by Megan Ziese
After paying for her lube, she went to the entrance of the pharmacy and placed the pharmacy bag on her arm as she peered out into the parking lot to see if Nigel was looking in the direction of the building. She was surprised to see that he wasn’t in the car anymore. Figuring that he had gotten tired of waiting in the car, she decided it was the perfect opportunity to make her way unseen into the sex shop that was located right next door to the pharmacy. Trying not to look like she was sneaking, she walked quickly and as casually as she could to sex shop just a few steps away.
Opening the door, she hurried inside, cursing the bell on the door that announced her presence. Thankfully, no one looked at her like she was the most perverted woman to ever walk the earth as she came in. It was amazing how naughty she felt for just having walked into the store. But she couldn't let that bother her now. She was a woman on a mission. She had a problem that needed attention, and, since she didn’t have a man, she was going to have to fix it herself.
Looking around the store, she noticed that there were quite a few male customers inside browsing. A feeling of dread worked its way down her spine as it occurred to her suddenly that Nigel might have entered the store.
Not knowing whether or not he was inside since she didn't see him, she figured it was best to quickly purchase something before she was discovered. With urgency in her step, she walked the short distance to a row of shelves that had all kinds of various plastic toys encased in clear boxes. She grabbed the first thing that looked like a dildo and headed straight for the checkout counter.
Placing her find on the counter, Sera opened her purse and took out her wallet, eager to have the transaction over with.
The female employee behind the counter greeted her with a smile.
“You know, our large butt plugs are on sale this week,” she said pointing to the larger butt plugs that were hanging next to the one that she had selected.
Horrified beyond belief, her mouth hanging wide open, it was a moment before Sera could collect herself enough to find her voice.
“I don't want a butt plug,” she protested in an angry whisper.
The woman behind the counter picked up the product Sera had laid down.
“That's what this is ma'am.”
Irritated, Sera leaned forward over the counter and told the clerk, who seemed to want to argue with her, “Look lady, I don't have time for this. I’m pregnant and hormonally challenged. I need dick, damn it! I don’t want a fucking butt plug!”
Just then she heard movement behind her. To her chagrin, she turned to find Nigel was standing right behind her, a cocky grin on his face. There was no doubt in Sera's mind that he had heard every word of her conversation with the employee. She could feel her temperature rise and a blush creep up her neck and into her cheeks. The look on his face really made her want to knock him in the head.
As she turned to tell the clerk to shove the butt plug up her own ass, she discovered the clerk was finishing lining up dildos all down the counter.
The woman proceeded to launch a spiel she must have given many times.
“This here is our classic line, starting with Black Beauty. As you can see, all the classics we carry our ten inches and up . . . .”
Sera gaped at the woman in shock. But as horrified as she was, she was also awed and a little bit intrigued by the row of dicks on the counter and the features she had never thought of, but she excused herself before the woman could finish her sales pitch and raced past Nigel for the door. Bastard! She was so embarrassed she couldn’t stay and buy anything. Now what was she going to do about her problem?
Soldier's Women
Chapter Seven
She was so pissed off with Nigel all the way to her doctor’s appointment that she didn’t want to speak to him. Embarrassment might have also played a hand in not wanting to talk to him. She shouldn’t feel embarrassed. She tried to tell herself that she was a grown woman, that adults did things like purchase entertainment for themselves, but it was useless. The situation had gotten away with her. And, worse, she felt he had really enjoyed it. It was strange, but even after all the throwing up she’d endured during her pregnancy, she would have never guessed that she would, but she desperately wanted to be sick again so she could throw up all over him, all over that handsome face with his cocky grin. She had a feeling that would wipe that grin right off of his face in a surefire hurry.
Despite the evil glares she gave him the rest of the way to the office, he continued to grin like a jackass. Thankfully, he was wary enough of her temper that he did attempt to hide it, a little, and was smart enough not to mention what he’d witnessed.
When the appointed visit was over, he walked her to the car, but instead of opening the car door for her like he always did, he turned to her and pushed her against the side of the car, his body flush against hers.
“Sera, let’s be adult about this,” he said, a wickedly handsome grin on his perfect lips.
Sera’s temperature began to rise. She could feel her hormones raging, screaming at her to take him up on his offer, anything, anything to assuage the lust that was slowly beginning to drive her crazy. She needed dick and now. She had never wanted sex so much in her life, and feeling his well-sculpted physique pressed so hard against her, feeling the definition of his large cock and the evidence of his arousal, did little to cool her ardor. She was determined to let him believe that she wasn’t interested in him though. “You can go to hell.”
Shrugging it off, he opened the door for her and then made his way over to the driver’s side.
Sera was surprised when he got in the car and started the car and didn’t say anything else on the matter. She felt damned indignant about it actually. He was hell bent on playing daddy, but it seemed like he really didn’t want any part of her. She didn’t even know why he’d offered dick services to begin with. He obviously wasn’t attracted to her. Perhaps he thought he was being nice, helping her with her problem. Well, she didn’t need sympathy. She didn’t want a pity fuck. And she didn’t know why it bothered her so much that he seemed so disinterested in her personally. It should have made her happy, but, strangely enough it just kind of depressed her.
She was so deep in thought over his slight, she didn’t notice he took her to her place instead of his mother’s.
He got out and opened her door for her, another archaic gesture, but one she couldn’t say that she minded in the least. It would have been romantic if she’d thought he cared anything about her.
She got out of the car and realized he was right behind her when she put the key in the lock. She nearly jumped out of her skin when he put his arm around her waist and leaned against her.
With his mouth close to her ear, his hot breath tickled as it caressed the skin of her neck. “Can I come in?”
“No!” She reddened at the tone of voice she’d used. She hadn’t meant to practically shout it at him, but he was making her feel so strange, so awkward, so out of her element. She couldn’t think straight around him, damnable man. He was so infuriating. One moment, he was all charm and hot, and the next he was all seriousness and possessiveness.
He grabbed her as she opened the door, waltzing her in and shut the door behind them, quickly locking it. The minute he shut the door he hunched her at the wall, slamming his lips against hers in a punishing kiss.
Either he was completely unaware of Sera’s feeble attempt to dislodge him or he chose to ignore it.
He speared the fingers of one hand into the hair at the back of her head, holding her when she tried to retreat from the dizzying sensations he was sending through her. He repositioned his mouth more firmly over hers and thrust his tongue more deeply into the moist cavern of her mouth, boldly exploring every inch of it.
She managed to make a sound, but even she wasn’t entirely certain if it was a sound of distress or encouragement. And if she was distressed, she wasn’t sure if it was because of what he was doing or because of the way it made her feel.
Her back bumpe
d against the wall. She had no idea how he’d pinned her or how he’d managed to maneuver her there. She tried to push him away before all of her will was gone.
Prying her hands from his chest, he manacled her wrists with his large hands and pinned them to the wall on either side of her. His groin made almost painful contact with her pussy as he curled his hips, his thick, throbbing cock sending quakes along the channel of her sex. The feel of his hard body and the evidence of his arousal along with the heat that his mouth and tongue generated made her pussy wet for him.
They made their way awkwardly across the house as he divided his attention between getting her to the couch and focusing on her body, teasing her with nibbling kisses until she wasn’t certain if she was so thoroughly disoriented by his kisses or the dizzying movement. Everything stopped spinning as he dragged her onto the couch, pulling her shirt up at the same time.
“Mmm, mine,” he murmured, running the tip of his tongue over each taut nipple as he claimed them for himself.
The possessive word was a pleasurable groan against her skin as he explored the soft flesh of her breasts that he now clasped in his hands. She arched her back to press one breast more firmly into his mouth, almost coming off of the couch completely as he finally covered the tip with his mouth, sucking on it until she thought she would surely die of pleasure before he released it and nuzzled his way across her breasts to the other nipple. She clutched at him desperately, threading her fingers through his dark hair one moment and running her hands over the muscular definition of his shoulders and arms the next.
“You are mine,” he said in a husky whisper against her skin, wandering downward until his chin met the waistband of her jeans. He shifted upward again, covering her mouth as he tugged her jeans completely off. He cupped her sex, stroked the outer lips, and then delved the cleft to find her clit.
She gasped as he stroked the sensitive bud, inhaling the intoxicating scent of him. She felt herself falling deeper and deeper into a sea of sensations that were dragging her into a world full of nothing but dark, heated pleasure.
He shoved her legs apart, grinding his thick cock against her pussy lips.
“Nigel,” she whispered a little desperately.
She gasped when he shifted slightly away to drag his dick along her cleft and connect his body to hers.
He moaned as he pushed inside of her, feeling her tight flesh enveloping him slowly. He strained to press deeper, thrust in and out of her a few times to coat himself with her moisture. “You’re so tight,” he muttered breathlessly, “so hot.”
Her sex clenched tightly around his cock at his words, milking him.
Sucking in a harsh breath, he felt his face twist with the monumental effort it took just to bury himself another inch.
She tensed all over as he finally drove home, panting for breath.
He tensed, as well, struggling against the need to thrust into her like a wild animal until he came.
She groaned, shaking her head in pleasure, clawing at his shoulders.
The feel of her sex tightening around him again, so tightly it was pushing his cock out, broke his control. Slipping a hand beneath her to tilt her hips up, he began to thrust into her in deep, short bursts, pounding into her.
She groaned, arching her head back, her entire body tensing with culmination.
Grinding his teeth, he struggled to maintain the rhythm she needed to finish until she began to quake all over, moaning.
The quakes of her sex drove him beyond sanity. He increased his pace and the depth of his thrusts, curling his hips to grind them against her when he felt his body begin to yield up his seed, shuttering and gasping when he managed to catch a breath between the hard spasms.
Relief coursed through him when his body finally ceased to convulse. Exhausted, he lay down beside her on the couch, one arm slung over her, and they both passed out.
Soldier's Women
Chapter Eight
Later that night, Nigel awoke to find himself alone on the couch. The little minx! She had left him! He got up and went to her bedroom in search of her. Sure enough, he spotted her lying in the middle of her bed in nothing but an old t-shirt, looking sexy as hell. He supposed it would have made him feel better if he’d only caught her up taking a shower instead of having discovered that she had snuck off the couch and had purposefully not woken him up. Oddly enough, he felt a little abandoned. But, it had only been the first time they’d had sex. He couldn’t expect her to want to snuggle with a man she hardly knew, but he would have to remedy the situation. He would have to fuck her senseless. Fuck her until she couldn’t deny that she wanted him and only him, the father of her child. They were meant to be together. She was just going to have to accept that.
He climbed onto the bed and crawled on top of her, careful not to wake her.
She was so beautiful, lying there sleeping, her lips slightly apart, her beautiful breasts rising and falling. He caressed her cheek, amazed that he could be so lucky to have the perfect mother for his children. He’d finally found someone, someone to spend his life with. He’d finally found the one.
Now, if only he could convince her of that.
Warmth stirred in Sera’s belly, and she awoke to Nigel’s caresses.
He moved closer, bending down to brush his lips against hers in a feather light touch.
Closing her eyes, she met his kiss readily, opening her mouth to him in invitation.
The touch of his lips against hers as he thrust his tongue into her mouth was possessive.
She felt warmth unfold into molten heat as he crushed his body against hers and he deepened the kiss, plundering her mouth in a thorough, leisurely manner that set her blood coursing through her faster and faster. Sighing with pleasure against his lips, she let her hands run through his thick dark hair.
He pulled her t-shirt off and then grabbed her by the hips and lifted her pussy up and toward him, rubbing his erection against it.
She moved back and forth against his throbbing cock, rubbing her naked breasts against his chest. She felt her desire mount as her sensitive nipples brushed against his chest over and over again.
His gaze was as heated with desire as hers, filled with anticipation.
Rolling him off of her, she got on top of him and began an exploration of his beautifully sculpted body, moving her way down from his neck and across his chest with her kisses and nibbles until she reached his lower abdomen. She settled on her knees and took his thick hard cock into her hands, teasing the tip by swirling her tongue around it and sucking on it as if it was the sweetest treat she’d ever had.
A deep guttural sound of pleasure escaped his lips as he reached for her, spearing his fingers into her hair and cupping the base of her skull as she stroked and sucked him, traced the sensitive ridge around the head of his cock with her tongue.
The sudden urge came over her to make him cum with just her mouth. The idea aroused her more even more than she already was, and she began to stroke the thick flesh of his cock more fervently with her mouth and hands, sucking feverishly each time she thrust him deeply into her mouth. She caressed his balls also, alternating between stroking his cock and his balls. When she moved down to suck his balls into her mouth, he shook with pleasure, his restless hands stroking her flesh. His breath came in short, harsh bursts as his own desires escalated.
He broke away from her abruptly and pulled her to her feet
She was disappointed at first, but only briefly.
As he pulled her upward, he pressed her firmly into the bed and kissed her with a fierce hunger, running his hands all over her body with feverish need.
Weak with the weight of her own needs, all she could do anymore was stroke her hands over his muscular body encouragingly as he worshipped her body with his hands and mouth, paying specific attention to every inch as to leave none of her wanting for attention.
When he’d teased her until she felt as if she would cum without him ever having entered her at all, she gasped breath
lessly, “Now. I need you inside of me.”
He ignored her plea as he moved from her breasts to her belly and then lower, nibbling along the sensitive inside of first one thigh and then the other. She knew where he was going and struggled against it. Yes, she wanted to feel his hot mouth on her pussy, but at the same time she was so close to climax she didn’t want to give up the chance to cum with him deeply inside of her.
He didn’t give her a choice in the matter, though. He shoved her thighs apart and covered the lips of her pussy with his mouth, parting the folds with his tongue. He dragged it along her cleft until she thought she would loose all control. Pleasurable tremors went through her when he found her clit at last and began to suck it, lathed it with the tip of his tongue until she thought she would surely beg him for more.
She arched against him, writhed beneath him with the fires burning her up from the inside out, gasping for breath. Her body had become so tight with need until she ached all over. From one second to the next she struggled to keep at bay the release she could feel growing and struggled toward it. She wanted it, needed it. She wanted him inside of her more, all of him.
He ceased abruptly, shifting over her to thrust his cock into her opening with a feverish haste that spoke of his own imminent release.
She moaned as she felt him ram his engorged flesh inside of her, pushing her over the edge almost the minute he filled her completely. She dug her nails into his arms as the first shock wave hit her, screaming in rapture.
He ground his teeth together as he struggled for control, consumed with tremors as he sought the pace and rhythm he needed for his own completion. A groan that sounded half torture, half pleasure escaped him. He shuddered as he drove deeply inside of her.