Chance whipped his head around to face Miller who only offered a grin and returned his focus back to the horizon in search of enemies. “Oh, Lordy. What the hell have you gone and done?”
“Don’t know what the hell you’re talking about. I swear, you talk in circles sometimes, Chance.”
“I know how to talk. And you damn well know you’re hiding a lot more than you’re sharing. Fucking spill.”
Was he that transparent? “Nothing you need to know. When I feel like telling you anything then I will. Until then…fuck off.”
Chance grinned and slapped Miller on the back. “You, dawg, you. Getting action even out here in the middle of no man’s land.”
Before Miller could reply a bullet whizzed past his head. “Fuck!” He dropped to the ground with Chance and returned fire, stopping only to yell into the radio attached to his shoulder. “Taking fire. North ridge. Send goddamn backup.”
“I’ve got your back, Miller,” Chance yelled while firing. “Don’t you fucking get shot or I’ll kick your sorry ass.”
Miller understood the danger and Chance’s underlying meaning. This would be one hell of a battle to get out of without being maimed let alone get out alive. More bullets whizzed by their heads and into the sand around them. “Looks like only a few assholes. Let’s show them who the fuck they’re messing with.” Miller growled, removing his spent cartridge and replacing it with a fresh supply of bullets. “Don’t you get shot either, Chance. I don’t feel like carrying your ass out of here.”
When a bullet landed in front of them, the sand kicked up into Miller’s eyes blinding him. Son of a bitch! With his vision useless, Miller relied on his other senses and Chance. “Fuck. Can’t see.”
“Just aim forward so you don’t shoot me,” Chance replied, his voice edgier than he let on. “I’ve seen two fall. There’s two more. You take eleven o’clock. I’ve got three o’clock for getting your eyes.”
Miller aimed in the direction Chance instructed and emptied his gun. Now what?
Chapter Five
Cambrie had never been more grateful to cuddle on her couch with her laptop. She had been too busy after the press conference at the library to write Miller an email like he had requested. But now the night was hers and she tapped away on the keyboard.
Hi Miller. Sorry about taking so long to get back to you. Work was busy, but I’m all yours now. LOL.
She bit her bottom lip. Her inner friskiness warred with the businesswoman. Miller was a man who had said he had lots of time on his hands and there was a good chance he was really bored. Did he really want a dull email? Of course not. He wouldn’t give a shit what she was up to. Cambrie had to use her vivid imagination to keep his attention or she’d never win the grant. He had to be thrilled with her. She may have begun this project to keep her job, but the woman in her wanted to play.
So, Miller, I’m a bit curious as to how you’d think we’d be potent together. You sound like a man who knows what he wants and doesn’t hesitate to get it. My life has gotten a little predictable, so I’m looking forward to spicing it up with my new friendship with you.
I hope we can benefit each other. Hopefully, I’m not being presumptuous in thinking there’s a level of sexual attraction between us. It would be fascinating to see how that plays out. Maybe cyber sex is just what we both need. LOL. I look forward to your next email…and can’t wait to personally thank you for agreeing to participate in this pen pal program. I promise not to disappoint. Wink!
Hugz for now…Cambrie
Cambrie hit the send button before she could chicken out and hit delete instead. She shoved her laptop onto the coffee table and jumped up. Biting her nail, she stared at the screen.
Message sent.
Oh. My. Good. God.
She laughed. Wow. She had really done it. She had allowed her inner vixen to take control and seduce Miller. Now time would tell if it worked or if Miller thought she was a nutcase.
Waiting for a reply was silly since she couldn’t be sure when he’d get the email or even what time it was wherever he was. Housework wasn’t nearly as inviting as emailing Miller, but if she didn’t keep herself busy the time would drag by.
Ding!
Cambrie froze and stared at the screen. She hadn’t even moved from the living room yet. Sitting back on the couch, she opened her email.
Now that’s the way I like to wake up. Getting a hot email from an even hotter woman. Had a bit of trouble sleeping last night. Thoughts of you wearing lingerie and high heels kept entering my mind. I’d wake up with a huge hard-on each time.
So, baby, I’m game for anything. I can tell you one thing though, I can’t wait to taste every inch of your hot body. Holding your hands over your head, my mouth sucking your breast until the nipple stands tight and hard. Yeah, baby. Now that’s what I’m talking about.
What do you like sexually? What would you like to try? Any fantasies or fetishes? Don’t worry about offending me, cuz you can’t. I’ve got a very open mind and have learned that my sexual appetite is very hard to match. So when a beautiful, interesting woman like yourself comes along, I want to do everything in my power to satisfy her…make her yearn for me. Did you think about me today after our emails? Mmmm. Hope it was naughty thoughts. Write soon, Miller
Cambrie had to swallow hard. Now that was pretty straight forward and to the point. How did Miller manage to arouse her with just an email? Was she so pathetic that a few erotic words from a man she had never met could make her pussy throb to the point of aching for his cock? Closing her eyes, she could envision his naked body hovering over hers while he sucked her nipple. Her hand covered her T-shirt over her breast. Her fingers rubbed the nipple between them while she imagined it was Miller’s mouth working her.
Realizing that she was about to masturbate in her living room, she opened her eyes and returned her hands to the keyboard to send a reply. She could at least wait to orgasm until she could lie in her bed.
Did I think of you? Of course I did. It’s not every day I get a sexy, handsome pen pal to play with. And after reading your email, I believe I can match that sexual appetite you boasted of. You asked what I like sexually and if I have any fetishes. Well, I don’t like the same boring position all the time. Would love to find new positions that would allow your cock to stroke my G-spot while you fuck me harder and harder.
Cambrie breathed deep and fanned her hot face. She wasn’t sure if she’d complete writing the email before she burst into flames. For once in a very long time, she was enjoying herself and nothing would hold her back now. She loved feeling this aroused and sensual.
I’ve had fantasies about being spanked, but I’m guessing it would be painful and I don’t like pain. I’ll admit that envisioning you holding my hands in place made my throbbing pussy cream my panties. Would you like to tie me up, Miller, and have your way with me? I bet that would be very kinky and enjoyable. Being at your mercy would increase my pleasure, I’m sure.
I won’t lie. I’m blushing profusely while I type. I have never spoken to anyone like this and really can’t believe I’m being so open with you. Maybe it’s because I don’t expect that you’ll judge me for having a vibrant and active sexual imagination.
Where I live, there are not many opportunities to meet someone like you who isn’t afraid to speak his mind. The attention you’ve given me so far kinda makes my head swim-never really had a man take this kind of interest in me. So I guess in a way you’re my fantasy, Miller. Having a guy like you interested in a girl like me is something I hadn’t expected when I set out to do this project.
But please don’t think I’m complaining because I’m not. Your openness and attention have been a major bonus and a breath of fresh air. I only hope we can both enjoy this time spent via email.
Hugz, Cambrie
Waiting for his reply was torturous. Sitting on the couch, tapping her foot on the cushion and ringing her hands while she stared at the inbox would probably drive her insane. Switching on her telev
ision, she flipped through the channels without noticing the programs. Fifteen minutes later when the alarm alerted her that she had a message, she opened it and read with heightened interest.
Cambrie, honey, you’re fine. Don’t change a thing about you. I’ve enjoyed each email more than the last. Don’t know when I’ll be able to email again, but just wanted to say that once this mission is done, I’m coming to meet you. Then we will see if I can’t prove to you how beautiful you are.
I’m glad other men have been stupid enough to not make you theirs because that means I can work on making you mine. While these sexy emails are very enjoyable, there is so much more I look forward to discovering about you. Like what’s your favorite color? Your favorite flower? Your favorite food? What do you hope for the future? What’s your past?
I want to learn all about you. Just now, I was imagining us sitting on the couch, naked and huddled under a blanket, just talking. Talking about anything that came to mind. That’s something I’d enjoy as much as sex, having someone just to talk to about anything.
On missions, the loneliness can kill a man before a bullet. The thought of us spending time together will get me through this very boring mission. Cambrie Brasher, I’ve got to tell you that you’ve forever changed my perception of librarians. LOL. And for the better!
Reading your last email, I couldn’t help but imagine pushing deep inside your hot pussy with my thick cock and hearing you scream my name. Oh God, baby, what I wouldn’t do to be lying in your bed right now, discovering all of the secret erotic zones on that delectable body of yours.
But in time we will do all that and more. I want you, Cambrie. Very much. You can tell me no, but I’m afraid I will just have to seduce you until you melt in my arms and let me make love to you all night long…or all day long. My cock won’t be satisfied with fucking you just once. Oh, no, baby. I want to pleasure you until my name is all you can scream. I want to see the pleasure wash over your beautiful face, watch as your cheeks flush and your eyes flutter.
Stay rested, baby. You’ll need it for when I arrive which, God willing, will be any day now. Please send your address and I’ll let you know when to expect me. Of course, you don’t know me but Finn does. He’ll vouch for me that I’m not a psychopath and that you can trust me. Mmmm. Can’t wait to give you your first spanking.
Mwah! Miller
Oh. My. God.
Miller’s coming here? To visit her? To make love to her? All night? All day?
He didn’t waste any time. Wow. The air whooshed out of Cambrie’s lungs while she stared at the words on the screen, words that now blurred as her thoughts jumbled and her heart pounded. She jumped up and paced the apartment. Biting her fingernail, she began a mental list in her head.
She’d need to clean the apartment. Do some food shopping, since a man built like a machine probably wouldn’t survive on mac and cheese and frozen pizza. Get her hair done. Maybe a manicure and pedicure. Schedule a waxing session.
Oh, but when could she fit it all in between working and the extra hours needed to do fundraising for Miller’s care packages? And she desperately needed to visit Aunt Annabelle. Even if the old woman sounded vibrant on the phone earlier and fully supportive of Cambrie’s efforts at the library, Cambrie could hear the sadness in Aunt Annabelle’s voice. A phone call never replaced a visit in person.
Cambrie sighed. There just weren’t enough hours in the day and taking a day off from work when her job was on the line would be a sure way to end up in the unemployment line. Well, if Miller proved true to his word and showed up to meet her then he’d just have to like her as is and not expect some beauty queen that she wasn’t.
Maybe she could stall him. Yeah, if he could give her a month’s time then she’d have plenty of time to get everything done and be presentable and she’d have more time to spend with him.
Back at her keyboard, she typed.
That would be very nice for us to meet up, Miller, but unfortunately right now isn’t good timing.
The pen pal project requires a lot of my time so that the Veterans Affairs Department can see how much we have been supportive of your military service. If you could give me a month that would be fantastic.
In the mean time, I’m enjoying you very much. These emails make me smile but also arouse me. I think I’ll be a live wire by the time you arrive. Be warned that when I jump into your arms, I don’t plan to let you go until I’ve had my fill. LOL. I can assure you that my nipples are hard and awaiting your touch.
Tonight I fear I will have a restless night’s sleep with thoughts of our sweat-slicked bodies joined at the hips as you pump that magnificent cock deep into me. I can tell you have a superb cock just by the confidence you exude each time you write to me. You’re a man who knows how to please a woman no doubt. And I’m a woman waiting to be pleased. I’ll write more soon. Goodnight for now. Sweet dreams.
Cambrie
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Sex toys.
Oh, shit. She needed some if she expected Miller to fulfill her fantasies. This would be the chance of a lifetime. To have amazing sex—no limits—with a totally gorgeous man who could torment her with just words. Oh, hell, yeah. Cambrie was in this all the way. For once she would think of herself and, when Miller could visit, she’d find the time to indulge in every fantasy she could imagine.
Clicking some words into the search engine on the Internet provided Cambrie with exactly what she needed.
Sex toys for her pleasure. What a catchy advertisement.
Perusing the site only increased her arousal as she read about vibrators and dildos and anticipated what it would be like to use them with Miller. Her online cart quickly filled with the vibe, a chest harness with a dildo attached, lube, a paddle with a soft and hard side, pink fuzzy handcuffs that read “Spank Me”, and a butt plug.
Her cheeks burned once she completed the order with her credit card. Even though the total wasn’t terribly high, she still cringed knowing she’d more than blown her tiny monthly budget for novelty items, usually spent on a nice bottle of wine and girlie things like shampoo, lotion, and makeup. Now she’d be eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch for the next three months.
Hitting the submit button, Cambrie didn’t think twice. She’d starve to allow herself the chance at sexual freedom and bliss.
During her conversations with Miller, something deep inside her had awakened. Not quite sure what it was, and not really caring because it felt too good, Cambrie logged off and stretched. After a quick check to ensure the front door was bolted, she hurried to her bedroom. If the throbbing in her pussy didn’t go away soon, she would burst into a flame on the spot.
Masturbating had never been an everyday gratification for her busy life, but tonight she needed to indulge in a quality orgasm. Stripping naked took no time at all. The cool air fanned her heated flesh. Not bothering to remove the covers, Cambrie lay across her bed and raised her knees.
Biting her bottom lip, she closed her eyes and immediately the image of Miller’s naked body entered her vision. He stood there watching her massage her pussy while he stroked his huge erection.
“Rub your clit for me, baby,” his rough voice whispered.
She purred, her ass wiggling on the bed, her fingers inching down her belly until they found her hard clit. The sensation of her fingertip caressing the nub almost shot her off the bed. Never had she been this aroused and so instantly on the verge of exploding. Her finger dipped lower, slipping through the wetness covering her pussy lips. With her other hand, she manipulated her clit in small, fast circles while slipping another finger into her pussy.
She envisioned it was Miller’s cock slipping in and out of her pussy. The slurping sound of her arousal filled the room amidst her harsh breathing.
“Fuck that pussy, Cambrie,” Miller’s voice whispered in her ear. Oh, how she wished he were really here doing this to her.
The pressure built from her womb and crept up to her clit. Knowing an orgasm was stro
kes away, she hastened her manipulation of her clit. Her head spun when the familiar feeling of the orgasm, with its waves of pleasure flowing over her sensitive inner muscles, consumed her senses, stealing all her breath with its thrilling spasms.
“Yes!” she cried out. “Miller!”
“I’ll be here soon, baby. Real soon,” he whispered before leaving her.
“No! Stay!”
But his vision had evaporated, leaving her alone on her bed, her pussy lips dancing in strong aftershocks. Turning onto her side, Cambrie stared at her headboard from the middle of the bed.
What if Miller was just playing games with her? Could her heart handle it if he fucked with her mind? They hadn’t even met or spoke, just emailed. She sighed, pulled the blanket over her without bothering to lay the proper way on the bed.
Closing her eyes, it didn’t shock her that only blackness greeted her. Of course she read too much into Miller’s emails. Maybe he only needed her to pass his lonely time while on mission somewhere around the world. And she really only needed him to save her job.
She should be grateful to at least have enjoyed the strongest orgasm of her life thanks to thoughts of Miller’s naked body. Yeah, maybe she should be.
Then why did it leave her aching for so much more?
Chapter Six
A long, month had passed with only sporadic emails from Miller, each one helping to forge a beautiful friendship and to arouse Cambrie to the point of unbearable aching. The one time he had tried to call her had been unsuccessful. Wherever he was stationed was not conducive to phone calls and the connection had been a long stretch of static before the line disconnected, neither hearing the other speak.
Now six days had passed with no word from Miller, the longest time he’d failed to get in touch with her. Cambrie kept busy with her project and had even made some progress with fundraising for the care packages.
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