HOSTILE: A Military Romance Novel (Military Men Book 1) (9 page)

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It was still dark when I awoke. There was no way to tell how long I had been asleep. A weight was on me, pressing me down onto the seat and holding me there.

For a moment I panicked and went to lash out. If it hadn’t been for some whispered words, I would have.

“Be with me, Derrick. Please,” she said into my ear. The skimming of her breath on my skin made my spine shudder with need.

Ariana was straddling me, I quickly realized. Her soft lips were kissing my neck, her small hands grappling with the buttons of my shirt in the darkness.

My cock was going crazy with anticipation. It didn’t need any time preparing; it didn’t need anything more than to be unsheathed and shoved into her cunt.

I could have just sat there and taken it, let Ariana do whatever she wanted to me. But I had a mission to think of, a career that I needed to protect. I grabbed her hands and held them together between us. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

The moonlight was making her eyes sparkle, hitting her face in the most spectacular way. God, she was beautiful. “Please, Derrick. I need to be close to you tonight. I can’t sleep anymore. I keep… remembering. Please.”

She was practically begging me to fuck her, let her have her devious way with me. I didn’t have to do a thing except let her.

I released her hands and she returned to kissing me, holding my cheeks in both her hands so her lips could find mine in the darkness. She tasted like strawberry lollipops, which was a miracle considering we hadn’t had anything to eat in hours. And definitely nothing tasting remotely like strawberries.

Shoving her off me was not an option now. She had me pinned in place and I was powerless to stop her. Ariana could win this round. I would gladly concede defeat to her.

I would pay for the consequences later.

She would be worth it.

Her lips and cute little kisses traveled down my body to my chest. She managed to open my shirt, but I couldn’t get it off my body while in my current position. My shirt wasn’t the one that needed to come off, anyway.

My hands tugged on the bottom of her top until she caught on and lifted her arms. I slid the thin material over her head, throwing it on the seat next to me. Her bra was unclasped with one hand, discarded easily.

It was a crime to cover her tits. While one of my hands drifted around her body and settled on her lower back, one hand stayed on her boob. Her nipple was as hard as a stone, easily able to be rolled between my fingers and elicit a soft moan from her lips.

It was cramped in the car, but that only meant our bodies could not lose contact with each other. Ariana let out a contented sigh as she rubbed her body against mine. Every time the fabric touched my crotch, my dick pulsed and twitched with need.

“I want your hands on my cock,” I whispered in her ear. She pulled back slightly, just enough to show me the wicked gleam to her smile.

“You’re going to have more than my hands, Corporal.”

With that being said, her fingers danced their way down my chest. She pushed back on her ankles to make room, her sexy tits bouncing with every one of her movements. My hands were attracted to them like magnets, never wanting to let go.

She tugged on my zipper, opening my pants with a look of concentration furrowing her brow. My erection was as plain as day even in the darkness. She tugged on it, pulling my dick free until it stood between us in all its engorged glory.

Her fingers wrapped around my shaft, pulling on the sensitive skin in all the right ways. My head lolled back on the seat, ready to be given over to all the joy this woman could give me with only her hands.

I was so horny I could have come in seconds, and that’s not what I wanted. The only way I wanted to climax was inside her cunt, snug and buried as deep as I could go. I gently removed her hands. “That’s not playing fair, Ariana. I want to fuck you, I’m going to come inside you.”

I reached for her pants. They didn’t have a zipper, just elastic. She had to help me slide them down her legs, the car not making it easy for either of us. The whole time, my cock winked with anticipation while my heart beat erratically in my chest.

While she was in position, I slid her panties down her legs, too. Her cute little snatch was on display, all hot and sticky for me.

She settled back down, her cunt dangerously close to my cock. It was tempting just to thrust into her, but I had something else in mind first. I wanted to hear Ariana try to stifle her moans of pleasure when I played with her clit.

Her hands were on my shoulders while mine went roaming. I kneaded her nipple with one hand while the other slid down her stomach until it reached her mound. I didn’t hesitate in delving further, not until I felt the warmth of her slick wetness.

I tickled her clit, just light enough to make her horny as hell but not hard enough to give her any relief. I wanted her to beg me for it, drop that haughty attitude and forget all about who we were in the real world. It was dark here. We could be whoever we wanted to be.

Her hips started undulating, trying to press her clit against my fingers to make my touch harder. I backed off, not letting her play that game. I was the one in charge here. I would decide when she could come. And that wouldn’t be for a while yet.

My hands went to her hips to stop her movement. She was biting on her lip while she looked at me through her long dark eyelashes. She had no idea how sexy she was, she really didn’t. My cock was screaming with excitement just from that one look alone.

“Are you going to behave?” I asked. She shook her head no. “Then no more for you. Do you want to stop right now?”

“No.”

“Will you behave, then?” She nodded this time, the answer I was looking for. My hands went back to her as she let out a sigh of contentment.

I played with her clit, toying with it between my fingers and giving it a tug every so often. She kept her hips in place this time, not risking me stopping again. My fingers easily slid through her pussy; she was drenched and so ready to be fucked.

My fingers slid further under her until I reached her entrance. I pushed one finger in, her cunt offering no resistance. A second finger followed it in, pumping her with my hand while my thumb rubbed circles on her clit.

Ariana’s back arched, her expression a picture of desire and want. She needed a release; she longed for the orgasm I was teasing her with. Her nipples were so close to my mouth, tantalizingly close. They were perfect and pert, juicy and big. I could have come just from watching them bounce as she writhed.

“You like that, babe?”

She moaned. “Hmmm. Don’t stop.”

“I’m going to make you come. Do you want that, babe?”

“Yes,” she sighed.

“How much do you want it?” It was fun seeing her in this state. She couldn’t think about anything except the pleasure my hand was giving to her. She was being driven into a frenzy and I had never seen her more beautiful.

“Please, Derrick,” she pleaded. I finally got her to beg me. It was a triumph that brought a smile to my lips. “Please give it to me.”

She was about to make my cock explode without even touching it. I needed to finish her off so I could get my relief. I was going to be begging for it before too long. I would never have told her that, though. It would be my secret to keep.

I quickly pumped my fingers in and out of her hole while my thumb beat out a pattern on her clit. It took only seconds for Ariana to lose control. She closed her eyes as she moaned. “Derrick.”

“Yeah, babe?” I kept fiddling with her clit, drawing out her orgasm for both of our benefit. Seeing her in this private moment where she couldn’t control anything was blissful. She was swept up in the pure ecstasy of our bodies touching and I watched her the entire time, noticing every little feature on her face, from the wrinkle of her brow to the sweet curve of her lips.

Her hands came down to pull mine from her, the sensations too much for her to bear. She slumped on to me, our chests beating out a frantic rhythm of their own. She lay there for some time while the rush of adrenaline coursed through her.

“Don’t go to sleep on me, babe,” I whispered with a hint of laughter in my voice. “I still want to fuck you. Hard. Now.”

She pushed herself up with her eyes burning into me. “I want to be fucked,” she said. “So, please, be my guest.”

“You said it, babe.”

I positioned her hips so she wavered over my cock. I was rock hard, standing straight up and strained against the skin. It felt like I was going to split in two if I didn’t relieve some of the pressure in my dick.

My hand briefly checked her cunt, making sure it was still wet enough for me. She was soaked; there was no way my cock was going to hurt her as I plowed inside. It was enough to give me the green light.

The only encouragement I needed.

I pushed her hips down, my cock barreling into her with sudden pressure. She gasped as I filled her, her tight little cunt wrapping around my dick and squeezing it just right.

I didn’t stop pushing on her hips until I was buried up to the balls inside her. Fuck, she felt good. Just tight enough to squeeze me, not tight enough to cause any pain to either of us. Ariana was perfect in every way. It was a pity this was going to be the last time we’d have sex. I tried to push that thought away for now.

Ariana started moving her hips, using her legs to slide up and down my shaft. I guided her rhythm, making sure she didn’t go too fast when it all felt so fucking good. I wanted to be doing this for hours, but I wouldn’t last that long. Not when her tits were bouncing with her body, her hard little nipples erect and waving at me.

I grabbed one of those tits, bringing it into my mouth so I could suck on her nipple. Her hand cradled the back of my head, pulling me closer against her. She loved having her boobs played with, loved my tongue swirling around her nipple. I bit gently, eliciting a pleasurable groan from her lips.

This woman was awesome. She knew exactly how to move our bodies to get the most intense feelings of joy I had ever experienced. She knew exactly what I needed before even I did.

My cock couldn’t take it much longer. If I was going to explode inside her, she needed to be satisfied too. I switched to the other breast and gave it some attention, sucking on her nipple like she was my lifeline. My hand wandered to her clit, playing with it again to bring her to the point of no return.

She increased the rhythm of our hips, slamming down on my cock before pulling her hips up again to release it. Our bodies slapped together, sounding so loud in the quiet desert that it felt like someone would catch us at any moment.

I would die a happy man.

“Ah, Derrick,” Ariana moaned. “I’m going to come, I can’t last any longer.”

I pushed down hard on her clit, taking all the breath out of her lungs. Her cunt contracted, squeezing my cock and letting me know she had climaxed – as if the serene expression on her face wasn’t enough proof.

I grabbed her hips and slammed into her one last time. It was all I needed to join her in Happy-town. The orgasm erupted from my dick, sending my cum spraying everywhere inside her and mixing her juices with mine.

“Fuck, Ariana.”

The climax sent a surge of heat through my body, coating my skin with a layer of sweat from the exertion. Nestled in her cunt was exactly the perfect place for my dick. It felt like home there. This woman’s body was made for mine.

I held her against my chest, both my arms wrapped around her. I was definitely going to keep her safe. Even if that meant laying down my life for hers. It would be worth it.

We remained in place for a long time. My cock went soft inside her, but she still refused to let me go. For a while there I thought she had fallen asleep.