PRIVATE: A Military Romance Novel (Military Men Book 2) (16 page)

“Better, thank you. I can’t wait to get this cast off my arm, though. The thing itches like a bitch.” And that was putting it lightly. Sometimes I wanted to gnaw my own arm off just to have some relief.

“That’s why I’m here, actually.” Atoll was using his apologetic voice, the one that warned I wouldn’t like what he was about to say. “I have spoken with your doctor and he said you need further treatment. You need surgery to reset your bones properly. A procedure we are not equipped for here.”

It wasn’t news to me, I’d had the same conversation with the doctor before he let me go. When I’d refused to listen to him, he must have run straight to the major. I hated the way everyone tried to protect me without caring about what I actually wanted.

“I’m sure the doctor is exaggerating the extent of the damage. This cast will be fine to fix my arm,” I replied, trying my best to put a warning into my words. I didn’t need all these men looking after me, I could function perfectly by making my own decisions.

“This is not a choice, Sasha. I promised your father I would watch over you and I never shirk my responsibilities. This is an order to return home and get proper medical treatment. You are officially on medical leave until your arm is better. A plane is expected in tomorrow at six hundred hours to take you to Germany. From there you will be transported home.”

He didn’t wait around for further arguments. I tried not to get angry and make the situation worse. I knew he would have given any soldier that order if they were in the same situation. But still, a part of me was certain it was personal too.

I had one night left on base before I would be whisked away. I knew exactly how I wanted to spend that time and my uncle Arthur would hate it.

Packing could wait, this couldn’t. I headed straight back out of the dorm before I hurried through the corridors. I searched the mess hall, the rec room, the strategy room, and a dozen more places before I found him.

Matt was talking in hushed tones with Watson in the weapons storage facility. Being subtle was no longer my concern. “Sir, I need to talk with you.”

Their heads snapped around like two little boys that had been caught doing something they shouldn’t. Watson slapped Matt on the back. “I’ll see you around, Rafter.”

“Yeah,” Matt said without taking his eyes off me. He waited for Watson to be out of earshot before continuing. “What can I do for you, Kincaid?” His eyes were smoldering, knowing exactly what was on my mind.

I’d been thinking about his naked form since the last time we’d been together. I was wet between my legs just remembering it. “I need a debriefing, corporal.”

“You’d better come with me, then.” His lips quirked into a sexy smirk and it was all I could do not to tear his clothes off in the armory.

I followed him, noticing how Matt tried to keep a normal pace when he was just as keen to run away as I was. My steps matched his, our black boots almost identical as they beat a rhythm much faster than our hearts.

I wanted to giggle like a schoolgirl while we weaved through our comrades with the dirtiest of intentions on our minds. The base suddenly seemed way too big as we tried to find a moment of privacy.

Matt took me back to his dorm. It was empty but it didn’t have a lock on the door. “People are going to come in,” I protested.

He pulled me against him, melding our bodies together. “I’ll put a sock on the outside handle.”

“That will stop them?”

“If they know what’s good for them.” He laughed at my unease and let me go long enough to hang the sock. He returned to me, his mouth instantly found mine, kissing me passionately and deeply.

I moaned with relief, finally having Matt in the way I wanted to. I felt complete with him, cherished in a way I’d never experienced before.

“Get down on your knees, private,” he whispered next to my ear, sending a wave of shivers down my spine. Our eyes met for a moment before I followed his command. “Suck my cock. That is an order.”

I was more than happy to comply. My fingers deftly worked his zipper until his pants were loose enough to fall to the floor. There was already a bulge in his underpants, begging me to release his mighty cock.

Instead of moving too fast, I massaged the bulge first. Cupping his cock through the material, I gently rubbed it until there were spots of pre-cum on the fabric. Matt hissed out his approval while looking down at me. I loved the fact he was watching everything I did, allowing me to see his approval.

Finally, I pulled his underwear down, making sure not to catch his cock in the waistband. He was gloriously naked from the bellybutton down, his camouflage shirt the only barrier to seeing all of him.

I moistened my lips before I licked a circle around the tip of his cock. It was salty and slick, getting ready to fuck me hard when it was time. My broken arm had to remain at my side while my good hand cupped his balls. I rolled them between my fingers, tugging them downwards until he moaned.

His approval spurred me on, I took more and more of him in my mouth. Matt was big, I didn’t think I was going to be able to fit his entire cock into my throat. I tried anyway, my tongue sliding up and down his shaft to draw out his pleasure for as long as he could withstand.

The head hit the back of my throat as I sucked as hard as I could. I wanted to bring untold pleasures to him, leave him with a reminder of our time together before I had to go home. To know we shouldn’t be together like that only made it sweeter.

Matt tangled his fingers in my hair, helping guide my head along his shaft the way he wanted me to. His penis easily glided along my lips, now soaked with saliva. He closed his eyes and was lost in the exquisite feelings for a few private moments.

His hand stilled while just the tip of his cock was still in my mouth. I looked up at him through my lashes to see the approval blazing in his eyes. “Any more, sweetheart, and my cock is going to explode. Stand up so I can take your clothes off and show you how much I love you.”

I reluctantly let his cock fall from my mouth with a whimper. The taste of his juices still lingered on my lips. “My body is all yours, corporal.”

“So it should be.” He stepped forward before his hands got busy with the buttons of my shirt. He moved in double time, getting my uniform off before I could even start on the first of his buttons.

My shirt fell away, guided by his hands to make sure it didn’t hurt my broken arm. It was quickly followed by my bra, pants, and panties. I was naked and throbbing for him, my pussy begging to be touched and fondled.

“It’s your turn now,” I muttered as I lunged for his buttons. Matt caught my wrist in his grip and stopped me.

“Patience, private.” He released me when he was satisfied I wasn’t going to rush again. He took a step back and flashed me the panty-dropping smile he had perfected during this deployment.

One by one, he undid his own buttons. He gave me a striptease, revealing his chest bit by bit until I was so horny I was ready to climb all over him just for some satisfaction.

His shirt was finally undone before he dropped it onto the floor. We were equal now, both as naked as the day we were born. It was my favorite way to be with him.

Our bodies rushed together like we were magnetic. Once we collided, our mouths fixed on each other, and he ripped all the breath from my lungs. It made me wonder how I’d truly lived without him in my life.

Matt’s hands went wandering, sliding down my bare back and cupping my ass cheeks. His hands were warm, making my skin tingle with his touch. One hand slid around my body, lifting my knee until I could wrap it around him. He held me against him, his hard cock pressing into my belly.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he moaned against my skin as he starting running a trail of kisses over my neck. It was tickling and sizzling, affecting me in ways I’d only ever dreamed of before.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he promised.

“Whatever you say, corporal.”

I could feel the smile on his lips between kisses. He was going to send me home with a hickey that I hoped nobody noticed. It would make me think of him every time I looked at it.

He stood up again, letting my leg return to the floor. I could still feel his hand on my knee even though it had been removed.

“Turn around and lean over the bed,” Matt ordered.

I followed directions until my ass was in the air and begging to be spanked. Matt’s warm hands ran over them, dipping between my legs until he could just skim over the sensitive skin of my pussy.

“Your cunt is so perfect, private. I’m going to be buried deep inside of you soon and you’re going to love it.”

“Yes, sir.”

He stepped closer until I could feel his cock rubbing along my clit. I was so horny I could feel everything he did with hyper awareness. One tiny rub on my nub and my knees almost buckled.

Matt leaned over as he positioned himself at my entrance. His hand reached around me and slid between my folds. He didn’t need to check whether I was ready for him, it was painfully obvious as my pussy dripped with juices.

His strong hands gripped my hips, guiding my movements as he brought me backwards to meet his every thrust. We moved in perfect synchronicity, connected by our most private regions. His cock filled me until I felt complete.

One of his hands rubbed along my back, warming the skin with his hot hand. I was already heated from the high temperature of the air outside, having this incredibly sexy man touch me only made my fever skyrocket.

“I love your ass, private,” Matt crooned. Every syllable sent a new shiver down my spine. I loved every part of that man and I wanted him to love every part of me too.

His delicious cock pumped in and out of me, making my thoughts fuzzy. All I could think about was the exquisite pleasure as it continually rolled through me. I was nothing but a burning ball of fire and completely at Matt’s mercy.

“So beautiful,” he continued. I could take the compliments all day long.

One of his hands slid around my body to cup my breast. They were swinging in the gap between the bed and my chest while I leaned on my elbows. Every time Matt pushed into my pussy I moved forward with the motion.

“I’m going to come on your tits one day, sweetheart. I’m going to love seeing all that juice run over your perky little nipples.”

“Do it now,” I said breathlessly.

He laughed. “No, sweetheart, not now. Right now I love the feel of your tight cunt around my cock. I’m not pulling out of you for anything.”

He thrust in particularly hard, burying himself deep within my walls. I was stuffed full, reveling in the feeling of him inside me.

Matt’s hand left my nipples in a tight peak before he slid his palm down my belly. With our strict training regiment, I had abs to rival his. Both of our bodies were toned and buffed to perfection. We each had the stamina to do this all night long.

My broken arm was starting to smart, invading my thoughts like an unwanted intruder. I relaxed myself so that I laid on the bed with just my ass stuck up in the air. The relief was instant on my sore body.

His hand tangled into my folds, mercilessly caressing my clit until I had to hold my breath to stop myself screaming out with the sheer ecstasy of his movements. The man owned me, he knew exactly where I needed to be touched before I did.

I wasn’t going to be able to keep it together for much longer. He might be in control but I wasn’t. I wanted to let go and allow the waves to crash over me until I was exhausted from the efforts.

Our bodies slammed together in rigorous motion, my body bouncing with his every push into my pussy. Matt’s hand was working between my folds, rubbing my nub into oblivion. My body was a mass of feeling, every thrust better than the last.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” Matt said, a desperate promise whispered into the air. He rammed into me harder, spreading my walls apart with wonderful torture. He needed release but I knew he wouldn’t take it until I did it first.

His finger picked up speed, flicking at my clit until I couldn’t maintain any semblance of control anymore. I dived into the ocean of ecstasy, letting it take me over from head to foot.

Nothing else mattered in that moment. I forgot about everything and just lived in the precious moments we shared. My heart raced out of control, threatening to break ribs as it pounded in my chest.

“Sasha… fuck… ah!” Matt finally allowed himself the happiness of his orgasm, joining me in the uncontrollable pool of emotion.

The room swam around me as I tried to keep my knees locked so they didn’t collapse on me. Matt moved his hands so they rested on my hips while his cock was still inside me.

A contented sigh left my lips as the endorphins raced around my body and left tingles in its wake. All stress was forgotten as I relaxed and enjoyed the ride. Every one of my tense muscles unknotted and stretched contentedly. There was nothing about that moment that I would have wanted to change.

I felt as light as a feather while with Matt. He made everything seem possible and chased away all the nightmares. I loved him so much that words didn’t seem nearly good enough to express it.

He withdrew from me as his cock started to soften. Matt pulled me against him as he laid on the bed. I wriggled closer so I could rest my head on his buff shoulder.

Matt placed his arm around me, pulling me even closer so we could snuggle together one last time before tomorrow. I could hear his heart beating, satisfied that it was racing just as much as mine was. We’d both had a better workout than our grueling training schedule.

I almost wimped out on saying what needed to be said, but it wouldn’t be fair to him if I didn’t say anything. “I’m leaving tomorrow.”

Matt tensed. “Why? Where are you going?”

“Atoll has put me on medical leave. The doc said I needed an operation that they can’t do here so they’re sending me home.”

“I don’t want you to go.”

“Neither do I, but the major won’t listen to me, he’s already made the arrangements. You know his word is final.”

He kissed my forehead. “If you need medical treatment, then home is the best place for you. Even if it means I’m going to miss you like crazy.”