My Special Forces Boyfriend Trilogy (8 page)

“Alex, what in the hell happened?” I asked. “Why are you in the hospital?”

Alex chuckled in his usual relaxed tone.

“I took a little injury over there in the desert,” he explained. “Just a bullet to my leg. It could have been a lot worse.”

I pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes.

“
Just
a bullet to the leg, huh?” I asked, jokingly.

Alex nodded, as he pulled down the sheets that were covering his lower half. His calf was fully wrapped in white bandages.

“It wasn’t that bad, really,” he said. “The bullet hit the bone, though, so they needed to do a surgery to remove the bullet, which I had actually had done in Virginia, after they sent me home from war. There ended up being a few complications afterwards, though, including some shrapnel in my leg that they didn’t find during the first surgery. So when they told me I’d need another surgery, but it wasn’t urgent, I decided to come back home and get it done; mostly to see you, Lindsey.”

I placed a hand on his injured leg, feeling the bandages underneath my fingers.

“So...you’re injured...” I said. “Does that mean...”

Alex cut my words short.

“Yes,” he said. “It means I’m not going back to war.”

My eyes widened and a smile crossed my face. He had just spoken the words that I had been waiting to hear for the past eight years.

“You’re not going back?” I asked. “Ever?”

Alex shook his head.

“They won’t let me fight any more,” he said. “I’m too much of a liability with an injury like this. I suppose they would let me take a desk job or something, but a Special Forces soldier like me doesn’t have any interest in a desk job. It’s all or nothing. I chose “nothing” because it’s really the only choice my pride will let me live with.”

I stood silently, unable to express the joy that was in my heart at that moment.

“Come on,” Alex said. “Hand me those crutches and let’s get the fuck out of here.”

I grabbed the crutches for him and he propped himself up with them, pulling himself out of bed.

“Where are you going to go?” I asked.

He still didn’t know I was married and once again, I quickly slipped my wedding ring into the front pocket of my jeans.

Alex pulled a tight green t-shirt over his head. Then he slipped on his jeans, which had been folded neatly on a chair nearby.

“Well, I was just going to stay in my old room at my parent’s house until I’m fully recovered and feel like finding my own place to live,” he said.

A smile crossed my face immediately.

“I’ll take you there,” I said. “Let’s go.”

***

A
lex and I drove through the old neighborhood, making our way toward his parent’s house. Having him sitting next to me in the car made me feel like a kid again. It reminded me of a more youthful time of my life.

As soon as we got to his parent’s house, a look of disappointment crossed his face.

“Damn, they aren’t home,” he said. “I was going to surprise them.”

I shrugged my shoulders and then parked the car across the street.

“Why don’t you just surprise them when they get home?” I asked. “They won’t even know you’re here.”

Alex nodded and then slowly stepped out of the car, grabbing his crutch from the back seat at the same time. He hobbled out and I turned off the ignition, helping him into his house.

Once we stepped inside, I took a quick glance around. Nothing in that house had changed since the last time I had been in there, over ten years before.

“Do both your parents still live here?” I asked.

“Yep,” he responded. “Mom and Dad, still in the same old house. Kind of funny, isn’t it? So many things can change while other things stay exactly the same.”

I nodded in agreement, as I closed the front door behind us.

“Come on,” Alex said. “Let’s go upstairs. I want to see my old room. It’s been years.”

Alex leaned his crutch against the wall and used the railing along the stairs to help him up. He moved faster than I imagined someone with a wrapped up calf would move, but I guess I shouldn’t have been so surprised, based on the phenomenal shape that he was in.

I followed him up the stairs and watched as he hopped on one foot down the hallway, quickly turning into his old bedroom.

“Oh, my God, Lindsey,” he said. “You’ve got to see this.”

I hurried down the hallway, eager to see what had him so excited. When I turned into the room where Alex was standing, my jaw dropped.

“Alex,” I said. “It’s exactly the same as how you left it. It hasn’t changed a bit.”

A huge smile crossed his face as he glanced around the room, eventually bringing his gaze to me. I watched as his eyes slowly began to fill with tears, the weight of his reality finally kicking in.

“This moment, right now,” he said. “This moment reminds of one between us ten years ago. It was right before I left to go to boot camp, before I knew that it would be years before I’d be home again.”

I nodded my head, emotion beginning to swell up inside of me.

“I remember that moment quite clearly,” I said. “I didn’t want you to go.”

Alex sat on his old bed and motioned for me to come sit next to him.

“I was so nervous,” he continued. “I didn’t want to go either. But I thought that I had to, in order to show you that I could be man enough to take care of us if we ever had a family. But once I got involved in Special Forces, it took over everything that I cared about. I became a new version of myself; one who only cared about the missions that were given to me by my superiors.”

As he spoke, he placed his hand on my lower back, moving it up and down my shirt. His touch felt amazing, immediately soothing the emotions inside of me.

“Alex, there are some things that I haven’t told you yet,” I said. “I made a promise to you that I would wait for you no matter what... But I didn’t wait.”

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wedding ring, holding it in the air.

“I’m married, Alex,” I said.

Then I took a deep breath, looking him over. His blue eyes shined brightly in the daylight that was pouring in the window, just like they had 10 years before in the very same room.

“Why didn’t you tell me before?” he asked.

I put the ring back in my pocket and placed my hand around his waist, leaning my head against his muscular shoulder.

“I didn’t want to hurt you,” I said. “And I didn’t want to lose you. It was selfish and unfair for me not to tell you, though, and I’m sorry.”

Alex stood up from the bed on his good foot. I thought he was angry at first, and I would have understood if he was. So I was surprised when he turned around to face me. He then leaned forward, placing his hands on the topside of my thighs. His face was just inches from my own as he spoke.

“Do you love him?” he asked.

I didn’t have a good answer, so I stayed silent.

“The fact that you don’t have an answer tells me everything I need to know,” he said.

Our eyes met and immediately, I felt like I was being sucked into his sexual trance once again, the same one that I had succumbed to several times before and that I had no control over whatsoever.

Before I could utter a sound, Alex leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. Immediately, a tingle shot through my body and I moaned softly out of surprise. I didn’t skip a beat, though, despite the fact that I knew it was wrong. I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue inside. Then I brought my hands to his face, feeling his thick beard underneath my fingers.

Alex...how do you do this to me every time?

As we kissed, Alex brought one of his hands to my stomach, gently pressing forward, causing me to relax back onto the bed. Then he crawled on top of me, his muscular body making me feel tiny in comparison. I moved my hands to the bottom of his t-shirt, pulling it up just enough so that I could touch his muscular abs. As my fingers moved up and down his stomach, Alex began to grind his crotch against mine. Immediately, I noticed a bulge that was beginning to grow underneath his jeans.

I slowly pulled my face away from his and looked him in the eyes.

“You do realize that this is all I wanted all those years ago, right?” I asked. “I wanted you, just like this, in this very room.”

Alex smirked and responded, “Well, I guess I was a little late. But better late than never, right?”

I giggled and rolled my eyes. Alex brought his face to my neck and began to tease me with his lips, kissing the skin from my ear to my shoulder. I breathed in quickly, as I began to get turned on.

As Alex kissed my neck, I brought my hands to his arms, moving them up toward his shoulders and feeling his massive muscles underneath my fingertips. Each muscle was perfectly toned and rock hard. He was the only person I had ever seen in real life that was in that kind of shape. It was hard to believe that he was the same person I grew up with.

Alex moved his lips across my chest and kissed the top of my cleavage. Then he brought his hand to the bottom of my shirt and quickly pulled it up over my breasts, exposing them to the air.

“No bra?” he asked, smiling.

Then, before I could respond, Alex brought his mouth to one of my nipples, flicking his tongue over it quickly.

“Fuck yes,” I whispered.

He lapped at the firm pink flesh and then removed his mouth, my nipple shining bright from his saliva. He then immediately brought his tongue to my other one, giving it equal attention.

Pleasure washed over me as Alex sucked on my tits, while at the same time grinding the bulge in his crotch against my flower. With each buck of his hips, I began to crave his cock with more intensity, until I knew that there was no turning back. I had to have it and I had to have it right then.

“Fuck, Alex,” I said. “Fuck me. Fuck me like you were supposed to all those years ago. Right here in your old bed.”

Alex growled, his mouth still over my breasts. Then he slowly pulled his face away, creating a wet kissing noise. My nipple stood fully erect, pointing directly in the air.

“I’ve thought about that day a million times,” he said. “How did I ever say “no”?

As he spoke, he pushed up off of the bed and stood at my feet. He then pulled his shirt over his head. I noticed a few small scars on his stomach that I hadn’t noticed before.

“What are those from?” I asked.

“Oh, that?” he asked, nonchalantly pointing at the scars. “Just a flesh wound. Nothing to worry about.”

Then he tossed his shirt on the dresser behind him. It landed on a stack of old yearbooks that were piled neatly and organized by the year. A smile crossed my face as I pushed myself up further on the bed, grabbing one of his pillows and placing it underneath my head. I relaxed and watched as Alex unbuckled the belt that was holding his jeans up. Then he pulled them to the ground, along with his underwear, releasing his firm dick.

The instant I saw it, a moist heat presented itself in my crotch and my pussy began to throb.

Oh, God...he’s so perfect.

Alex gently stroked his shaft between his thumb and forefinger while he stood at the edge of the bed. I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed him inside of me. So I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, kicking them off of my feet. My panties were still on, but when I went to grab the waist strap to pull them off, Alex stopped me.

“Wait,” he said. “Keep them on.”

I cocked my head to the side.

“Really?” I asked.

Alex nodded his head and then crawled on the bed, spreading my knees apart with both hands. Then he slipped two of his fingers underneath the front of my panties, pulling them to the side and revealing my shining flower.

“I like them on you,” he said, as he ducked down.

His face disappeared from view, hidden behind my breasts as I laid on my back. Within a second, Alex dove in, his tongue flicking my clit with the same ferocity that he had pleasured my nipples with.

“Fuck yes,” I said, as I brought my hands to my breasts, squeezing them softly.

Alex moaned into my pussy, and then increased his pace, moving his tongue up and down my pink folds and then focusing on my clit for a moment.

Waves of ecstasy began to course through me and I felt as my pussy pumped its juices out onto his tongue, the wet noise coming from my crotch increasing significantly in volume.

I lifted my legs and draped them over Alex’s shoulders. Then I started to buck my hips forward, dragging my flower over his mouth, increasing the sensation.

“Yes...Alex...just like that,” I moaned.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, pressing it into the pillow. Alex brought one of his hands to each of my hips, squeezing them firmly as he ate me out. He moaned again, the vibration from his voice transferring into my sensitive opening and creating a unique kind of pleasure.

“Fuck, baby,” I whispered. “That feels amazing.”

Alex began moving his face back and forth, dragging his lips across my pussy flaps. Then, after a moment, he pulled his face away.

“Uh, uh,” I said, shaking my head. “You’re not done yet.”

I then placed a hand on the top of his head, running my fingers into his thick, black hair. Then I pulled his face back into my opening, making sure his tongue pressed directly into the firm nub at the top of my pussy.

“That’s better,” I said, my voice wavering as soon as the intense pleasure was back.

Alex began flicking my clit quickly with his tongue, pummeling it with all of his might. The waves of pleasure began to increase and within a second, I felt myself rising toward orgasm.

“I’m coming,” I said, as the intense sensation began to fill every inch of my body.

Alex nodded his head in agreement, his mouth still planted firmly against my opening. He kept his pace and I began to moan louder.

“Oh, fuck, Alex,” I stuttered, as I bucked my hips forward.

Suddenly, my body burst with sensation. A moment later, an explosive orgasm coursed through me.

“Fuck!!!” I squealed, as I became overwhelmed with pleasure. “Yes!!!”

My legs clamped tightly around his head, pulling his face into me even harder. The waves of pleasure bombarded me, every cell in my body exploding with ecstasy. My mouth dropped slightly and my breath was immediately taken away as I rode the high peak of orgasm, savoring the sensation for as long as possible. After a few moments, the deep sensation tapered off and I was left laying there with my hands and legs trembling.