Every time was still so desperate and breathless, filling us with a crackling excitement that would never fade. His hands gripped my waist, rocking up into me as we moved together.
“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he murmured. “So sexy when you’re on top.”
Our bodies rolled, pumped, squeezed every ounce of pleasure from the other as we tried to stifle our moans. His biceps began to bulge as he gripped my hips, lifting and lowering me so that I could relax, lost in the moment.
“Touch yourself,” he rasped.
The way he stared at me as if he were hypnotized made me feel so sexy and powerful that I always obeyed his dirty little commands . Sliding one hand up into my hair, and the other down to rub against my clit, his seductive smile told me he was memorizing the sight above him.
I was already too far gone, trying to choke back my wails as he gripped me harder, thrusting up into me deeper and faster as it felt like he was losing control.
“I need to feel you let go,” he choked.
In a flash I was aware of every inch of our bodies touching – my knees clamped around his hips, my toes against his thighs, his big hands on my hips, and my pussy rippling across his thickness as I started to climax.
“James,” I moaned, then completely lost the power to speak as the heat rushed through me like a tidal wave.
“Yes, baby…yes,” he growled, staring into my eyes as his jaw clenched, shuddering as I felt the hot bursts of his release inside me. Watching his muscles ripple with tension made me strangely proud.
After we caught our breath, I carefully got up and lay beside him. Snuggling into his shoulder, my hand slid up to its favorite spot right over his heart.
“Do you think they’ll stay asleep long enough for another round?” James asked.
I laughed. “Let’s not press our luck. Save something for tonight.”
“All right,” he pouted, sticking out his bottom lip.
I kissed it, then his entire mouth as we relaxed into each other’s arms. Looking up, I absolutely adored the gentle look in his eyes.
James was completely relaxed now. No big secrets, no topic that had to be avoided, no emotional minefields to step around. His neutral state now was peaceful, not grumpy.
He was no longer a broken soldier. He was a loving husband, devoted father, and an incredible man. But most importantly, he was all mine.
*** The End ***