HOSTILE: A Military Romance Novel (Military Men Book 1) (5 page)

“How the fuck do I know if they’re coming back?” I snapped. “In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t have a fucking crystal ball on me.”

“Geez, you don’t have to be like that, you know,” she replied. “Jerk.”

“Well, what did you expect me to say? Yeah, sure, they’ll be here in six minutes and fifteen seconds. Hold tight and start the countdown.”

“I was trying to make conversation. In case you haven’t noticed, it’s really scary right now. I’m hungry, I’m tired, and I’m scared witless. So excuse me if I was hoping the only person I trusted just a little bit would be able to hold a discussion for just a few minutes.”

She crossed her arms and faced the wall. My eyes automatically went to her round ass and checked it out. It was an automatic reaction. A woman turned around, you checked out her ass. It didn’t matter how angry she was at you.

I let her seethe for a few minutes, get it out of her system. It was starting to get dark, and I needed to have a plan for the night. The Taliban never seemed to sleep; they’d be out in the darkness just like they were in the daytime.

“We need to find a place to stay for the night. If we’re lucky, we can find some food too,” I said. “We’re going to have to keep moving.”

“Fine. Let’s go.”

I pulled a notepad out of my pocket and jotted down a quick message, making sure it was vague enough that my men would understand it but the enemy would never be able to use it against us. I squeezed it between some loose stones.

On our way in I’d noticed a few run-down houses off the main road. They could have still been inhabited, but they looked like they were about to fall down so I took the chance they were abandoned and started heading for them.

Ariana diligently walked with me, trying to keep up even though her legs had to be hurting her. She’d been through a lot today and was still going when most other women would have fallen in a heap hours ago.

I wasn’t sure if it was out of determination or stubbornness that she continued on. I’d never met a woman like her before. My dick certainly approved, but I wasn’t sure if my head did. Women that headstrong tended to spell out trouble with a capital T in my experience.

Ariana reeked of nothing but Trouble.

The first house had laundry hanging out the back, so we skipped it after stealing some food. The second house had no windows and no door and was overrun with rats, so I was placing my money on it being abandoned.

Inside, the walls were sturdy enough and it had half a roof. We would be able to shelter there for a night without being too exposed to the desert elements and the stark drop in temperature.

After the rats were scared away, it really wasn’t too bad. The former tenants had left some furniture, including a couch, a rusty bed frame, and a chest of drawers. They were on the second level, away from the rats and other rodents that would have otherwise destroyed them.

“The couch doesn’t look too bad,” Ariana said as she sat down. “Actually, I could probably sleep anywhere. My feet are killing me.”

I handed her the pilfered food – a loaf of bread. “You’ll be sleeping under me when it starts to get cold out here tonight.”

“I don’t think it will ever get that cold.”

“Sure it will, babe.”

“You’re very full of yourself, aren’t you? You really think you’re God’s gift to women.”

“You said it.” I grinned, purely because I knew she didn’t like it when I did that. It was too easy to rile Ariana up. With the shit day we’d had, we needed this kind of release.

I got the feeling that if she’d had a cushion she would have thrown it at me. “Does that work on women, seriously?”

“I get by just fine, thanks for asking.”

“You must have a really big penis,” she said, completely taking me by surprise. I almost choked on my tongue.

“What makes you say that?”

“You certainly act like you’ve got something to be proud of.”

“I can show you anytime, babe.” I moved to pull down the zipper on my trousers, expecting her to stop me. But she didn’t. Instead, she raised her eyebrow to challenge me to do it.

Well… if that’s what the woman wanted, who was I to deny her? I unzipped my pants and let her see the bulge in my underwear. Considering the conversation we were having, and the fact I was easily excited anyway, the lump was sizable.

“You can touch it too, if you want the whole experience,” I said, wiggling my hip. She laughed, not exactly the reaction I was expecting. Any moment now I expected her to tell me to put it away, stop acting like a jerk.

Instead, Ariana was looking at me like she wanted to see more. After looking the Taliban in the face today and surviving another round with them, I was ready to throw all caution to the wind and do whatever the fuck I wanted to do.

And I really wanted to fuck the sexy reporter.

Fuck her until my dick fell off.

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I could have died today.

Several times.

If it hadn’t been for Corporal Watson and all his skills, I probably would have. There was nothing more that I wanted than his sweaty body covering mine and whatever was causing that giant bulge in his pants to be inside my pussy.

I didn’t want to die tomorrow without experiencing sex one last time. I couldn’t leave this earth without knowing what it was like to have Watson’s cock thrusting inside me.

I licked my lips and sat up straighter on the musty old couch. It wasn’t the ideal place for a night of unbridled passion, but I didn’t think I was going to be noticing the décor for much longer. Not when I was about to free his naked body from his clothes.

Looking up Watson’s body from my position, my gaze traveled all the way up until we locked eyes. His baby blues were sparkling with excitement, burning with intensity, and raging with need. I got the feeling he wanted this just as much as I did.

Maybe even more.

The first thing I did was take him up on his offer. I outstretched my hand and cupped his bulging underpants. They were black, and just one of my hands wasn’t enough to cover the bulge. It was a two-hand job, with the mass growing harder as I applied some pressure to my grasp.

“I need to confess something,” Watson said suddenly as he sharply inhaled.

I didn’t let him go, making sure I kept his package in my hands as I innocently looked up again. “By all means, confess.”

“I’ve been in Afghanistan for a while.”

“And?”

“I haven’t been home between tours.”

“So?”

He rolled his eyes, like there was something I should have understood between the lines. “I work with men.”

Finally, awareness dawned, and I involuntarily laughed. “Oh. You mean you haven’t had sex in a while? That’s okay, I haven’t either. I work, a lot. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“That wasn’t why I was telling you.” He purposefully looked between me and my hands, still cupping his bulge. Apparently I wasn’t getting that either. He decided on the more direct approach. “I’m going to come inside you after fucking you senseless tonight. If you keep doing that with your hands, you’re going to miss out on that pleasure. I don’t think you want to do that.”

“Oh, right.” I let go, noticing the wet stain of precum that had already seeped onto his underwear. He really was starved for some hot sex. I could probably have gotten him to come just by massaging him a little.

“Stand up,” he ordered, using the same military-style voice I’d seen him use on his platoon.

I wanted to defy him, but it was also kind of really sexy just doing what he said. I stood, letting him be
my
corporal for the night. Even if his pants were undone and his erection was on display through the thin fabric of his underpants.

“Take off my clothes,” he said.

He had a lot of clothes on. Over his uniform were his armor – flap jackets of Kevlar and his utility belt. He had been wearing a helmet too, but that was the first to come off when we’d arrived in the town. His sweaty brown hair was still matted to his head.

I saluted him and started on the belt first, making my way around his body while he stood and watched. He didn’t help at all, waiting until I figured it all out and unclothed him piece by piece.

His chiseled body slowly revealed itself to me. First was his chest, just as muscled as I’d expected it would be. His abs were sculptured, so much so I couldn’t resist running my finger along the lines and making him shudder. I wanted to lick those ridges and couldn’t wait until I got the opportunity to.

His pants slid down his thick legs, muscled to perfection in all the right ways. Watson’s body was one of someone that spent hours in training, both in the gym and out in the real world. He ran, lifted weights, and no doubt did obstacle courses until he could do them in his sleep.

He was buff, toned, and able to do with me whatever he liked. I was ready to let him, too, give myself over to him and trust that he would only bring me pleasure and nothing more.

Watson’s underpants were the final thing to come off. I stood in front of him and gave him a moment to wait, hoping the anticipation would make it sweeter. His bulge had grown while I’d taken my time undressing him. Initially I’d wanted to tear his clothes off him but building the desire slowly drew it out so it burned hotter.

“What’s your name?” I asked, the thought suddenly occurring to me that I didn’t know what it was. Even though I was far from home, I wasn’t prepared to fuck a man without knowing his first name.

“Corporal Watson,” he gruffly replied.

“Come on, you aren’t even going to tell me your name?”

I tugged on the edges of his underpants, giving him some incentive to divulge the information I desired. It wasn’t like I was asking for his deepest or dirtiest secrets. Just a name, that was all.

I chewed my lip chewed as I toyed with the elastic of his waistband. His eyes were devouring me; he was just seconds away from breaking.

I flicked the band, and he flinched. “God, woman, it’s Derrick. My name is Derrick. Just take my fucking pants off and get my dick out before I explode.”

“Now was that so difficult?” I asked as I whipped his pants off. He didn’t get a chance to answer before I grabbed his cock with both my hands. I needed to feel the silky skin with my own fingertips, caress the sensitive nerves and make him shudder from my touch.

He had every right to be proud of his manhood. His cock was easily the largest I’d seen. He didn’t even compare with the few porn movies I’d watched with my college roommates for a laugh. He was large, and I bet he knew exactly how to use it too.

Derrick placed his hands around mine and removed them, holding them up in the air and stepping closer to me. His lips started on my neck, taking his time to kiss every piece of me. Even in the heat of the desert, with my skin covered in dried sweat, he managed to cover me with goose bumps.

The little pimples dotted my skin, making me shiver with the way he kissed me in all the right places. The whiskers from his beard stubble tickled, combining with the nerves and making me giggle in the moonlight.

Derrick turned me around and pulled my back against his naked chest. As I looked up, all I could see was the stars twinkling in the crystal-clear night sky outside. Directly above us was a roof, but it only covered half the room. The rest was exposed to the beautiful night.

He continued to cover my neck with kisses, his hot lips pressing onto my skin and making my belly shudder with desire. A fire was growing deep below, yearning for the man to touch me in the most intimate of places.

Derrick’s hands started to wander. They grabbed at my boobs through my loose blouse, squeezing and kneading at my breasts and almost bringing me to my knees. I leaned back onto him, all the breath knocked from my lungs.

“You’ve got awesome tits, babe,” Derrick growled in my ear. “I can’t wait to suck on them.”

He started to undo the buttons on my blouse, working his way downwards while nuzzling at my neck. My hands felt backwards until they reached his hips, holding on to him there so I didn’t crumble to the floor. He was sturdy and strong under my grip, able to hold me up no matter how shaky my legs were.

The final button popped free and he worked the blouse down my shoulders. He kissed my skin the entire way, making sure no part of me went without his attention. We had all night to explore one another’s body and it seemed like we were going to use every one of those minutes.

Derrick stepped around me, his gorgeously sexy naked body taking me by surprise every time I caught a glimpse of it. I didn’t want to openly stare but I couldn’t help it. A body that looked like that deserved to be openly gaped at. It was a crime not to stare.

And Derrick enjoyed it. He was a peacock, strutting around and on show for me, his proud cock erect and waiting for some action. I couldn’t wait to give him some of that action. I wanted that cock nestled between my legs, thrusting as hard as possible.

His body was suddenly on mine, pressed up against me with his lips crushed against my lips. I opened my mouth to him, his tongue plunging in and owning me. He robbed me of my breath, kissing me so deeply it was like our bodies were merging into one.

His strong arms wrapped around me, finding their way down my back and undoing the clasp of my bra. It fell away as he released his grip just enough so it could do just that. His heated palm cupped my breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers until my pussy throbbed so hard that I whimpered with need.

My lips were released, only for my nipple to surrender to his mouth. He sucked on my boob, his tongue swirling around my nipple and sending lightning bolts shooting out in myriad of directions. Every part of my body felt alive and awakened. All the fear I had felt consumed with the entire day was melting away. If this was my last night on earth, I was going to leave it satisfied.

Oh, so satisfied.

My hands cradled Derrick’s head as he suckled on my tits, switching from one to the other while he kneaded the one not in his mouth with his hand. I never wanted him to leave my chest. He could live in my bosom and I would have been happy for the rest of my life.

“God, Derrick,” I moaned.

He looked up at me, my breast hanging from his mouth while he smiled. He let it fall out of his lips slowly, reluctantly. “I’m only getting warmed up, babe. This is nothing.”

He sucked hard on my nipple again, biting down on it just enough to walk the line between pleasure and pain before standing up to his full height. “These pants need to come off. You’re wearing way too much clothes.”

Before I could even begin to process what he was doing, he had reached down and pulled off my slacks and panties in one swift movement. I was just as naked as he was in no time.

He openly appraised me, his eyes roving over my skin from head to toe and back again. For just a moment I felt self-conscious, but the desire and fire burning in his eyes told me I didn’t need to be. He wanted me; he found me sexy. There was nothing I needed to cover from his view.

“You’re a sexy woman, aren’t you?” he growled.

“If you say so.”

“You think you can handle it?”

“Handle what?” I asked, a little confused. Derrick wasn’t like any other man I’d been with before. He was too full of himself, though it seemed to be working for him tonight. My pussy certainly approved of everything he did.

“The way I’m going to throw you onto that couch and fuck you.”

An involuntary shiver ran down my spine. God, he was sexy when he was insanely arrogant. I didn’t want to be turned on by it, but I couldn’t help myself. I loved it, all of it. “Bring it on, buddy,” I replied.

Like a trigger going off in his brain, Derrick snapped. The gloves were off now. He threw himself against me, pulling me against his body until we were two parts of a flame dancing together as one.

Our limbs entangled until I lost track of where I ended and he began. We wrapped around one another, completely lost in the passion as Derrick kissed my neck, my jaw, my lips, my nose, my forehead, everywhere within reach.

He pushed me backwards until my legs hit the couch. I fell back, Derrick coming with me as we crashed down together. The couch was still warm from the heat of the day, wrapping around us like a blanket while the air was cooling.

Not that we really noticed the weather. It could have been raining with hail and thunder and we wouldn’t have noticed.