'You couldn't be more wrong about Dalton, Alex,' I said, finally letting out a laugh. I pulled out of his grip and moved a couple of steps away from him. 'You should watch Leti,' I bitterly responded, causing his eyes to narrow in snake like slits and his face to contort in anger.
He let out a haunting laugh that had me feeling on edge. 'Don't take that tone or get too bold with me, Blondie. I have ways of shutting that shit down.'
I shook my head. The arrogance in his tone was beginning to get under my skin. 'Go fuck yourself, Alex,' I called out, rolling my eyes at him.
He quickly detained me, moving with the fierceness of a ravenous animal and grabbing my waist, pulling me into him.
'I've tried fucking myself. It's not working. That's why I'm here.' Anger was noticeably absent from his hazel eyes; seductive lust filling the void. 'I. Need. To. Fuck. You.' he rasped, our chests rising and falling in sweet succession. He placed soft kisses down my neck and over my collarbone as one of his hands worked its way through my hair, down my back, and over my ass. For a second, I gave into him and turned my head to give him more access, but I quickly remembered where we were and why this was still such a bad idea.
'Is that it?' I asked, working my way out of his arms. 'You just want to fuck me and be done with me?'
He stepped closer, closing the gap between us while taking a tiny piece of my comfort zone with him, the darkness of his pointed eyes worrying me more than anything else at the moment.
'Well?' I asked.
He moved even closer, lecherous thoughts flashing through his eyes. I tried not to match his gaze, hoping to show him that he didn’t intimidate or entice me in my moment of anger. That sly grin crept back onto his face, further confusing and frustrating me when it came to him.
'Is that what you think? That I just want to fuck you and move on? Do you even realize what I stand to lose if anyone was to find out what we've got going on here? Even though I haven't had the pleasure of fucking you 'til you can't speak anymore?' His eyebrows shot up, almost as if he were waiting on a response. 'I'm selected to pick up Staff Sergeant in a couple of months. That shit would be gone faster than I can blink. I'd probably be busted down in rank, restricted to the barracks, lose pay, and possibly face brig time all over frivolous fucking with some random student of mine.' The words came out with a hiss, his teeth clenched as the veins bulged in his neck. 'Now does this sound like the need to fuck and run to you?'
My mind couldn't quite wrap around what he was telling me. I knew the consequences would be steep, but the fact the he was due for a promotion and would so callously risk it to be with me, had me confused in ways that I couldn't quite understand.
'You have so much going for you. Why would you risk it to be with me?'
He looked me in the eye before answering.
'I don't know,' he said, before pulling me back into his solid chest. 'You're like a piece of forbidden fucking fruit, and somehow I just can't seem to stay from you.'
My willpower was beginning to break down. I wanted to turn around and give myself to him, let him have me right where we stood so that the ache no longer burned inside of either or us.
'Now grab your things so I can replace your breakfast plans.'
He backed away from me and sat down on the bed, his eyes stabbing into me with more intensity than the morning sun that had all but seared me out on that mountain.
'We can't go out on a breakfast date. Are you nuts?'
'Possibly. But like I already told you, I make shit happen. You understand that?' He stood and walked to the window, peeking out as I grabbed my wallet and purse from my night stand. 'Meet me down at my truck in five. I'm in the back by the dumpsters.'
He planted a wet, passion filled kiss on my lips, wrapping my hair in his hand, prompting me to grab for his, but I came up empty since his hair was much too short. He grabbed my ass, squeezing and tugging with each swirl and twirl of our tongues, and moaned out his pleasure as I felt the hardness of his cock poking into me.
'We better hurry up and get out of here,' I breathed, trying to speak and catch my breath at the same time.
He pulled away, but not before planting two smaller kisses on my lips.
'Hurry up. I can't wait to get you out of here.' And before I could say another word, the door flung open, sending Alex jumping back and waiting with me in blood curdling anticipation to see who was standing on the other side.
Chapter 11
Alex
My eyes shot open as I jumped back, feeling a burst of wind with the forceful opening of the door. I stood rigid as steel, eagerly anticipating the figure that would be stepping through the doorway and blowing the roof off of us. My heart was beating erratically, pounding on the walls of my chest, begging to be set free. Whoever was about to set foot through that door was coming with nothing but a promise of bad news because the only two people who needed to know about Bennett and me were Bennett and me, and we were both standing right there in that room.
Stealing a quick glance at her, I watched her normally sun-kissed skin morph into a lobster shade of red, her innocently alluring green eyes sprout wide as a lotus flower while she swallowed incessantly. If I could have, I would have taken her and held her in my arms to shield her from whoever was coming, but half of my brain was still functioning by that point and I knew better than to be caught with any part of my body touching hers. It would be more ammunition to the already raging fire.
A gym bag was thrust into the room and then there she was, Pfc. Ruiz, strolling in, her eyes bulging at the site of me. Her lips instantly formed into a tight pout like she was plotting something that very instant. My blood began to boil. I knew that this girl would be up to no good and that whatever was about to come out of her mouth was probably going to be something that would take the restraints of a saint to hold me back from her.
'Well…well…well. What have we here?' she asked, her lips curving into a sinister grin.
There was no way in hell she was going to know that her presence affected me in the slightest little bit. No way.
'I thought something was going on between the two of you. I just didn't think you'd be stupid enough to do anything here on base.'
'You don't know shit,' I hissed, matching her cold and calculating gaze. We stood glaring at one another like an old fashioned staring contest. Neither of us wanted to blink and yield to the other, thus handing over the upper hand.
I sure as shit wasn't going to let this P.F.C., get under my skin and intimidate me. She could throw every accusation under the sun at me, and I'd fend them off like a warrior in battle, moving along and waiting for the next obstacle to come my way.
'Angelica, whatever you think you know, you couldn't be more wrong,' Bennett managed to sputter out, her voice frail and mousey. Looking at her signified her fear in what stood before us, so I took the initiative to calm her down, showing her that there was nothing to be worried about.
'You don't need to convince anyone of anything, Blondie--'
'Blondie?' Ruiz laughed, a sick, stomach turning, knot inducing laugh. The devil himself would have flinched at the tone of her laugh. 'Nothing is going on, but you have pet names? And a cute one, might I add?'
I glided over to her, feeling weightless in my moment of wrath and partial despair. I was beyond pissed off and overly annoyed with her games and was ready to squash whatever she had in mind like a fucking bug that served no purpose in my world.
'You better watch yourself and presumptions about an NCO and your instructor at that. False accusations can land you in a shitstorm of trouble, and don't think that, for one second, I wouldn't turn your life upside down for trying to destroy mine.' My voice grew lower and gruffer with every word spoken, but the more I had to say, the more infuriated I became.
