair down metaphorically speaking.
“I don’t know why they wait to give us our orders, but we’re just going to have to be patient. That is not my strong suit and I know that it’s not one of yours, Edgar. I’m happy to have you stay with us. I know that your parents are away on a much needed vacation from their family farm. You are good son to give them that before having to return for harvest season. I never thought in a million years that I would get into a friendship with a farm boy. I thought that I was going to have to hold your hand over there, but you turned out to be the one that was a leader amongst men.” Raymond was a little jealous of Edgar’s easy demeanor
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