The Soldier Next Door

Talk about imperfect timing at the perfect time. This man that stands here with an utterly stupid smirk on his face in the opening of the tent better has a very valid excuse for rudely interrupting me just as I am about to take Ana in a way that will even make her blush. She is aching and ready to go; I can almost guarantee that she is the perfect wet mess for me as her body quivers in anticipation.

But wait…

“Lewis.”

“Yes, Sergeant?”

“Is someone dying?”

“No, Sergeant.”

“Is someone dead?”

“No, Sergeant.”

“Then why are you bugging me?”

“I…uhm…it.”

I hear him hesitate for more than a few seconds too long, and that alone says it all. He is wasting my time entirely unnecessary. If I can place it precisely, he has come across his own dilemma that he has no idea how to resolve.

“Lewis.”

“Yes, Sergeant?”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Unless the camp burns down, do not dare come to disturb me again.

“Yes, Sergeant?”

“And Lewis.”

“Yes, Sergeant?”

“If you tell anybody anything other than Ana cleaning my wound, then you are dead. Now bugger off and leave me alone.”

With a few scuffles of his feet, I hear him walk off into the other direction of the camp. I listen as he mumbles underneath his breath, or maybe more like chuckles at himself. He is not aware that he has just earned himself a round of push-ups and possibly a fair amount of sprints around the camp. Damn wise-ass rookies.

Ana that has been watching this whole thing playoff in silence, looks at me in utter shock. Now which one it truly is, I do not know, but I can say she might be a tad bit scared for what I might do to her. Hey, this Marine has been left frustrated for days now, and if I have the privilege to have my girl with me, then why not take advantage of the situation.

Yes, perhaps not ideal in a tent, between a bunch of other Marines, but as they say, what they don’t know will not hurt them. Let us just hope this beauty that is looking at me somewhat amused now will refrain from screaming out my name.

“Boo, do you think you can be quiet?”

“No, Sergeant.”

“Do you think you can try?”

“Maybe, Sergeant.”

“Boo, are you teasing me?”

“Yes, Sergeant.”

“I will show you who your Sergeant is.”

She only but laughs as I pin her body down onto the bed again. Now I do believe that I have grown a rather big problem with a somewhat large arousal. If it was not for sure before, then it is now; there is no way that I shall be leaving this tent in my current disadvantaged position.

Gently, I pull her off from the bed; with only but one flick of my wrist, I loosen her belt and slide her pants ever so slowly over that long sculpted legs. I see her smile, but her eyes are filled with hesitation. What have I done wrong? Is it something I perhaps said? She steps a slight bit forward and gently reaches out to touch my hand. A million sensations shock me to my core. Even though she is cold to the touch, her hands are as soft as feathers.

“Soldier.”

“Ssshhh boo.”

I stand and admire her beauty as that big brown eyes seem to light up to their brilliant sparkle. She still has not let go of my hand; I feel her as she gently squeezes my palm. She sees me smile at the comfort of her touch and slowly lets go. Her fingers drag softly down my forearm, leaving tingles on my skin.

I move a slight step closer. She wants to move away, but she seems not to either. Something has her hesitating.

“Boo, are you okay?”

“Yes, soldier.”

“If you want me to stop, then I will.”

“No, please don’t.”

Then I find my hand wandering to her lips; I touch them… I touch her lips. I run my thumb across them and can feel it slightly tremble, and how I would love us to tremble together.

I take a lock of her hair and twirl it around my finger, then gently pull it closer. The scent of honey fills my nostrils as I feel the soft touch of her hair against my skin.

“If I knew what the scent of an angel was, then I would say it was you.”

Her breathing comes out short and shallow. She whispers, but her trembling lips only cause her words to whimper. I see my name forming around her lips, but I do not hear it. She is drowning in the power I have over her body.

…Ana POV…

Our eyes gradually meet; he lowers his head and begins biting and kissing down my neck. He continues downward until his lips are locked around my quivering nipple, his tongue circling the swollen tip. His hand strokes the other. Both are throbbing, one in his hand, the other between his lips. I toss my head back, thrusting the tip further into his mouth.

“Soldier, if you don’t take your clothes off soon, then I am going to explode.

He kicks off his jeans; I run my palms from his stomach to his back and slowly pull him closer. I can feel my nipples as they push and strain against his skin.

He slides his hand into my panties; I arch my hips into his hands. He slips them down as I raise my knee and toss them to the side. He moves his hand between my legs and slips his finger partially into my wetness. He kisses me and moves his tongue to the rhythm of his finger. I gasp at the ever-deepening strokes probing into my slippery softness. I feel as I tighten around the fingers, he gently withdraws but keeps his hand on my folds.

He gently pushes my body down onto the mattress; then, he crawls up my body like a hungry animal. He places his pulsating erection between my legs; I slowly part my folds, so his strong, hard manhood slide effortlessly into me. I scream with pleasure. My whole body screams with pleasure. It is obvious that the teasing and taunting of foreplay are over.

His chin rests on my shoulder as his hips drive hard, his hard length furiously thrusting into me, over and over again. His unique scent overwhelms my senses; his breath at the nape of my neck tickles and makes me shiver. He slams into me, struggling for breath, desperately trying to hold on to his crumbling restraint. There is nothing controlled about his actions.

“Oh god, soldier,” I whispered. “More. Faster.”

I gyrate in slow insistent circles; he rocks with every thrust. Our bodies are bucking and arching and colliding in almost perfect rhythm. He keeps up the rhythm relentlessly. With each stroke, he slides his hot throbbing flesh completely into me. He drives in deeper, with each thrust increasing pace.

“Fuck boo, you are going to drive me insane.”

He impales me with his hot bulging shaft deep into my depths. I clench and shudder and raise my hips slightly to further drive his swollen erection into me. I heave in passion, my resisting flesh split, and he slides into me slowly and gently until he was completely inside me. I could feel his hard length pulsating, contracting and releasing his erection as he eases himself back for fear that he would explode.

“Soldier, I…I…fuck.”

My first orgasm comes within seconds, the second minutes later. He picks up speed, slamming home even faster. I am delirious with pleasure. I have never experienced anything like this before. He is man enough. That is for sure.

One…Two…Three more thrusts, and I am there. He plunges deep inside me; I feel the full thrust of his hard length inside me. Tension built, deep at my core and coil up, arousal mounting inside until finally, without warning, my climax charge up, and I lose all control.

“Coming,” he roars. “Oh fuck,” he groans.

The hot waves of pleasure started to build up deep within his core and shoot out in every direction, turning his limbs to jelly and his mind to mush. He shudders and convulses in a chain of explosions. His release fills me, dripping down his still-hard length.

He falls down next to me on the bed with a very satisfied look on his face, a typical Ethan grin on his face. We both lay in silence for a few minutes, waiting for the world to stop spinning and our breaths to slow to our normal heartbeat.

Then he turns to me, with a new look on his face. Something has him troubled again, god, I hope he does not want to go for another round, for I do not have an ounce left in me.

“What is wrong, soldier?”

“Are you still going to leave, boo?”

“I.. I..”

Just then, Lewis finds himself back at the entrance of the tent again.

“Sergeant.”

“Yes, Lewis?”

“You think you can come to look at that problem now?”

“Lewis, I am going to slap you if it is something stupid that you have done.”

Once again, he gets up very annoyed, but not at Lewis, more at me that is considering going home.