Fraternizing

'Alex,' I quickly responded. 'Call me Alex.'

Before she could say another word I was over her, my pleading cock at her entrance, and my face between her perky tits. I pulled away for a split second and looked into her memorizing green eyes.

'I'm gonna fuck you until I get tired, and I won't stop--not a second sooner.'

'Fuck me,' she whispered, turning her head to the side and giving me her pretty little neck once again. I took it, licking and kissing just the way I had done earlier while positioning myself in the ready position to enter her tight little pussy.

Just as I was about to dive in, my radio went off.

'Sgt. Cruz, this is Private Rinaldi, you copy.'

'FUCK!' I yelled in anger and utter frustration. No way was this shit happening just as I was finally going to get a taste of her with the one part of my body that needed her most.

Disappointment washed over her in an instant, further breaking me.

'I'm sorry. I have to get this shit,' I told her, moving off the bed and leaning down to pick up the radio. 'Sgt, Cruz. What is it?' I asked, my tone filled with anger.

'Fight on second deck, Sgt.'

'I'm on my way.'

I stared at my stubborn cock that showed no signs of breaking the need to be milked dry. Fuck. How was I supposed to get back to my post with this shit sticking out like it hadn't been given attention in years? Trying desperately to remove all thoughts of smashing someone's fucking teeth in when I finally got to this fight, I worked fast, re-dressing myself and trying to look as suitable as possible before making my way back out of her room.

'This isn't finished,' I said as I tucked my shirt back into my pants and fastened my belt. 'I'm coming for you in the morning.'

'I can't. I have plans with Dalton in the morning.'

Something about his name coming from her mouth, that very mouth that had just been on my cock, put a bad taste inside of me.

'Cancel them,' I barked.

'I can't. He--'

'I'm off duty at zero seven, depending on how much shit I have to deal with right now. Figure a way out of your plans.' I leaned down and kissed her, trying to touch and taste her for as long as I could. Our scents intermingled as we kissed, the taste of her on my lips and the taste of me on hers, supplying one another with the flavor of ourselves. She was fucking mine, I could taste it when I kissed her.

I poked my head out of the room, making sure no one was lurking about before walking out, striding angrily towards the scene of the fight that had that crazy fucking Allen kid sitting outside with another guy who I hadn't seen before.

'Who the fuck do you belong to?' I asked the unknown kid, feeling the frustration, anger, and build-up from the cock block.

'Data, Sgt.'

I turned to Rinaldi who stood there with the MPs and a notebook in his hands. Grabbing onto his arm, I pulled him away from the scene.

'Why the fuck are there MPs here before I was notified?' I questioned, staring him down with the urge to beat his ass right there in front of everyone. He swallowed, fear going off in his eyes as he tried to step away from me.

'I tried calling for you, Sgt. I tried a few times. I couldn’t get you, and I didn't know exactly where you had gone on your rounds.'

He swallowed again, his eyes still laced with fear as I calmed the fuck down. He had been left on his own, this fucking Private who maybe had four months in the Marine Corps. I had left him to deal with this shitty ass situation.

I patted him on the back.

'Thank you, Private,' I said before moving over to the MPs to find out exactly what they knew so that it could be logged into the duty log book. After speaking with them for the next twenty minutes, the guys were led back to their rooms with restrictions placed on them, and a note that they would be dealt with by their commands in the morning.

'Private Rinaldi, go ahead and make notes in the log book. I'm running to the john.'

He nodded his head, then sat down and got to work. I walked fiercely, desperately trying to combat the painful throb from my cock that had made its way up to my head. I needed a fucking release, and as I thought back to my opportunity to let loose with Cassie's mouth all over me, frustration seeped in even further. I made my way into the bathroom, slamming my hand on the door of the stall as I walked in and locked the door behind me. I thrust my pants down to my ankles and stood there, grabbing my cock with tremendous amounts of fury and aggression. I needed a release, but I was also pissed that I had left my post for pussy and that pussy was running around with another guy who irked the living fuck out of me. All of those thoughts at once had me jacking off hard and mad. Cassie was mine, and I’d be damned if that Dalton prick got any more of her time when I needed it so desperately.

What was happening to me? Abandoning a post in combat could lead to deaths, and we practice like we play, making sure that our duty time is treated like a combat situation. Cassie was weakening me, and the power of her pussy was overcoming my resolve. I loved it and hated it all at the same time. As I looked down at my now bulging cock being worked furiously by my angry hand, I beat the side of the stall with my fist until I came with loud groans through clenched teeth. Finally… finally feeling some sense of relief but still needing it to happen inside the walls of a very enticing, skillful, blonde beauty that had me wrapped around her finger.

 I was fucked. 

Chapter 10

Cassie

I woke up feeling like I had starred in my very own erotic dream, tasting and touching every inch of Sgt. Cruz-- Alex. The mere mention of his first name quickly reminded me that what I had experienced was no dream but, in fact, a healthy dose of pleasurable reality. I stood, making my way over to the bathroom when I noticed that Angelica still wasn't in her bed. Wherever she was, her absence was never more welcomed.

My legs felt like jello as I walked, so I slowed my steps to keep myself from falling over. Flashes of his tongue, his hands, those mesmerizing hazel eyes, and his incredibly demanding voice filtered through my mind as I finally made my way into the bathroom. His scent still lingered on me, that husky, manly, possessing scent that captivated me from the second I took a whiff of it. He had me, and I think by the smug smiles he kept throwing my way, he knew it.

My breasts ached, but with an ache that I had so desperately longed for. It wasn't long ago that I was hoping he would take me in and manhandle me, and it seems those wishes and hopes had become my reality.

Looking at my breasts in the mirror, I noticed that my normally pink nipples were a light shade of red with what looked like slight hints of teeth marks over them. He was an animal, and lucky for me, I hadn't been completely devoured just yet, so there was much more to come my way.

The ache between my legs brought on by Alex's swift exit didn't leave, even after I’d tried releasing the pent up aggression myself. My fingers were no substitute for his tongue, his large, thick, skillful fingers, or even the tip of his thunderous cock that was locked and loaded, ready to unleash tremendous amounts of fury on me.

He had me wrapped around his finger, his cock, his tongue...

And I knew...

I just knew that it would be a long fall if I ever thought about getting off.

Just as I was pulling a shirt over my head, a loud couple of knocks sounded on the door. I pulled it open,