burst out of my pants if I didn't figure this shit out soon.
I stood before her room, sweat coating my hands and now my face as I pulled out my key ring with the keys to all of the barracks rooms in the building. I fumbled with them, finding it hard to keep my grip as I moved key after key, trying desperately to find the one to her room and get inside before anyone could see me.
What was I going to do once I was inside? I wasn't sure on that, but at that moment all I wanted to do was get in there and satisfy the deep seated hunger and need that I had for her. Everything below my waist wanted to have her, to touch her, to feel her, to own her. I wasn't about to let this shit fester any longer. So without allowing my mind to give it another thought and somehow make me back out, I grabbed the key to her room, stuck it into the keyhole and turned. Slowly pushing the door open, I found myself in the doorway while she slept peacefully in her bed, the moonlight streaming into the room, hitting her and putting her angelic form on full display.
That sweet vanilla smell that always seemed to wrap me up and knock me senseless charged me at full force as I stepped further in, quietly closing the door behind me. Ruiz wasn't supposed to be back, but just in case, I did a quick sweep of the room to make sure my plans wouldn't be spoiled. She was out as planned, putting a sinister grin on my face. Thoughts of finally getting my hands all over Bennett's picture perfect body did that to me. As I strode over to her bed, I began wondering what the fuck my next move should be.
The second that thought entered my head, my cock jumped, but I abandoned it, knowing good and damn well that it was a horrible idea.
I couldn't just stand there like a perverted stalker; I had to think of something.
She tossed and turned a hell of a lot in her sleep. The tiny tank top and matching shorts that she wore, her gorgeous sun-kissed legs sprawled out all over the bed, had me staring at her for far too long. My eyes were enjoying the show, but my hands were beginning to itch now, and my cock, which was thrumming with need, wanted me to do something to end the agony piling up inside. Before I could give it another thought, I sat down on the edge of her bed, leaned over, and began trailing kisses from one shoulder over to the next. She squirmed a bit but didn't stop me.
As my lips made their way to her other shoulder and then back to the center, just below her neck, my hands trailed over her shoulders, pulling down the straps of the tank top that was so gracefully hindering my ability of getting to one of her most beautiful and luscious assets. She mumbled something that I couldn't make out, making me freeze for a second, but then continued to lie there, so I took it as my invitation to go even further.
As I worked the tank top down, her beautifully sculpted back was presented to me, and I wasted no time kissing every inch of her that I could get my lips on. The moonlight shining into the room highlighted small traces of her back, almost pointing out the areas that needed my attention most. I grabbed her beautiful blonde hair, the feel of it soothing something deep inside of me. Pushing it aside, I placed harder kisses on her back and up her neck while snaking my hands around and grabbing hold of her tit. The feel of it in my hands again after wanting it for so long caused me to lose my breath, sending my heart into an erratic beat that couldn't be slowed. I exhaled loudly, causing her to stir and turn over.
She gazed up at me.
'Shh…' I said, staring down into those beautiful green eyes that seemed to melt me every time they peered at me.
She looked around the room, a sense of panic going off in her eyes as I worked to calm her down.
'Ruiz is gone. No need to worry about her,' I whispered, holding her face in one of my hands. Her baby soft skin was so incredibly addicting that I found my hand running up and down her cheek, loving the feel of it.
'What are you doing? We could get in so much trouble.'
'I'm not worried about that right now,' I quickly answered as I continued to remove her tank top from her body. Her tits sensually revealed from the confines of the fabric, begging me to place my mouth around them. Since I was such a gentleman, I had no desire to deny her of anything she wanted from me at the moment.
My mouth was on one tit while my hand squeezed and massaged the other. The way it filled every inch of my mouth, the silkiness of her skin, the firmness of her tit, sent my mind over the edge with excitement as I finally got to taste something that had been haunting me since I first laid eyes on it. Running my tongue around the outer edge of her nipple, her panting picked up as her hands gripped onto my back, tugging and pulling with each suckle that I gave. The more she tugged, the more vigorous I allowed my tongue to sweep over her. I didn't give two shits that I was still in uniform and that she was probably ruining it at this moment. All I cared about was ending this craving that I had for her and making sure that she enjoyed every fucking second of it.
I quickly swapped tits, moving to the other and giving it the attention from my mouth that its counterpart had just experienced. My hand grabbed the other, holding tightly as I licked her up like a lollipop. Her pants turned to low moans as her hands moved to my head, trying desperately to grab my hair. The sounds of her pleasure made me want to give her so much more— to challenge her, to challenge me, to see how far I could take us. I scraped my teeth over her, her nipple standing at attention every time I did so.
Aggression took over as I wanted to watch her buckle, to come apart beneath me. My hand picked up in intensity with the forceful sucking, my short nails gently scraping over her, feeling the goose bumps that had surfaced.
'You can't--'
'Can't what?' I cut her off, not wanting her to stop me before I even had the chance to do what I really wanted to do to her. 'Don't stop what we both want, Blondie. I can't take anymore stares and lip sucks. I need to get inside of you, like fucking yesterday.'
Her eyes narrowed, filling with exorbitant amounts of lust while a faint smile spread across her face.
'Blondie?' she asked, laughing slightly. 'That's the second time you've called me that.”
'Yes, Blondie.'
Before she could fix her lips to say anything else, I brought her mouth to mine, kissing her gently before she gave me an opening, allowing me to take it-- all of it. My tongue worked itself into her mouth, exploring every inch of her. I used one hand to pull her shorts down, and much to my pleasure I found that she wasn't wearing panties, leaving nothing inhibiting me from getting to what I needed so badly.
Our tongues worked over and around one another. She pulled back every so often, using her teeth to trap my bottom lip. I let her do it a few times before I took over and did it to her, biting on her lip while running my hands all through her silky, soft hair.
I continued kissing and licking her neck as my hands ravaged her hair, tugging as I sucked on what appeared to be her weak spot. She turned her head, giving me further access while soft moans escaped her.
'Shhh,' I chided her, placing my fingers over her mouth. 'Keep your voice down, or neither of us will be getting anything.'
She didn’t respond, but her body did it for her. I lay between her legs as I took her neck, her cheek, her lips...
I went back to her tits, those beautiful, ample tits that seemed to constantly beg me to take them and have my way with them. She arched her back and brought her knees together as she tried in vain to stifle the moan coming out of her mouth. I knew it. I had her. I just needed to get her ready a bit more before I tore into her and fucked her to pieces. Her soft, gentle breaths hit my ears with every moan and exhale that she released, teasing my cock to the point that I was beginning to worry that she had the upper hand and would end up fucking the life out of me.
I used my knees to break her legs free and guided my dick up to the entrance of her pussy. She lifted her hips, inviting me to make my way inside, and I knew that I still had her.
I had no intention of giving in to what she was so obviously ready for.
My kisses trailed down her torso, that impressively solid part of her body that matched perfectly with the perkiness of her tits. I lingered around her navel, dipping my tongue inside and making her buck a bit as she tried to hold her legs closed again.
'Don't try that shit,' I whispered, smiling at her. The longing in her eyes had my heart racing, sweat building, and my dick twitching.
I continued working in and around her navel, my sweat coated hands holding firm to her hips as she swiveled them, much like she did that night on the dance floor at Coyotes. My lips swept down to just above her pussy, kissing the triangular pattern leading to it. After a few kisses, I stopped, looking up at her and finding
