PS... You’re Mine (4 page)

“
Y
eah
, I’m gonna go ahead and leave. You two kids have a great night. Nice to meet you, Mark.”

“You, too, Tammy,” I toss over my shoulder as she walks out the front door, closing it behind her.

Katie told me all about her, but we have plenty of time to discuss that later.

“I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.” I look down into her tear-filled eyes. Her cheeks are flushed from our kiss as our bodies cling to one another.

“I’ve been waiting a long time to have you do that to me.” A little tear rolls down her cheek, but she’s smiling from ear to ear.

“I wanted to surprise you, but damn if you didn’t surprise me. Where you going all dressed up like this?” I look down at her cleavage, wanting to taste it. I lean into her neck, burying my face there. I smell her sweet scent and taste her skin. I never imagined she would feel this good.

“Nowhere now,” Katie moans, and pulls me closer to her. “I was so worried. I got my letter returned to me today.”

I pull back, looking into her eyes. “I couldn’t tell you when I was leaving. It was a security risk. Then I had to wait on paperwork so I could leave Parris Island. Believe me, baby, I got here as fast as I could.”

She reaches up and cups my face, and I lean down, kissing her lips. This time it’s just as intense, but I feel her shock melt away into desire.

Leaning back, she looks up at me, and I move to take her mouth again. I can’t seem to stop myself from kissing her. I pull her to me and carry her upstairs.

“Which way?” I ask, when I get to the top. My voice is breathy, but I need to find a bed and lie with her. Even if we don’t do anything, I need to hold her in my arms.

“To the right.” Her cheeks flame with her blush, but she leans in to kiss my neck and nibble on my ear. It’s all I can do to keep my legs steady as I carry her to her room.

When I get to the bedroom, I climb onto the bed and lay her down. I lie on top of her.

Looking into her eyes, I brush a few strands of her gorgeous red hair away from her face. “We don’t have to do anything. I just need to look at you.”

She nods at me, still giving me the biggest and brightest smile I’ve ever seen. “I can’t believe you’re here, Mark. This is insane.”

“It is.” I feel myself get serious. I need her to know what I feel. “I don’t want you to think I’m here for some quick hook up. I came here because there’s nowhere else I want to be.”

“I was worried you didn’t want me anymore. That maybe you were out and we were done. But then I realized that you wouldn’t do that to me. What we had, what we have, it’s special. Right?”

I feel relief in my chest, because I wanted to know if it felt that way for her, too. “It is, baby. Over the past year, you’ve come to mean more to me than anyone ever has. I fell in love with your heart and your words long before I even heard your voice. But when I did, I knew for sure that this was it.” I rub my thumb along the side of her face, wiping away stray tears. “I love you, Katie. I just needed to come here and tell you that. So if you need more time or want to try normal dating for a while, I can go slow. Whatever it’s going to take to keep you. I can be patient.” She laughs, and I clear my throat. “I can
try
to be patient.”

More tears fall as she laughs, clinging to me and running her hands all over my body.

“I love you, too, Mark. You’ve brought out the best in me, and I don’t ever want to let that go. You’ve made my life come alive.”

I take her lips, claiming her mouth and laying some of my weight on her. Her legs wrap around my waist, and her fingers lace through my hair.

I move from her lips and kiss down her neck. I nuzzle her cleavage and lick between her breasts. “My God, you’re fucking gorgeous. I just need to look at you.” I sit back a little, looking down at her. “You’re like some kind of pinup model from the forties sent to inspire World War II servicemen.”

She blushes deeply but wiggles a little under me. “And am I inspiring you?”

“Lady, if I didn't just retire, I’d sign up again just to follow you on tour.”

“I think it’s time you let me get a good look at what’s been protecting our country all these years.” She pulls at the hem of my polo shirt, and I help her take it off, along with my undershirt.

Once I’m shirtless in front of her, she runs her hands all over my hairy chest. A chill runs down my back as her fingertips gently brush my nipples and move down my stomach to my belt.

“Katie,” I whisper, not wanting to pressure her into anything. I know she’s never done this before, so this is a big moment for her. And for us.

“Don’t make me beg, Mark.” Biting her lip, she undoes my belt and jeans and reaches inside.

I
moan
at the first touch of her fingers on my cock. Her hand goes further down, as if she’s exploring me, until she reaches the end of my shaft and cups my balls.

I look up to see her eyes are wide with shock.

“Oh God, you’re huge.” I can hear nervous panic in her voice, and I want to calm her.

“Let’s worry about him later. I think I need to see what’s under this dress of yours.”

Sitting back, I run my hands down her body, looking her over. “You’re too good looking for me. I’m going to have to carry my sidearm everywhere I take you.”

She giggles and blushes like crazy. Fuck, it’s gorgeous seeing her like this. “I love being able to reach out and touch you.” I emphasize my statement by rubbing up her sides and cupping her breasts.

Her giggles turn to moans as I reach behind her, unzipping the dress and exposing her hard nipples. My mouth goes directly to them, taking turns sucking each one into my mouth. Her nails go to my shoulders, scratching me and marking me.

I moan against her tits, loving her aggressive behavior. It lets me know she wants me as much as I want her. I know she’s shy, and I can’t get enough of how I’m bringing her out of her shell.

I pull her dress down her curvy hips and off her body, revealing a pair of white panties with pink hearts on them.

“This is just too fucking much. I’m not going to last sixty seconds.”

I revel in the sight of Katie dressed in just her panties and red heels, her blush moving from her cheek to her chest. She moves her hands to try to cover up her stomach, but I lean down, kissing her fingers and gently pushing them away as I kiss her tummy.

“You’re beautiful everywhere, baby,” I say against her belly. She’s soft here, and I nuzzle her flesh, loving that she cushions me. Her body already accepts me and wants me there. “So beautiful.” She’s soft everywhere I’m hard, and it makes us fit perfectly.

I hear her catch her breath as I start to kiss lower and run my hands up her legs. I move my palms to the insides of her thighs, spreading them wide for me as I move down between them.

“Mark.” There’s a little panic in her voice, and I’m sure it’s because she’s never done this before. Her hands go to cover her pussy, but again I just kiss them and gently move them away.

“I aim to kiss every inch of your body, Katie. Especially right here.” I gently press my lips to her panty-covered pussy and feel her shiver with desire.

There’s a damp spot on the material already, and I press my nose there, inhaling her sweet scent. My mouth waters, and I can’t wait anymore.

Pulling her panties to the side, I reveal her puffy pink lips, glistening with need. Her little hard clit, begs for attention and her virgin-tight opening clenches with need.

Not wanting to tease her or draw it out, I bury my face against her, holding her panties out of the way while I eat her.

“Oh God, Mark!” She shouts my name into the room, and I can’t help but smile against her pussy. Hearing my name on her lips is wonderful, but hearing my name on her lips when I’ve got my mouth full of her pussy is fucking heaven.

She tastes like cookies and sweet peaches all mixed together. I swear to God, I think she put brown sugar on it. I lick her juice up and nibble on her clit as her back bows off the bed, her hands going to my hair.

I slide two fingers inside her and feel how tight she is. I try to work in and out of her slowly, stretching her a little so my cock isn’t too much for her to take.

When I have both digits fully inside of her, I push in and out in a smooth glide, curling them up to hit her G-spot. I want her first orgasm with me to be the best she’s ever had. And then I want to spend the rest of our lives trying to top it.

“Cum on my face, baby. I’ve waited so long for this.” I mumble the words against her pussy, and I feel her clamp down on my fingers.

A few more careful touches as I suckle her clit and she’s arching up and screaming out. Her orgasm is strong, flowing through her body and making her tense up. I keep rubbing that sweet spot inside her gently so it drags out all her pleasure and makes her feel good.

As she comes down, I slow my strokes, just petting inside her as the last of her clenches stop. When she’s completely finished, I give her pussy one last kiss before leaning up and taking off my jeans and underwear.

I reach down, putting my fingers in the waistband of her panties, and pull them off her legs, leaving her completely naked except for her red heels. Those are definitely staying on.

I climb on top of her, pinning her beneath me with my big body. Her legs go around my hips, and I move into position to take her.

Pressing my lips gently to hers, I let her taste herself on my lips.

“I love you, Katie.”

Her hands rub my chest. “I love you, too, Mark.”

I push my cock inside her in one quick thrust, and she inhales sharply but doesn’t try to move away. Instead, she pulls me closer to her, and I kiss her cheek and neck, trying to get her mind off the quick pain.

“Relax, baby. Just breathe.”

I rub my hands up and down her sides, pinching her nipples a little as I go, trying to get her back to the blissful state she was in just moments ago.

After a few beats, she relaxes a little and starts to move under me. I slowly thrust inside her, trying to be as gentle as I can with my cock. A few more thrusts and she’s raising her hips to meet mine.

“More,” she moans, as she closes her eyes and throws her head back.

I lean down, latching on to her nipple and biting it gently as I thrust harder into her. Her snug channel grips me tightly, and I’m seconds from cumming.

Reaching between us, I find her clit and give it a few sweet touches before she’s pulsing on my cock and letting out another orgasm, this one made more powerful by our connection, and she clings to me as she cums.

I feel her nails dig into my arms, and my cock throbs as I cum inside her. My balls draw up and empty everything into her, not leaving a single space inside her where I haven’t been.

When we both come down from our peaks, I hold myself up on my elbows and look down at her. We’re both sporting big goofy grins, and my heart is about to burst, it’s so full of love.

She’s absolutely flawless, and goddamn, I’m a lucky bastard.

I
wake
to a deliciously sore feeling all over my body. I can’t believe how many times we made love yesterday. Neither of us were able to get enough of each other. It was more perfect than anything I could have imagined.

Rolling to my side, I reach for him but come up empty-handed. I quickly sit up as a shiver of panic shoots through me. Was it all a dream? The sweet ache between my legs reminds me that it wasn’t. As do his clothes, which litter the bedroom floor, a sight I’d never thought I’d see in my life.

Moments later, he’s standing in the bedroom doorway, almost completely naked except for a pair for boxer briefs that hug his thighs like a second skin. Jesus, the man really is big and hard all over. His pictures did not do his size justice.

“I guess you get to eat first.” My eyes shoot to his, and that’s when I see he has a tray in his hand and a smirk on his face from catching me ogling his body.

“We can eat together.” I sit up straight, putting my back to the headboard, leaving my breasts on full display. Now he’s the one doing the ogling. His eyes devour me hungrily.

It’s crazy how I went from shy to openly baiting him with my body, but he does that to me. I learned through the night that this man is utterly obsessed with my body and me. One time he even made me lie on the bed while he stroked himself to release as he gazed at me.

He said he’d masturbated so many times to my pictures that he had to try it with me really being there. I didn’t know watching a man pleasure himself could be so intoxicating.

“I wanted to wake you by eating your pussy for breakfast, then feed you.” A cocky grin spreads across his face, then he licks his lips like he’s tasting me there.

My pussy clenches at the thought of him waking me with his mouth. How did I live without him?

He makes his way over to me and sets the tray on the bed.

“I tried to cook and failed.” He adopts a little pout like he’s upset he couldn’t do what he wanted to. I didn’t think Marines could pout, but his is adorably sexy.

I look down at the tray and see a mix of pastries that I’d made yesterday piled onto a plate.

“I’ll clean up the kitchen. It looks like a bomb went off in there,” he says hoarsely, making me burst out laughing. He destroyed the kitchen and has no food to show for it.

“It’s clear you’re going to be the one doing all the cooking for us.”

I like the sound of that. I think it’s endearing that he’s terrible at something and he needs me to take care of him. It’s a sweet warm feeling to feel needed.

“You know I love cooking and baking for you,” I admit. He drops onto the bed and reaches for me, pulling me into his arms easily. The way he moves me around so effortlessly probably turns me on more than it should, but I love it. He makes me feel small and womanly when I’m next to him.

“I can’t wait to eat your breakfast every morning and your dinner every night. I’ve got to be the luckiest bastard in the world. You should have seen how jealous other guys would get when I got a package from you. I never shared. No fucking way was I sharing my woman’s baked goods.”

The way he says it implies he’s staying here indefinitely, and also that my baked good are sex goods.

“You going to stay for a while?” I run my fingers through his chest hair, not looking at his face as I try to pretend the question is light. It’s not. We said a lot of
I love yous
and talked about how we wanted to be together last night, but we didn’t talk about today and how’d we make all that happen.

“Nothing is getting me out of here.” His hand comes to my face and he tilts it to make me look up at him. “Unless you want a bigger place. We can look into something else. I don’t care where I am as long as I’m with you.”

A giant smile breaks across my face. I just want to be with him, too. I love that he didn’t even ask if he could stay here. He just is and that’s that.

“I like the sound of that,” I agree. We can iron out all those details later.

“We’ll look more into it after we get married.”

“Married?”

“Yeah, married, baby.” He takes my lips in a soft kiss. “I can’t wait to show you off. I’d be crazy if I didn’t tie you to me as quick as possible. Hell, I’d do it today, but I’m guessing that would be mighty hard being as it’s Valentine’s Day.”

“I completely forgot. I didn’t get you anything.” The holiday had kind of slipped my mind after he showed up. But it wasn’t like I had plans today anyways.

“You got me everything, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life proving to you that I’m worthy of you.”

My eyes fill with unshed tears.

“Oh, shit, baby, don’t cry.” Gripping me under my arms, he pulls me so I’m straddling him.

“I’m the one unworthy of you. You’ve given me something I thought I could never have. Made me open up to life. Filled me with confidence.”

“And I don’t know what I would have done without you,” he counters. “I had no plans. Nothing for when I was done with the Marines. I was a little lost. You found me, baby.” He cups my face with both hands. “You showed me I had something when I was done. A home to return to.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, baby.” He kisses me, still holding me in place. The kiss is sweet and lazy, and it makes me sigh into his mouth. I’m going to spend the rest of my life kissing this man…and doing so much more to him.

“Is that a yes?” he asks when he pulls his lips from mine.

“Yes!” I squeal, wiggling in his lap

“Good, because my baby might already be growing inside you.”

I’d thought about that last night, too. I’m smiling so big I think my face might crack in half.

“You like the sound of that?” He grabs my hips, stopping me from wiggling all over him. His cock is already hard against my pussy.

“More than
like
,” I admit.

He reaches over to the tray he placed on the bed and grabs something off it. When he hands it to me, I see it’s an envelope, like all the others he’s sent to me over the last year.

“Open it. There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you from the first letter you ever wrote me.”

I take the letter from him, and his hands grips my hips again.

“I was afraid it would scare you away. Now I got my hands on you, I’ll never let you go. It’s time for you to see what I knew the day I got your first letter.”

I open the envelope, pulling the letter out.

Only three words are written on the page.

P
S You’re mine
.