“I love you,” Jordan tells me in a raspy tone of voice. “You have no idea how much.”
But I do know, how can I not know? He came all the way to Afghanistan to save me after making the decision not to return. How could I not be aware that he loves me now? There are no insecurities.
“I love you too.” I can’t wait anymore. I slide down onto him taking control. “I love you so much.”
My head lolls to one side as a hot ball of desire buzzes in my stomach. I can’t keep myself upright anymore because having him fill me up feels so damn phenomenal. It’s even better than I remember. We fit so well, connect so intensely, between me and Jordan it’s absolutely incredible.
“Oh fuck,” I moan while I cling to him desperately. “I’ve missed feeling you so much.”
He pumps his hips harder, slamming into me in a way that’s no longer careful but controlled by a deep-seated passion instead. I much prefer that, nothing can hurt me anymore. Especially not with these amazing sensations rushing through my entire system. I feel like I’m completely lit up, every nerve ending is standing up and experiencing the most wonderful feelings in the world. I never want this moment to end…
It isn’t long until I tumble and fall into the pit of pleasure. It’s been such a long time, I’ve wanted this forever, so soon the desire is racking through me, shuddering, shattering, causing me to see stars. I’d forgotten it was possible to feel this good. I let the zinging amazing sensations swallow me up, take me off this planet, allow me to feel wonderful once more. It’s such a simple yet complex orgasm, and I love every single second of it.
“Oh, Jordan.” I cling to him, allowing him to support me fully. “Oh God, that feels so good.”
Once the bliss has flown from me, I collapse weakly, emotionally and physically exhausted. I can’t take it any longer, everything has been drained from me. Jordan senses that and lays me back on the sheets. He hovers above me and drives himself into me slowly, lovingly, while looking down at me as if I’m everything to him.
When it’s time for the pleasure to explode from Jordan, I kiss him hard, swallowing up yells. I love every shudder, every tremble, every moment of vulnerability that we share with one another because this is really us connecting, having a fresh start, sharing our love wholly and with everything.
We collapse on the bed next to one another afterwards, lost in our own moments of post coital bliss, but we hold onto each other the entire time, as if we can’t bear to let go. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to let him go again. I will always want to know where he is from here on out, and I’m sure he will do me.
“So, where do we go from here?” I ask with a chuckle. “Like, this is a brand-new start for us. What do we do now?” I make a sweeping gesture with my hands. “The whole world lies ahead of us.”
“I don’t want to go anywhere but here.” He snuggles in closer to me. “I just want to stay in this bed with you forever. We don’t actually have to get up, do we? Ever?”
I laugh loudly. “Not for the time being anyway. I suppose we’ll have to eventually.”
Jordan twists onto his side and I see a twinkle in his eyes. But this one’s a little different. It isn’t the same one that came before. I don’t know what it’s about, but I presume it’s something to do with our future. I hope he’s as excited about it as I am.
“Well, I’m just going to focus on the ‘for now’ for the time being because that allows me to stay here with you. The only place in the world that I really want to be.”
I lean my head against his chest listening to his heart race rapidly. Yep, this is the only place in the world I want to be as well. My happy place.
30
Jordan
There’s almost a skip in my step as I walk through the city with the sun beating down on my shoulders. With Veronica back home and our life slowly returning back to some semblance of normality, life couldn’t be better. I’m so freaking happy, I feel like my mouth could split with joy. I don’t know if I’ll ever stop smiling again.
Of course, it hasn’t all been smooth sailing, nothing’s been that straight forward, there have been times where it hasn’t been easy, but me and Veronica are a solid team now, able to tolerate anything. When she wakes up in the middle of the night, screaming because she thinks that she’s still in the middle of that hell, I support her, when she went in to visit with her asshole boss who wasn’t nearly apologetic enough in my opinion I just about managed to keep my temper in check… for her benefit, and when I’ve had to deal with the consequences of the men we captured, she’s supported me to the bitter end. Life isn’t necessarily perfect, but it’s good enough for me.
My job has been amazingly supportive as well. The way that they’ve treated me ever since all of this happened has reignited my love for the armed forces. I’m back on Brandon’s side now, it is the best place in the world to work. If I ever meet him, I’ll let him know that. I’ll tell him that I understand. He was right. Even though it led to some terrible things happening, I get why he sold it to me. They look after their people, I’m taken care of. I’m very settled in my desk job now, assisting with the training of new recruits. Sure, I don’t think they’ll let me on another emergency transfer to Afghanistan, but I’m pretty sure I’m not going to need it again. It’s over.
Veronica is only based here in America for the time being as well. I’m pretty sure that Oliver wouldn’t dare try to send her anywhere else. I might not have been able to do anything to him directly, but I gave him a look from behind Veronica which I’m pretty sure he understood. He tries anything and I will kill him.
If it were up to me, she wouldn’t even work for him anymore, I wouldn’t have him anywhere near her, but I promised myself that I would be so much better now, I vowed to be more supportive and that’s what I’m doing. Whatever Veronica wants, I’m there by her side, supporting her, even if I don’t like it too much.
I head to the jewellery shop, knowing exactly what I’m looking for. This is something I should have done a long time ago, there’s no reason for me to hold back certainly not anymore. Another rush of glee washes over me as I glance my eyes around the silver and gold dotted around the store, glinting desperately at me. Each and every item is begging at me to buy it but today there’s only one item that I’m going to leave here with.
“Can I help you?” the pretty blonde-haired sales assistant purrs at me. “Do you know what you’re here for?”
“Actually, I do.” I know she’s only flirting with me for her commission, so I pay no attention to it. “I’m looking for an engagement ring for my very beautiful girlfriend. I’m going to ask her to marry me today.”
“Today?” Her eyes almost bug out of her head in shock. “And you’re only just getting the ring right now?”
“Well, it’s a bit of a spur of the moment decision. I need to ask her soon, we’ve been… apart for a while…”
“Wait, I know you!” Recognition flickers across her expression. “Your girlfriend is the journalist, isn’t she? The one who was captured by terrorists, am I right?” Her hands clutch to her chest. “Oh, my goodness. And you rescued her, am I right? You’re her superhero. And now you’re going to ask her to marry you. That’s amazing.”